Annie Rhiannon

Friday, February 23, 2007

Eight things I have wanted to be

1. a boy
2. Courtney Love
3. black
4. the DJ
5. Mary in the school nativity play
6. skinny
7. a graphic designer
8. a writer

Eight things I have actually been:
1. a girl
2. a door-to-door stone-cladding salesperson in Croydon
3. Welsh
4. a dog groomer in a poodle parlour
5. a shephard with a tea-towel on my head
6. chubby
7. a graphic designer
8. a blonker

Inspired by Tim Footman, who I have a bit of a thing for.

27 comments:

  1. I was only Mary once. The boy who played Joseff Cried because he didn't want to be joseff with me. Trust me, It's better being a shepperd. At least the sheep don't cry

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  2. "Dwi'n hyll ond ma gin i gerddoriaeth..."

    Dwyt ti ddim yn hyll, Weirdo, ddim o gwbwl. A chroeso i fy mlog.

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  3. Wait a minute: you wanted to be a black boy and still be Mary in the Nativity play?
    :D

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  4. I've wanted to be 1, 3, 7 and 8 at some point too. I settled for gay, using my privilege to combat racism, a wanna be blog designer and an writer of blogs instead. It's just about as fulfilling. Though to be honest, I think I would hate having a third leg.

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  5. I wanted to be Joseph but they made me the Inn Keeper. So when asked if there was any room at the inn, I said, "yeah, no problem, lads. Com'on in". That showed them!

    Ok. I didn't. But it's a good story.

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  6. I was Levi in Joseph and his amazing whatchamacallit coat and I think they only gave me the part because I had short hair and looked like a boy.

    Have been the DJ, spent way too much time faffing about on t'Internet to get my act together and be a writer...

    Congrats on your blog nomination!

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  7. Oops, anonymous is me, my hands ran away with me there. My brain is still snoozing at this early stage of the day...

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  8. I always wanted to be the angel Gabriel, stood at the front of all the other angels. In my school the angel Gabriel always had the biggest wings with gold tinsel around them (the other angels had silver tinsel) and the biggest halo. She appeared to the shepherds and Mary and Joseph and was generally the coolest character of the whole thing.

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  9. *coughs, blushes slightly, tries to change the subject, ooh is that the time, turns to go and trips over shoelace*

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  10. Fidel23.2.07

    I would have settled for being a human rather than a cock (bird) or a donkey. Now I would just like to be eight years old again.

    I never wanted to be a girl which is just as well but I did want to be called Darren for a while which when I look back is rather disturbing.

    Selling stone cladding to the aesthetes of Croydon must have been a joy.

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  11. I always ended up playing Jesus or God at plays, which has left me with a bit of a deity complex. Have not figured out how to be omnipotent yet.

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  12. pinkjellybaby23.2.07

    you worked in a poodle parlour? that is way cool!

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  13. I never even got picked for the Nativity Play.

    *sheds a single tear. leaves.*

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  14. Galli di fod yn Groenddu a Chymraes run pryd siwr!

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  15. Yes, but to be a bona fide shepherd, didn't your teatowel have to be fastened using one of those well cool 's' snake belts?

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  16. 3. black
    Haven't we all?

    2. a door-to-door stone-cladding salesperson in Croydon
    Congrats to us, for doing the worst job known to man, even worse than Charlie Bucket's Dad's job. How long did you last? Me? A week.

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  17. Thanks for featuring me!

    I've bookmarked you and will have to come back and read.

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  18. Charlie Bucket's dad's job wasn't that bad. It was clean, not too strenuous, and socially useful. Without men like him, we'd be squirting toothpaste on the ceiling every time we picked up the tube.

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  19. And that's not a euphemism.

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  20. Primal Sneeze, I was in my lollerskates for that one.

    Kav, there weren't enough kids in my school to go around as it was. There were only five in my whole year and none a couple of years below me.

    Rhys, mae'n posib, wrth gwrs...

    And who is Charlie Bucket? And who was his dad?

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  21. And cheers Sinead, looking forward to meeting you there next week on the red carpet. There will be a red carpet, won't there? I've already bought a red dress to match.

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  22. Charlie Bucket was the hero of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. His dad had a job screwing the caps onto tubes of toothpaste, but then he was made redundant, and the family had to exist on half a boiled potato each for lunch.

    And then...

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  23. And what a lovely blonker you are! ;)

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  24. A door-to-door stone cladding sales person in Croydon? Hmm, I think you and I are now in a competition for the worst job in the world ever. I too have wanted to be a boy at times, if only for financial reasons because it would seriously cut down on the cost of underwear and personal maintenance...

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  25. I only lasted one day at the stone cladding selling. My advice is not to accept any work where they refuse to tell you in the interview what the job is.

    I remember Charlie now, of course. Completely forgot about his dad's job though.

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  26. Door to door selling anything is bad. I nearly had a job like that, but I went to work in a pub instead. Much better.

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  27. Annie! Don't worry about the skinny thingy. I was just looking at your pics and you are seriously beautiful. LisaNewf at ouse o' newf

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