Infinite possibilities as well as sadness

Today was my first day back at work after my friend Laura came to visit me. I am very grateful that she came to visit. Its something that I definitely needed and I think she did too. I hope she had a great time. I think she did on the first day we went to San Francisco with Cindy, another friend of mine who was in town. We went to Hait and Ashbury or something like that. its a famous hippy area. My father knew what it was so it must go back to the 60s. We also went to Japantown and ate sushi.



Monday we went to Santa Cruz Boardwalk, ate fish and chips on the boardwalk and looked for sea lions. Laura got a chance to show her skills for taking pictures of kids. She is good man. Then we went to Monterey, but could not afford to go to the $22 aquarium so we walked around and took a nap on the hill by the beach in the sun. It was very relaxing. We talked about photography and if I will ever get a job in photo. She seems not to be worried. I guess some of us are just born with the condition. She is going to Korea for a year on a Fulbright so I guess her future is kind of bright that I need sunglasses. I also found out that a person that I do not necessarily get along with got a job and I do not even particulariy see this person as talented, but they are dedicated to the field so I guess that is good.



This is the photo that almost cost Laura and I our life. I was taking a picture of the lights and I told Laura to steer. I guess I forgot to say also be my eyes cause I am totally not looking at the road. Laura yelled Kim!?!?! and I slammed on my brakes. IT was kind of an adrenaline rush. But it would have been real dumb if I did wreck and I would have been pissed and not seen it as an adrenaline rush.



This last photo is just a bonus. Probably something that will never get published but I think a better representation of what I see and what beauty is. I hate that my photos never really make it to the public eye. I guess I have to have a gallery showing. I will work that out. I took this this past friday at a cheesy salsa expedition. There were a lot of talented salsa dancers there including this couple. There were also a lot of people that were out to just get drunk and dance. oh well. Dance if you must. Just don't make a fuss when I leave you in my dust. I could be a rapper. I am telling you I am the next girl rappa. You can just call me "Little Mama" :0P Right I am listening to I am beautiful by Christina Aguilera. It is cracking me up and writing this at the same time. Smile :0)

My brother graduated!

Hey! My brother graduated from high school and I am very proud of him, but I forgot to post the photos up on my blog. He is in Virginia right now working at Radioshack, his first job. This august he plans to attend Texas Southern University, a prominent black university or University of Houston, depending on who gives him the most money. The first picture is at hsi graduation party that we had for him at residence inn, where my uncle mike, aunt josyelnn, and dieitral were staying. The second photo. Well you can look at the rest and figure it out. :0P

Life is so interesting. Just when you think you know what is going to happen next, things hit you like an Anthony Hamilton song, Coming from where I'm From. I am enjoying my time California, but its almost like its not real. I have been working really hard on my photo story and my regular assignments at the Mercury News. Right now I am listening to Ghetto by Leela James. She has definite soul. I like her voice a lot. While I am here I am trying to not take myself to seriously. I think that is a disease that a lot of people are suffering from. Its quite an outbreak. I think that is when life stops being fun and the Lord knows that's not what I want. I can be many thing to many different kinds of people. That can be good or bad depending on how you want to look at it. Right now I am working on this photo story about Polynesian dancing. It is really cool. I love the hula dancing. Very provocative and it looks like a lot of fun. My friend Laura is coming to visit me from the 17th to the 19th and I want to go to ATL for the NABJ convention so I can pimp my self out to perspective bosses.

I was watching True Life on MTV about being a soldier and what it means to survive the Iraqi war. While some might come back with no physical damage, a lot of them come back with mental damage to where they can not even function in daily life. It was really sad and then they showed a guy that was in the special forces who had three of his limbs mangled by a mortar for tanks. It was really sad and it made me cry. Then I thought you know how sometimes when you cry you lick your tears as they trail down your face, if you drank your tears would is purify your heart?