Welllll, quite a bit has happened.
March break is over so i am back in the shit hole we all know as school, althought i should be thankfullll that i have the right and access to an education.... i get tired... but i am working on being positive about things.
I went to montreal, visited my university (awesome!!) im very very excited to gooo
I met a boyyyy
and also ditched the boy i had originallly planned to fall madly in love with because... well as most girls know, most boys are assholes :) no offense boys but, i have run into tooooo many bad ones and no longer trust ANY of you :)
Thisss new boy that i meant is quite lovely. He holds the door open, he has GREAT table manners, grooms very very well, smells amazing, dresses amazing, never has a bad thing to say about anyone
AND... he accccidently slurped his juice at the restaurant and he excused himself! wow, a boy with manners
anyway i will chat more soon, i am trying to do an english paper right nowwww, maybe ill post it when its done, its quite interesting, im rather proud
to be continued
Monday, March 23, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
HAH!
gooood news, tons of good newwss
i AM going to montreal for march break
i FINALLLYYY have the dark brown hair i have always wanted
andddd
I GOT ACCEPTED TO CONCORDIAAAAAAAAA
so i shall live in montreal
im a little to stoked right now maybe...
i AM going to montreal for march break
i FINALLLYYY have the dark brown hair i have always wanted
andddd
I GOT ACCEPTED TO CONCORDIAAAAAAAAA
so i shall live in montreal
im a little to stoked right now maybe...
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
SHUT UP AND LISTEN
SO, i have had this trip to montreal plannnned with my dad for quite some time now.
Two days ago i got a phone call, a place in the mall, i had dropped a resume off there 4 effin months ago and NOW i get the call
Yeah, duh i know i need a job.... but i have hotels paid for and have had these plans for a long time, i would like to go. So i told mom i would bring that up at the interview but i would play that "oh i can call up and cancel if you need me right away," card. Mom flipped, then she got the idea of waiting to see if i get the job or not.. and then if i do..dont go montreal.... if i dont get the job go to montreal or if they cant let me know before my planned date of departure... then go to montreal.
i agggrreeeddd to this idea. 10 minutes later she FREAKS, screaming the EXACT plan we had just talked about at me. Telling me how stupid i am being.. and i was like mom.. you phsyco woman, i have already agreed to that plan, im not going to say ANYTHING about montreal unless she cant let me know if i have the job or not.. before i plan on leaving. If she says she can let me know soon... then bye bye vacation to montreal.
Just to addddd, allll my friends are going to Quebec or the dominican, anyway they will ALL be gone. Im not being a drama queen, they will seriously all be gone. So my march break will consist of sitting... by myself.... for an entire week.
Could mothers shut up and listen somtimes or is that just simply out of the question?
..to be continued.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
My first entry, this will probably be the longest most boring one...sorry
Well, where to begin?
My name is Callee ________ Luddington. You will find that it is rare that people fill in the blank that is my middle name. Why? Because I have not yet accepted the fact that I am stuck with THAT middle name. Im named after my father's side of the family twice.... what is thaaaat? I would like my middle name to be after my mother's mother but... as an infant I had no say; thanks for pipin' up mom... not.
I am pretty much a single child... its confusing. I have three brothers. As not to smear the private lives of these so called "brothers" on my blog i am going to create a code name, so i can explain their pricky-ness and all that it entails, without being contacted with angry emails; but hey that would be contact right? Dad+first wife= blood brother, now im calling this brother blood brother because he is my only true half brother, and just so happens to be the only brother I have not met. He lives in tiwan now....kids?wife?job?...alive? those I can not answer, what I can tell you is that I tried emailing him a long time ago. It worked for a while.. he wrote back, sent some pics... after about 5 emails, he stopped;never to talk to me again. Dad+wife2(a.k.a potato queen)= she already had a son, well call him fuck nut, for the simple fact that he is a complete fuck nut. I met him, thank god i was little, so i dont remember... oh i suppose i did see him at third brothers wedding, did he speak to me? no, why? He hates my father for reasons unknown, probably because of the potato queen. Dad+wife2 (still the potato queen)= adopt third brother. I am going to call him only brother, because he is the only one that does not suck huge camel balls. Only brother loves me, i love only brother and he has a little girl and a little boy, making me a proud aunt of 2, and a flippin sweet wife, so an awesome sister in law.
Dad+mom=me dad's first girl. I grew up with fighting parents, i was angry, i hated my mother, then really started hating them both. Then i hated where i was, and myself, finally in grade 11, they split up. Living in a house with a divorced couple, waiting for the house to be sold, is not a good time. After looking at house after house my mother and i finally found one. We did a lot of work to it. She gave me the entire basement as a room, i think it was an "im sorry things are shitty,will this help," gift. And i took it, my room is modeled after my favourite place on the earth, Paris France. I have an oddddd connection with that place, i was born in the wrong country for sure. Anyway, ive gotten used to divorce... im better but... it didnt start off that way.
