Airplanes

I couldn't sleep a few nights ago.
When I finally drifted off to sleep, I had a strange dream.
I was with a group of people my age. They were either classmates, band friends, or people I know from somewhere or met from someplace. We were going on a trip to somewhere towards the East. We had to take two planes, one was a stop-over flight. We boarded the first airplane, with no problems. We got to the second airport, and I remembered being in a large hanger that had no roof. Somehow, the airplane we were boarding ran out of space inside the plane, so a couple of my...mates and I decided to ride on TOP of the airplane. I remember I was sitting on top of the nose, and a female friend of mine was sitting behind me somewhere. I had the box of colored pencils with me, and I had paper too. I think I was drawing somethingfor someone, but I can't remember. The airplane took off, and I kept my balance on the plane, but then I was the first person to fall off the plane. The colored pencils fell first, then I did, then my friend. We had a soft and lucky landing becaue we weren't too far off the ground. The airplane flew off without us. Then there were Jeeps heading towards us filled with band parents. Next thing we know, we were being herded somewhere else. And that's all I remember.