Oh yeah, the other thing I remember from my dream last night is that even though I wasn't going to school, I was in class at one point (maybe before the other part). My physics teacher passed around this giant taranchula (even though it wasn't one, it was this neon yellow spider thing).
This really sucked. When I held it, it felt like being electrocuted by something squishy if you can imagine that. And other people squeezed it too hard, and squishy chunks of it would get broken off, though it stayed alive.
Blegh, that was really fucked up now that I think about it.