When i first moved in with my mother, i was still daddy's little girl. Youre daddy's little girl until you find out that he tried to take your university funds, doesnt call and wont pay child support. Yeah.... now i know why mom was bitchy, sorry mom! Currently i am having some issues with my father... surprise surprise. I went through my rebel stage... cops...and what not, no drugs though! well... booze, but im doing much better now.
Now, im in my grade 12 year,at a school that pisssses me off, anyway. I have been accepted into my 2end choice university, im stoked but before i decide i NEED to here from #1 university, i must!!
So, as i get older, and prepare to leave im learning things. I will no longer trust anyone easily, ive been screwed over toooo many times. Boys are and forever will be assholes :) A loyal friend is HARD to find, i dont even know if ive found one.... i know im learning but i know i have a lot left to learn. Do to lack of a loyal friend, lots of friends... just not ones that im going to blab too, i have created this blog. nobody has to read it, i wont be offended but ill let you know that i am quite halarious.... and witty... and what not so, alothough this first blog was long and dry... this is not what my others will be..
you have to start off somewhere right?
Ok so, here i go blogging about my life from this point on.. so
callee is to be continued
My name is Callee ________ Luddington. You will find that it is rare that people fill in the blank that is my middle name. Why? Because I have not yet accepted the fact that I am stuck with THAT middle name. Im named after my father's side of the family twice.... what is thaaaat? I would like my middle name to be after my mother's mother but... as an infant I had no say; thanks for pipin' up mom... not.
I am pretty much a single child... its confusing. I have three brothers. As not to smear the private lives of these so called "brothers" on my blog i am going to create a code name, so i can explain their pricky-ness and all that it entails, without being contacted with angry emails; but hey that would be contact right? Dad+first wife= blood brother, now im calling this brother blood brother because he is my only true half brother, and just so happens to be the only brother I have not met. He lives in tiwan now....kids?wife?job?...alive? those I can not answer, what I can tell you is that I tried emailing him a long time ago. It worked for a while.. he wrote back, sent some pics... after about 5 emails, he stopped;never to talk to me again. Dad+wife2(a.k.a potato queen)= she already had a son, well call him fuck nut, for the simple fact that he is a complete fuck nut. I met him, thank god i was little, so i dont remember... oh i suppose i did see him at third brothers wedding, did he speak to me? no, why? He hates my father for reasons unknown, probably because of the potato queen. Dad+wife2 (still the potato queen)= adopt third brother. I am going to call him only brother, because he is the only one that does not suck huge camel balls. Only brother loves me, i love only brother and he has a little girl and a little boy, making me a proud aunt of 2, and a flippin sweet wife, so an awesome sister in law.
Dad+mom=me dad's first girl. I grew up with fighting parents, i was angry, i hated my mother, then really started hating them both. Then i hated where i was, and myself, finally in grade 11, they split up. Living in a house with a divorced couple, waiting for the house to be sold, is not a good time. After looking at house after house my mother and i finally found one. We did a lot of work to it. She gave me the entire basement as a room, i think it was an "im sorry things are shitty,will this help," gift. And i took it, my room is modeled after my favourite place on the earth, Paris France. I have an oddddd connection with that place, i was born in the wrong country for sure. Anyway, ive gotten used to divorce... im better but... it didnt start off that way.
When i first moved in with my mother, i was still daddy's little girl. Youre daddy's little girl until you find out that he tried to take your university funds, doesnt call and wont pay child support. Yeah.... now i know why mom was bitchy, sorry mom! Currently i am having some issues with my father... surprise surprise. I went through my rebel stage... cops...and what not, no drugs though! well... booze, but im doing much better now.
Now, im in my grade 12 year,at a school that pisssses me off, anyway. I have been accepted into my 2end choice university, im stoked but before i decide i NEED to here from #1 university, i must!!
So, as i get older, and prepare to leave im learning things. I will no longer trust anyone easily, ive been screwed over toooo many times. Boys are and forever will be assholes :) A loyal friend is HARD to find, i dont even know if ive found one.... i know im learning but i know i have a lot left to learn. Do to lack of a loyal friend, lots of friends... just not ones that im going to blab too, i have created this blog. nobody has to read it, i wont be offended but ill let you know that i am quite halarious.... and witty... and what not so, alothough this first blog was long and dry... this is not what my others will be..
you have to start off somewhere right?
Ok so, here i go blogging about my life from this point on.. so
callee is to be continued
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