If you haven't figured it out by now, I am an avid lover of shakespeare. I always have been, I feel this obsession developed over my childhood, but truly took hold in my last year of high school. Sure you say, "everyone claims to like shakespeare, or at least every writer does," but for myself it is true. I envy his works, can quote his sonnets, and often find myself quoting him without even noticing it, but if that does not have you convinced I praise the very ground he walked on this will... I have his literature inked down my side. No it's nothing like Meghan fox's famous shakespeare tattoo, which is beautiful that is certain, but I am not a butterfly as she claims to be. I am however myself and that is but the truth. Who am I you may ask, well that is a question we all ask ourselves from time to time, well I am kaleena... but does that really mean anything. The label my parents chose for me, does that make me who I am or have any signifiicance over how I live my life... I doubt it, though for some a name can be a horrible pain when that name happens to rhyme with something that is terribly unflattering. For example if my name was pat and I happened to be a tad bit overweight I may become known as fatpat. Not really a name anyone would be proud of, but it is someones none the less. Is a name anything more than a means to address us, or track who we are, would a serial number be sufficient. If I were known by a number, such as my social security number, care card number, bank account number, or something of the like would people respond to me in a different means than they do now? If we were used to that sort of mannerism it would be perfectly acceptable to approach a stranger and say hi I'm 9524332, what's your number? Seems odd doesn't it, but that is after all how the government and most organizations address you, and you likely haven't noticed it in the least. when you get a statement from the bank does it not say "hello jane smith, account number 34527476967, we have important information about your credit report..." or do the people that send you bills not address you by your account number as well, the hospital, morgue, debt collectors, co-workers and universities too. Does our life really have anything in the least bit to do with our names... why do we even have them for that matter. The great William S once asked"What in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet;" and I am wondering this now. My name has nothing to do with who I am , nothing to do with the way I live or anything for that matter, so why do we have them at all. I am what I say I am, I act as I feel and I am treated accordingly. I am " a rose by any other name." Or so says my side
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