Today I..

Went to the Beehive with Kayla, a girl I met Friday. I picked her up from her college and we decided to get coffee. The Beehive is everything a coffee house should be. The style is retro, with a ridiculous color scheme, bean bag chairs, and graffiti. If you're ever in Pittsburgh, that's where you should go. We had coffee and just talked. She's absolutely adorable and we like the same things. She's in Pre Med and hopes to be a surgeon and I'm in medical office. I like that because we can talk about it. I really hope this goes somewhere. Wish me luck? =D

What I've Been Learning

This is the skate park about 15 minutes away from my apartment. I've been trying to get out here every day that I have off work, and so far so good. I can handle the angles that I couldn't a week ago.

I met Paul here yesterday and he's helped me fix my stance and push off, and showed me how to start getting momentum on the half pipe. It's still pretty damn scary, but not nearly as bad as when I first started.

This is something I've wanted to start doing since before I can remember.

The Beginning

I don't know what to write. This is my first post, and this is as good as a start gets.

Hello world.

I'm sitting in my apartment writing this, watching Fox with Pepsi and Doritos. It's a flashback and I don't think I've done this in a long time. When I lived with my Dad, we would come home from school, grab our food, and watch countless hours of television. Remember Arthur, Clifford the Big Red Dog, and Austin City Limits? I loved those shows. I still love them, through all the things that have changed since then. I'm in college now, living in an apartment, and working in a mall. At work yesterday, I had the nicest customer that I can remember.

He was probably 8 years old. He said please and thank you, knew what he wanted, didn't tap on the glass, and didn't say "EXCUSE ME!" when he didn't get immediate service. I watched him leave, thinking, "Wow. That kid was brought up right." I watched him walk to Borders to his Mom and give his sister the ice cream he bought. The Mom bent down and helped the little girl roll up her sleeves while the boy went into the store and picked up a book. I almost walked over to the parent and told her what a great kid she has, and how he was the nicest customer we've had in a long time.

I wish I had.

I really think the kind ones like that need to know they're appreciated. I think we need to say hello to someone we pass in the street and hold open doors for them. I think we need to stop in the halls and say hello to old friends so we don't lose them. I think we need to take the time.