I was in an airplane. For some reason I was climbing from the tail to wings, trying to get back inside it. The plane was burning heavily, I finally managed to get inside and then it exploded. I woke up in my bed, took some clothes and turn on the radio. They told about an airplane that exploded and only survivor - me. I took a bottle of beer and wanted to sit on an armchair, wondering how I survived, but then my mother appeared and told me to go outside, as the weather just marvelous. I went outside, it was a summer evening, the sky was clear and it was warm. Then I was in forest with my two friends. I was accused of the plane tragedy and had to escape from special forces. There was a crashed plane nearby, presumably the same I was in. I went closer and found a black box, using some wires I managed to get information out of it. It transmitted through a communicator I had stripped to my belt. A pilot said that he couldn't save all the people, and that he was responsible for the tragedy. I unplugged black box and went to my friends, telling them about it. We sat down in silence, then I started singing "It's new age, everything changes and won't be the same!"
I was in school. With my friend and three other dudes we were designated to a contest of some kind, but after sixth hour in school. People were anxious of biology and another subject with a strange and mean teacher. I was writing some test, then that teacher appeared and told everyone to sing.