(time) travelers

hello hello.

it is i, elma joy
here to blog all about the happenings of my life in sd.

silence is not golden

for the past weeks i have lost my voice. mute, silent, listening.
i tend to lose my voice like that every once &a while but this time was the worst.
this is because of all the fires going on.
i couldnt say - anything.
i couldnt really answer my phone, call people to ask them how they were &i couldnt tell people that i was okay.
turns out my family in chula vista was getting ready to evacuate.
&all this time i couldnt do anything - sitting pretty, breathing bad air in la jolla.

tough

but the fires are over (thank God)
&as much as id like to put it all behind,
i think we should all reflect of the effect of the fires on all of us in sd, the oc, &everywhere else that was affected by the fires.
most of all,
its time to be resilient.

photography
art reflects life


the "matte film" polaroid series
essence caught on film

photoblog.
"from mexican food to mexico"

saturday, november 3, 2007

reunited once again. eljemir!
after a seemingly long break of maybe two weeks,
the stuckinsd-ers reunited in chula vista to drown midterm/homework sorrows
in good food, good company, and some present shopping.
first, we ate mexican food at vlad's favorite place.
thanks to vlad &jenny i looked like a heffer
because they shared a carne asada fries
while it looked like i had one to myself. >_<

the u.s. border AKA the thin line between chula juana &tijuana
heading off south (way south) to the las americas outlets
our plans were thrown out the window.
not heeding freeway signs but our poor directional intuition
we successfully &acidentally crossed the border into tj!
after much screaming, failed phone calls, &hyperventilation
with minimal pedestrian anger &honking.
i managed to drive my prius sucessfully through the city
&back to the freeway to our sorely missed "u-s-of-a"

patience is the essence of crossing the border
over the course of our hour &a half wait Eljemir talked.
we talked politics, school, life stories, music, romance, fiction...
&we took pictures of a world that was so close in proximity to our own
but so different.

its amazing how national borders are
made by man.
we are separate and definately not equal.
is equality even possible?

coming back
to the story.
we crossed back into the u.s. only after meeting a mean border patrol man.
"mercado" - we have a score to settle with you.
jenny got back with a ucsd id card &vlad with his drivers license.
but mercado was mean about them being born in PI &not here.
anywho. we were just glad to be back
&the first thing we wanted to do was
go north to celebrate! :]

the night is young &so are we
when we pulled up to Jia's house we all called to use the bathroom.
we literally would of pissed our pants from excitement
but thankfully (for my car) we made it to a restroom.
(haha)
after waiting for Jenny to get over Jia's bathroom scale
that says that you weigh zero pounds
we headed to pick up Ace.

first stop, hillcrest to visit the "secret store" aka buffalo exchange &flashbacks.
after debating over the moustache selection Jia decides to resist. (joke)
but Jenny did end up with some pretty awesomely loud tights. :]

then off to downtown for cheesefries, lime-ade, &ice cream.
note: hanson played at the house of blues -hanson still exists.
can you say "mmbop!"?

its been a long day.
back in chula vista.
dropped by otay ranch towne center to check out the ORHS homecoming dance
which was held in the food court somehow.
&barnes &noble to peek at the new postsecret.
then eventually we all ended up in our respective
"home sweet homes"

THANKFULLY STUCK IN SD,
elma joy