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Garianne the Teenybopper
Aren't I just like so cute?

Like, ok, my name is Garianne and this is my little Robbie Williams corner on the net. I am, without a doubt, his biggest fan and I can say that without like any hesitation because I've gone way above and beyond the call of fan duty. Everyday I try and dedicate at least one thing I do to Robbie. Whether it be humming the words to Millennium as I brush my teeth or walking around city hall with my trusty bullhorn, screaming the many reasons why we should embrace Robbie as our new world leader, I try to be the best fan I can be.


The 411 On Me


Name: Garianne Farlow

Age: 13½

Idol: Duh, Robbie Williams.

Best Friends: Robbie. Sike, I wish!

Fave Song: Stalker's Day Off...I can totally relate.

Fave CD: The Ego Has Landed. I'd like the Ego to land in my pants. *Giggles*

Fave Food: I like cheese, the stinker the better.

Fave Drink: Ohmigawd, Pepsi, totally. Robbie looked so cute on the cans.

Fave Accessory: Do my tiger panties count?

Pet Peeves: People who don't like Robbie.

Last Thing You Lost: My training bra...I threw it Robbie.

Last Thing You Bought: Another sexy Robbie poster to plaster on my wall.

Life Ambition: Marry Robbie.

Here's a little more proof that I, Gairanne Farlow, am Robbie's biggest fan...


1.) I've liked Robbie for almost 6 years now. It all started back when he was in Take That. At the time I was heavy into New Kids On the Block, with a little Menudo on the side, but when I saw a picture of Robbie in my sister's Tiger Beat magazine I knew he was the next big thing. Granted, I was only 6 at the time, but I've always been mature for my age. Then, one day, as I was quietly eating my cookie at snack-time, I got word that Take That had broken up. I was crush. I bitterly threw down my cookie and attempted to throw myself out my classroom window, but my Kindergarten teacher, Mrs. Little, stopped me before I could. So, I just banged my head on the wall until my mom was called to come pick me up. I wasn't able to eat or sleep for months after that, but through massive amounts of therapy I came to terms with the Take That split and I tried to finally get on with my life. A few years later I was watching MTV and I saw Robbie again. Was he making a come back?!? Ohmigawd yes! I ran out that day and bought his new Cd, and I've been his biggest fan since.

2.) I'm currently banned from 25 states here in America, all for different reasons, but all involving Robbie in some way. For example, I'm banned from Kansas because I supposedly "vandalized" a national landmark. Oh please, give me a break. Do you call taking the world's largest ball of twine and making it into a Robbie Williams hemp necklace vandalizing? I don't think so.

3.) Every week I send a video tape to MTV's Fanatic begging to meet Robbie. Things were going really slow until I got a letter back from the show's producer saying that I should stop sending my tapes in. She said something about how they couldn't allow unstable people to meet celebrities or something like that. I'm not exactly sure what that means but I think it might be a good thing. I mean why else would the producer take time out of her busy day to write me? Duh.

4.) I know anything and EVERYTHING about Robbie. I pride myself on the fact that I know the little things that most fans over look, and this is what sets me above the rest. Like, for example, I know for a fact that Robbie has 6 toes on his right foot, which is also why he dances like someone put fire ants down his pants. It really is quite a travesty, I think, but the way he's over come his handicap makes me love him even more.

5.) I am the founder/president/only member of the Robbie Williams fan club at my Middle School.

6.) Every weekend I go on a Robbie Williams promotional tour throughout my town. I ride around on my bike, the one with the RW vanity plate on it, and I hand out pamphlets with info about Robbie in them. Then I set up a little information booth in the middle of town and sit there to try and help educate people as to who Robbie Williams is. It's the least I can do as Robbie's most dedicated fan.

You know I think that teenyboppers have a bad rap. It's taken me awhile, but I've come to terms with being a teenybopper and it's really not all bad. Sure we're annoying prepubescent psychos, but, hey, we need love too. Actually we're just misunderstood. Teenyboppers are the most sincerest, dedicated, hardworking fans any artist can get and if that's a crime then I guess I'm like the Charles Manson of teenyboppers. You all can like lock me away in some loony bin and I'll stop taking baths and tattoo a RW sign on my forehead so I can be the insane preteen you think I am. You call me crazy and I say totally, I'm crazy about Robbie Williams, duh. Is that so bad? I don't think so.
Teenyboppers need your love, not your hate. We're very emotional people and we feel things deeply. Did you know that there are some teenyboppers out there who've been cast out of their homes by unsympathetic family members? They desperately need a home and you can stop the hate by adopting one. Please, adopt one of these loving psychos today.

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