Who would you be?

If you could be born as any another person and live any other life, who would you be?

A regular at the pageants, this.
Spare me the 'I love myself the way I am and I would like to be me blah blah blah'.

~crushing index finger between front teeth,looking at a far away bird~

I would be called Aleksandra. I'd be living in the outskirts of Rome in the countryside. I'd have a blind father, no mother, four elder sisters and a talkative parrot who loves to perch on my shoulder, giving me the welcome nickname of Piratina (Or just Tina,for friends. Or Alex). I would be an extremely tall brunette with big.............curly hair (gotcha!) ,green eyes,tan skin and a considerable overbite (what else do you expect with the name Aleksandra but undiluted model looks?). I'd own a trinket shop in the flea market,but that would only be one of my jobs. My other occupation would be being a subject model for budding artists (tee hee). I'd love to bake and cook and dairy would feature heavily but my hobbies would definitely be riding people and meeting horses. That's when I am not off to Spain to meet my matador boyfriend. Or France to meet my artist one (office romance). Or Poland because nobody ever goes there and I really want to know what murky waters it offers. I would wish these journeys could be made on my sturdy little bicycle. I would go to bed daily listening to my father talk about the days when my mother was alive and her rare beauty, not once lamenting the fact that he cannot see now. Me and my sisters would make our own clothes,some of which we would try to pass off as designer wear at the shop. Country people are stupid, after all.

If it sounds too far fetched and unrealistic and cliched, and more importantly too little to be called a person, thats because it was meant to be so.
~bangs fist on the desk~

Now its your turn.

Status:-Anticipating impending shriek from mum when she enters my room, and the subsequent chores. Plus really hungry.