i’m getting better at skating. although “better” is a relative term since everyone has their own criteria but as far as i’m concerned, i’m not exactly groping the walls anymore so that’s one baby step to progress.

on that saturday, jeff rented a pair of skates so he could “walk in my shoes,” so to speak. or rather, skate in them so he’d know what it feels like for me. long story short, he said it wasn’t his thing. that he’ll always be a roller blades kind of guy because it’s just so much better, not to mention easier.

for some reason, that always gets to me. the fact that roller blades are harder. there’s something about it that brings out the rebel in me which makes me want to be really good at them which makes me want to love my moxis even more. maybe it’s the challenge. either that or i could just be a stubborn little biatch.

dropped by his parent’s house ‘coz they wanted to see raven. shane with his donald trump mask. lol.

*raven at 5 months old