I'm asleep. I suddenly imagine myself in school. I'm pissed of at something i cant put my finger on. Theres a group of students out in the yard (its lunchtime) One techer says something at me, and I lead the whole school on strike on our grass pitch. We sit down in protest against the war in Iraq. People who walk out the school gates get shot. I, as the leader go to arbitrate. I walk home eat lunch come back up to school and resume the protest. That's all I remember.