What are your dreams made of?

So...I had the weirdest dream last night. It was all of my stress coming out, I swear. So what I remember of it, I was going back to school at my old Jr. High. It has changed a lot since I have been there and I have seen the outside of it a few times. So during the whole dream I think my brain was trying to figure out what was old and what was new.
I was going back to school, and I had to take some of my 8th grade classes over again, which by the way is the grade that my brother is in. Everything was the same as it is now, I had my college degree already, but they wanted me to retake some classes...weird!! So I went in and found a councelor who actually is a lady I work with at the Care Center right now. And I asked her who MY councelor was. She sent me to a man, I don't remember his name. But when I walked into his office he had pictures of me and my friends back when I was in Jr. High dressed up for St. Patrick's Day. I use to go all out for it (I still do), but in these pictures, I was over the top...it was wierd seeing pictures of me when I was that young. But I didn't know him, I had never met this councelor in my life and yet he had pictures of me from 8 or 9 years ago. Kinda Crazy! Then he helped me find my class schedule...and I was walking to class just as I woke up.
I know this is pretty ALL OVER THE PLACE...but most dreams are!
And that folks...is what dreams are made of!
Allysa