Post by CALLUM NATHANIAL WOLFE on Jul 5, 2012 20:51:04 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; background-image: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/34fb0ns.jpg);-moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 4px ridge #cbc5ca, bTable][tr][cs=2] callum nathanial wolf. twenty-five. local. drew van acker. | |
[rs=2] | Hey there, my name is Callum Nathanial Wolfe Jr. People tend to call me as Cal or Nate, so feel free to do as you wish with my name. Ah, where to begin? I guess I can start off by saying I was born here in Orange County. My mom is Kristine Wolfe and my dad is Callum Nathanial Wolfe Sr. Yeah, they call me Junior sometimes too, so you've got another option open for a nickname. My dad has always been pretty influential with the little town I live in since he is the local pastor. If you recognize me, you've probably seen me, I usually sit up front with my mom. Okay, so i'll start off with my childhood. Mom and Dad say I was very odd because I never spoke at the beginning. I can only imagine how creepy I must have seen. When I finally did start to learn, everything came out wrong. When they took me to the doctor, my parents found out that my ears were draining so all the fluid in there kept me from hearing correctly. I wasn't so quiet once I could actually hear thing. According to my parents, I wouldn't keep my mouth shut after that. I spend most of my childhood pretending to be superheroes with a neighbor I had. I can't even tell you how many bed sheets into capes I ruined. Mom was a scary person when she found out you got mud or dirt all over her favorite linens. Come 6th grade and everything changed. I fell in love with my English teacher. She was the sweetest and most beautiful woman you would ever meet. I'd always seen her in church and she would greet me, but I hadn't been in love with her til I was in her homeroom class. I would sit with my neighbor, claiming I was too grown up for playing superhero, and tell him that I was going to marry Miss Jessica Henderson. I was sure of it. You see, I wasn't the only one who had a crush on her, other boys did too. But she didn't look at them the way she did me. Oh, no no no. She gave me those sparkly eyes that I had seen some girls give me when they wanted a chocolate bar or wanted me to push them on the swing. Well, that all ended soon. She came to church one day with her fiance and asked my dad to marry them. HEARTBREAK. I told my mom I wouldn't eat. Ever. I was going to drown in my sorrow and leave myself for the vultures. Yeah, that didn't last long. I started to hit puberty soon and girls became more and more attractive to me. And guess what? I was one of the ones they came to. I knew I was good looking and seeing them make googly eyes at me only assured me that I could have them wrapped around my little finger if I wanted to. But, I didn't. I mean, I kissed girls and told them I loved them when we whispered over the phone late nights when we were supposed to be asleep, but I didn't actually love them. High school came and I was one of the popular jocks that ruled the school. I continued to move from girl to girl. People said things about me, but I didn't give a rat's ass. They were the ones who came to me, so why would I reject them. High school was fun. It was great. Cheerleaders. Football games. Cheerleaders. Straight A's. Oh, and cheerleaders. I said that already? Sorry, good memories. Was I what? Was I one of those jerk jocks that bullied people? Uhm. Well I was a jock and yeah, I was a jerk. But I didn't bully people. No no. I was actually pretty nice. My mom had always gotten me to sing in the congregation during church when I was younger so I even joined the drama club. Except that summer. My dad called me when I was at one of my friend's grad parties and told me to hurry to the hospital. One of my own friends who'd left the party earlier had hit her on the road when he lost control. She'd only lasted a day before she was gone. Everything changed. I threw my scholarship and found my dad's overzealous faith to be utter bullshit. I left town to the first university that had excepted me and lived in a sort of slump for a year and a half. I think I was twenty when I finally came back home and patched things up with my dad. It was a very emotional time when I apologized so I won't give you the details on that. I'm not going to lie, it was hard to come back home and know my mom wouldn't be around. But, what death is hard to deal with. I transferred my grades over and enrolled in the local university for my last two years. I majored in music, since I had always been a fan of it. I was actually a pretty decent singer. Dad had talked to some guys he knew and got me a job at Disneyland which was pretty fun. I was just a guide. I guess the hardest part was the training I had to go through before becoming one. Oh, and it get's so hot sometimes. Now to the present. I still work at Disneyworld and stay at an apartment close by. I go visit my dad when I can. I'm not so sure what I'm looking for right now. There are a lot of things. I managed to get some acting classes in college and doing soem private ones now when I was recommended by one of the other workers at Disney and for the past year, I've been undergoing a training. I'll be tested soon and if I do good, you may be looking at Flynn Rider's understudy. Yeah, i have to wear a wig and stuff, but it's pretty cool seeing how excited kids get. I suppose if you want some free tickets just bake me something or buy me a drink one night. Time to go, then. Training awaits! |
Charming. Laid-Back. Impulsive. ------------------------------- Selina - Smiles |
