And I’m going to write about it down below, before I forget it. 

Remember coffee shop girl? Yeah I haven’t seen or heard from her in weeks. I figure she’s busy or something. Classes, all that stuff. 

Anyway, so in my dream I get on… well I’m not sure anymore but it makes most sense as a school bus. The kind of school bus I grew up with in Jakarta, and that this is apparently how I’m getting home from university. 

I’m towards the back of the bus, and before the bus leaves a friend comes in with a girl. He’s an old friend from my hotel school days. Really nice guy, rather great DJ for House music, and I visited him in Phuket last year. And when he gets on this bus with this girl, it’s the kind of obnoxious PDA that makes everyone stare, but they’re so into each other, making out right there, that they don’t care. And that’s when I realize that it’s coffee shop girl. 

Well, we get home, and apparently I have two roommates, including this Thai guy. The other is also from my hotel school days, probably one of the people I liked least, and I really liked most people. He was half Croatian, half UAE, and he was really… annoying. He wasn’t dumb, but kind of burly and obnoxious and presumptuous. He was easy to offend, took it personally, and got in several pointless fights. 

But I chat with him while we notice our other friend apparently gets lucky. They come out the next morning, freshly showered, and say something about the classes I’m currently taking… 

Weird. Very weird.