Reason #2 why I love the hood: Name Pronunciation

I applied for graduation on Tuesday.
It sent me into a frenzy. a good kind of nostalgic but also adventure-seeking frenzy.
I'm officially getting my diploma June 2012, but walking across the stage April 2012
My counselor said she could still remember the first day I walked into her office.
Not surprising.
I'm sort of a meticulous planner.
I had a graduation plan set by the end of first semester at BYU.
*granted, I was supposed to graduate last April BUT felt like I was getting gyped of my collegiete experience & decided to add 3 minors to the mix.

As part of walking across the stage early, I had to fill out a fancy form.
On this fancy form, I had to write out my name as I would like it printed on my diploma & how I would like it pronounced.
Lauren Marie Flores.
simple enough right? thank goodness my parents didn't name me something like:

Rosario Xitlali Jimena DelaCruz Vasquez Flores

(why yes, I did just write down the first 6 Spanish names that popped into my head)

Imagine my surprise then when my counselor pulled out a hot-pink/magenta post-it and wrote down the following after she heard me say my name...

"Loren floor-ez"

Because apparently Utahns don't know that the correct way to pronounce my name is not "lAr-ren" and they haven't had enough contact with Mexicans to get Flores right.
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figures.
oh the woes of being ethnic.