In this dream, I am taking an advanced mathematics course. With the kids from Gossip Girl. Who are much better at advanced mathematics than I. (At some point, Blair Waldorf may even step in to teach the course.)
The dog wakes me up, and I square his visit to the backyard and to his foodbowl away and then get back to sleep.
In this dream's continuation, a kind person from my college's mathematics department helps me actually learn the math I need to know in order to pass the five-question examination before me.