• Meeting Abroad



    When my wife and I moved to Jacksonville after purchasing our home through Adams Homes, we didn’t expect to take to the city so quickly. We both came from different backgrounds. My wife grew up in New York, so she was used to living the big city life and hopping from one station to the next to make her destination. She was quick paced, loud and very opinionated. I, on the other hand, was raised in California. I’m more laid back, beachy and casual. Yet, we somehow click. Why? I’m not sure exactly. I guess the whole opposites attract thing might be true and maybe we just balance each other out.
    daeguWe actually didn’t even meet in the US. We both taught abroad for a year. I was teaching English and she was teaching Science in Daegu, South Korea. That’s how we met. At first, she didn’t like me. I think it was my poetic charm, but she’ll tell you it was my aloof nature that first put her off. But, she eventually succumbed to my witty banter. Not really. I made a fool of myself one night when I get really drunk and she took me back home. She spent the night on the sofa and made sure that I didn’t choke on my own throw up. Amanda did the same thing for her roommate in college, so I think it was sort of a sign that she was meant to take care of me and I her. I woke up and she had cooked up some pancakes, eggs and bacon. She said, “You’re going to need to eat with the amount you threw up last night.” Never had I ever fallen harder for someone than I did Amanda. I had never met anyone who would have done that for me. I have done it for several friends, but I have never had it reciprocated.

    CadburyI sent her flowers to class and she hated me for bringing attention to her like that, but I just thought it was a nice gesture. So, my fight to get her attention was going to need more input. I added her on Facebook and went through her profile to find something that she truly loved. And I found it. She loved Cadbury’s chocolate. And unfortunately, we didn’t get any in South Korea, so I ordered them online and had them shipped. Sure, they were melted by the time they got to me, but I put them in the fridge and they were better than they were. I put them in a basket for her with balloons and set it in front of her door. I knocked on the door and hid around the corner. Her face lit up when she saw the chocolates. I came around the corner and she had gone back into her room. I gave up. There was no way I was going to win this girl’s heart. As I was walking out of the building, I heard the clicking of boots against the floor behind me. I turned around and found that I was quickly falling to the ground with Amanda on top of me. We landed on grass, thankfully. And she thanked me for the chocolates because they were favorites. We spent the day on the grass eating chocolates and we’ve been together ever since.

  • When I Became a Hairstylist for a Few Years

    When I Became a Hairstylist for a Few Years

    Blog Update, Goals, Life

    mcupload_56fdac9a13c0bI was born and raised in Dallas. My father owned a truck company that I had no interest in. I was far more interested in the wigs, coats, jewelry and makeup my mother wore when my parents went out on dates. I used to dress up in her clothes and try on her makeup when they went out. My Mom didn’t have to work, but she hated being home all day. My sisters and I would do chores around the house, so she didn’t have to do anything outside of making dinner, which my older sister, Stephanie, took over anyways. So, my mother decided to work to make some extra money to spend on the family or herself. Because I was the youngest and I didn’t go to school yet, my mother would take me to the salon with her. I got to see how much effort went into beauty. It wasn’t about being naturally beautiful, it was all about how well you were put together and how you carried yourself.

    After I got enrolled at school, I didn’t get to visit the salon much, so I used to make use of the Barbie dolls my sister had in their rooms. I used to give them head-to-toe makeovers. I even dyed the doll’s traditional blonde hair a few times. I even took to sewing little outfits on them because I was bored of the clothes they had and most of the clothes had been ripped apart during tantrums my sister, Lacey, would throw. My Dad caught me playing with them one day and he beat me for playing with dolls. He said it wasn’t manly and that I needed to become a man. He sent me to military summer school every summer after that. And when I turned 12, he sent me to military boarding school. He was hoping it would make me more of a man, but I don’t think it helped. If anything, I learned more about myself because of that than anything.

    1134-aI ran away from school when I was 16 and I moved in with my grandmother in Miami. I went to beauty school and I became a hairstylist for a few years with Aqua Hair Extensions and their 100% human hair tape ins. They helped me find my way and I have since opened my own salon in Wilton Manors. I opened a salon and spa there because I wanted to offer more than just hairstyling. I wanted to offer beard trimming, facials, manicures, pedicures, waxing, massages and even tanning. I have been happy ever since. I eventually forgave my father for sending me to military school, and I think he eventually saw the error of his ways even if we didn’t talk about me very much. He was just happy that I was healthy and that I had a stable career.

  • Moving Down to Fort Lauderdale

    Moving Down to Fort Lauderdale

    Blog Update

    NYUI first left home when I was leaving for college at the age of 21. I had received a full scholarship to New York University, and I wasn’t going to let that chance of a lifetime slip by. As much as my parents wanted me to stay in Chicago, I wanted to move. Not because I wanted to move away from them, but because I wanted to learn to live on my own.

    McDonalds for LifeI had been working since I was 15 at a McDonald’s until about a couple months ago. I started off as a busboy before becoming a cashier. And before that I used to mow lawns, walk dogs and work the paper trail in the neighborhood. I wanted to have pocket money so that I could spend it on whatever I wished.

