Chosen By Me... And Not

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

What's in a name?

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Chosen By Me... And Not

Hullabaloo22 is the name I use everywhere you’ll find me on the internet. Often shortened to Hulls, I much prefer this to the name on my birth certificate... more on that later.

There is a certain logic in my choice. I was very deeply entrenched in Muse fandom at the time, still are come to think of it, but not to quite such an obsessional level. ‘Hullabaloo’ was one of their earlier recordings, and to me it had a certain catch to it for just one word. It’s a word that I can identify to on a personal level too, but you don’t need to know more about that.

Why 22? No, it has nothing to do with my own age – I wish – but rather was based on the ages of Matt, Chris and Dom when the album was released. I’ve got a confession to make, though; only Chris would have been twenty-two, Matt and Dom, twenty-three. What can I say? Maths has always been a failing of mine and I can’t really change it to Hullabaloo22and a half, can I!

Some people seem to change their assumed names almost as often as they do outfits. Not me, this has been what I have used since I first started posting anywhere and I have no intention of changing it. The person known as Hullabaloo22 is more like the real me, someone that very few people know in ‘real life’.

Now, the name on my birth certificate is Dianne. This has various meanings but I prefer the Roman mythological one; that being goddess of the moon, night, hunt and forest. The nearest Greek equivalent would be Artemis.

This name was a compromise between my mom and dad. One wanted to call me Jasmine, while the other chose Zoe. Jasmine gets a thumbs down from me, although it could be shortened to Jazz which would have been kind of cool. And Zoe? That wouldn’t have needed shortening at all.

When I started writing this and thinking about my name, I couldn’t help thinking that maybe it gave me a push towards the morbid and Gothic. It would be somewhat of a challenge not to think quite a bit about death once you’d been greeted with a chorus of ‘Di. Di. Di’. See what I mean!

 

 


Submitted: March 19, 2021

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Mike S.

Fine essay, Hull

Fri, March 19th, 2021 6:42pm

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Thanks, Mike. All true.

Sat, March 20th, 2021 6:39am

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