Going to class takes forever

Some time in Aug '13.

I was in a departmental store scooping some ice cream. Some ice cream were pilled onto a tray to be served to customers, while some were given to little children. The ice cream came in pastel colours with added rainbow sprinkles. Then I realized I had to go to class. I walked down the escalator, felt a little lost because I can't exactly remember where my class was. Luckily I found a classmate, Annie. I followed her up another escalator, passed some shops into a small lane that lead to more shops. Annie turned into a glass paned shop that was filled with computers and other students. It's the computer lab...which wasn't my destination, so we parted.

As I was walking back to the escalator, I bumped into two other friends. We were all lost with the same objective. To go to class. We went up another level into a small lane of residential units. This place no longer looked like the shopping mall, it was a low cost apartment with narrow walkways that only two people could walk side-by-side. Two more lost people joined us. We were walking in a single file as many residents were hanging around outside their units smoking, watching us, or just chilling.

It didn't felt like we were going to class. That time I really didn't know where were we heading..we just kept walking, no communication, following in a single line..like ants..No matter how many corners we turned, didn't seem like we were going anywhere....such a pointless dream..