People from way, way back (read: Glee Club days) call me Cutty . I've forgotten how that came about. I think we were in a foreign country then. So, we were very conscious of our dic-shyen. We make fun of ourselves when we mispronounce the words. The culprit will be the butt of the jokes until something/someone new comes along. (Yes, we were very bad.) So, there I was, discussing what we're going to wear the next day when I unintentionally said duh-mit. I was about to say costume but the Tagalog word made its way out of my mouth. I swear, if you think about it too much, the more you'll make a fool of yourself. From then on, I was known as Cutty Cadanuh, now Cutty Endriguh. Welcome to Cutty's world.