    Moving to Fort LauderdaleAnyways, I studied biology while I was in Chicago to get my bachelor’s degree. Then, I moved to start my adventures in New York. I spent four years at NYU studying dentistry. I then moved back to Chicago for my residency. I worked under a brilliant alumni of NYU who had set up shop in Chicago. I wanted to learn everything I could from him, and he became my mentor. I spent three years there before deciding to move again. I loved Chicago, but I needed to spread my wings and find new experiences. I got a job offer in Fort Lauderdale and in Dallas. I didn’t want to head to Texas because I just knew it wasn’t the place for me. And Florida just seemed like the perfect tropical paradise that I wanted to be in.

    I contacted a realtor and found myself a cute little two-bedroom condo in Downtown Fort Lauderdale. I flew down to Florida and signed the papers because I was thoroughly convinced that I had found my nest. The next thing I did was to call Top Notch Movers, I found them online and it took just one call to convince me to go with them. They offered me a really good price for the move, and I knew it was just the right thing to do. They came to me and picked up my things. I was going to drive down along with them. I had never had the opportunity to drive through the US and I wanted to add that onto my bucket list of things I had done.

  • Born & Raised in Dallas

    Born & Raised in Dallas

    Blog Update, Life

    I was born and raised in Dallas. My father immigrated to the US from Serbia when he was 8 years old. My grandparents wanted to move away and give their children a better chance at life. They didn’t believe there was anything for them in Serbia. My mother was born and raised in New York. Her great grandparents had left Poland to come to America, so she didn’t even know anything before America. My parents met in high school after my mother’s parents had decided to leave New York because my grandfather had been offered a much better job in Dallas.

    Starry NightMy mother says that she didn’t like my father at first because he was never paying attention in class and instead he was always drawing something. One day she sat next to him and saw that he was drawing “Starry Night.” Van Gogh is my mother’s favorite artist, and he is my father’s favorite artist as well. They got their exam papers back that day and my father had a higher grade than my mother, which took her by surprise. Her opinion of him totally changed, so when he turned around and caught her looking at him, that’s when he asked her to prom. He handed her the drawing and it read, “Be my companion this starry night?” The theme for prom was “A Night Under the Stars,” and his “proposal” was clever, my mother thought.

    Our Prom NightMy father on the other hand tells the story differently. He apparently didn’t care much for his history class, the class he shared with my mother, but he was entranced by the red-haired beauty that was my Mom. But, my father, like me, was very shy and couldn’t just walk up to her. Instead, he watched her. He noticed that her bag had several different artist pins on it and her notebook had Van Gogh’s self-portrait on the cover. He figured she must really like art, so he decided to ask her out by drawing Van Gogh’s “Starry Night” just for her. He didn’t realize that by the time he had built up the courage to hand it to her that it was time for prom. So, when she said, “Yes, I will go to prom with you,” my father’s jaw dropped. He rushed to buy tickets right after class and he began planning their prom night. He picked her up in his car, got her a corsage and took her to prom. They left prom early that night because he wanted to show her his favorite spot. He drove up to Klyde Warren Park and they laid on the grass and stared at the stars.

    Two years later, my mom was pregnant with yours truly and they were moving to a home of their own. They had called Hercules Movers and Packers to handle all their belongings because my Dad didn’t want my Mom straining herself or stressing out. He handled everything and didn’t let her lift a single finger while she stayed with my grandparents.

  • A Little Background

    A Little Background

    Blog Update

    Hello, my name is Thomas Gould. Welcome to my website. I started the website as part of my company. I used to be a truck driver for many, many years, and I decided that I wanted to be a business owner. I have been driving trucks since I was 19 years old. I started off working for my uncle’s company in Jupiter, Florida. I was set to go to college at New York University in the fall on a full scholarship because I ran track. But, I got injured my last run of the season. I tore my anterior cruciate ligament. I had to have surgery and rehabilitation, but I would miss my chance to go to college. So, I got a job until I could figure out what I was going to do with my life.

    TravlingI couldn’t go to college because I was traveling from place to place so often, so I decided that I would work and save up my money until I could take a few classes here and there. And that’s exactly what I did. I enrolled at a community college and took a class a semester that was once a week. My uncle understood that I wanted to do more with my life, which is why he gave me some leeway when it came to classes. I had saved up all my money for two years, and I decided to take a couple months off FSUfrom work to focus on my classes. I got my associate’s degree a year later, and I decided to go back to working for my uncle while I took a class or two online at FSU. I chose to major in business management and get a minor in psychology.

    After about a year, there were no online classes that I could take and I needed to move to Tallahassee for a couple of years. So, my uncle gave me the chance to go when he offered to cover half of my tuition. My parents would pay for my dorm, and all I had to do was get a job to have pocket money. The other half of my tuition was covered by financial aid. I got my degree in a year and a half. From there, I moved back home and worked for my uncle again. He brought me into the office this time around and taught me the ways of the business. Five years on from that, I decided to open up shop for truck sales across Florida. And this is my website.

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