Strange Dream

I can't remember exactly how but Danny, Rocky, Nhi To (WTF), Lena, and I got stranded at sea on a mattress. You know those scenes in movies where someone is about to fall off a speeding train or something and then the other person saves them? It was either while we were on the mattress or before however we ended up there, but danny was hanging off of the edge of something by a bare strand of duct tape screaming his head off, yelling to save a printer that was hanging off the edge of the speeding mattress or whatever contraption was suspending us in the air above the mattress. I manage to save him and yell, "we're stranded at sea, why would we need a mattress?" Somehow on my little motorola metro pcs phone we had gps and on it we saw the world map and were able to pin point exactly where in the world we were by displaying a world map and the map showed that we were floating northeast towards argentina, which in this dream for reason was in close proximity to france. Lena was being kind of greedy and saying, "let's go to france!" I forgot her reasons why, but I remember saying how we didn't know how long we were going to be floating on this mattress (the majority of the dream I kept asking myself how we were floating on a mattress at sea). At this point it was day, perfect weather and temperature with a tropical feel, and we could see surrounding islands, as well as the approaching argentinian coast. Actually, I think Lena was saying how we shouldn't go to Argentina because there was political turmoil there (I think that this speaks to the way in which dreams occur because I remember hearing about Argentina and having a surface understanding of the issues there from Andrew Mam and hearing it during school a bit in conversation, which in my opinion ultimately led to this knowledge surfacing in my dream and expressing itself through the speech of Lena), and I guess that this was enough to convince everyone that we should go to France. All of a sudden it turns to night and our mattress begins to sink and we all become butt naked. We're too far from the coast now so we start like swimming for brief stints to islands and hold onto them for a period of time until we catch our breath and then continue to the next island (these islands didnt have coasts, they were just like green mangrove type things with vines hanging off of them for us to hold onto) even though we couldnt swim all the way back to the argentinian coast the series of strange mangrove islands was enough to get us to the argentinian coast, which strangely enough had their airport fences situated RIGHT at the coast. Like there was beach sand and immediately after, the planes parked in the yard, while some are moving around in the back, a legit airport. Then it was 12:30 pm, Danny woke me up, I said FML because I was supposed to get up at 9 am to study and catch up in school. Woot.

blessed

8:39 PM Song - I whip my hair - Willow Smith (I showed Magdie because it was tripping me out how she's only 9 and talking about going to a party and stuff.

About two months ago my mom asked me if I wanted to go to puerto rico with her to visit my grandmother, and being that same busy person, I turned down my mom saying that I was two busy with the two jobs I was working and two summer school classes I taking taking. Instead my mom took my sister, who (although I'm not 100% certain, since not many things in this world are) didn't seem to appreciate the experience much and instead got faded on the beach and who knows what else. Two weeks later, my grandma passed away. I find it ironic that the sibling in our family who least appreciated what she had was the one who ended up heading out there with my mom. The way she talked about my grandmother she painted her to be some kind of lunatic. I understand that in her old age and many health problems that she might have not been completely there, but she presented my grandma in an almost satirical light saying stuff like, "she was being so loud, she asked the same question like 5 times." It was that experience that reemphasized the fact to me that when possible we have to grab hold of the opportunities that life presents us with sometimes. When I say, "when possible" I think that that's where the problem lies. Even I, someone who dreams in concrete (tries to make everything work out somehow and accomplish all my aspirations) have told myself that I wasn't being realistic when it came to accessing certain opportunities or pursuing certain things in my life.
About a month ago my mom was telling me how she palnned on going to visit Milwaukee to visit my aunt because she was having a family party. Being the busy person who's consumed with a million things all the time, I figured that going to Wisconsin to visit wouldn't be a possibility. Suddenly a part of me found myself in Puerto Rico at my grandma's death bed holding her lukewarm hand, I could my people's music and stories eminate from each pulse. But it was only a vision, a fantasy that would never be fulfilled, and that's when I knew that I would no longer pass an opportunity in life that does not come by often, ever again. So here I am, at the LA Airport waiting for my 10:34 pm flight to head back to the bay area. I took two different flights from Milwaukee->Chicago->here, and now I' trying to study for my two midterms and transition back into the life of a student. I am thankful for the opportunity to be here at this point in my life, this weekend was wonderful, and I feel like I got a great mix of family, friends, and a little Milwaukee bboy culture all in a day and a half. Thank you God for these opportunities and I hope to continue on through this semester muthafudgen killen it in academics, developing current friendships and building new ones, and most of all growing and learning as a person.