When gorillas attack

A group of friends from the study abroad program in Costa Rica and I were taking a guided nature walk, and we came upon a section of field/forest where many other tour groups were tracking gorillas. This was apparently not very difficult, as many groups were surrounded by gorillas and being way less than careful with them. Some were feeding them, others were teasing them, and it generally felt unsafe. There weren't any regulations and essentially the tourists were doing as they pleased. (note: these animals were gorillas, but they were about the size of a chimp)

Before we had begun the tour, our guide had offered us to scent ourselves with a pheromone mixture that would attract and make the gorillas more likely to come up to us, and most of us had refused this opportunity because it sounded pretty dangerous. Except for one friend, my current apartment mate, who dipped her hand in it.

While we continued to walk, this particular friend got ahead of the group and was walking about 10 feet ahead of everyone else. All of a sudden, a gorilla came charging at her and rammed her to the ground. Another gorilla followed and attacked her from another side. Everyone around us stopped what they were doing, including me, and stood in shock wondering how to respond to the attack. The guide, so called expert, was refusing to do anything saying that if more people got involved more people would get hurt but I immediately dismissed that approach. Watching my friend go through this was incredibly scary and I couldn't just stand there and watch her get hurt. So I jumped and fell by her side, saying "Don't die! Please don't die!" and holding her head. I noticed she had been bitten on her left wrist and bright red blood was coming out. In the middle of this, one of the gorillas who had first attacked was making his way over to charge at me, when out of nowhere an old friend of mine grabbed him and stopped the impact. The gorilla went away and I looked up at him and had one of those "wow, my hero!" moments. Unfortunately, this is an old friend who I despise.

At some other points in the dream, I remember three things: one, a lot of my friends were TV show stars and my mom was asking me how come I wasn't one yet and she encouraged me to find out if I could become one; two, a group of friends from Duke Engage and I went shopping with my mom but one couldn't afford anything more than $10, so we were looking at $7jeans; and three, with the Costa Rica group we were taking a vacation, our families came along and I remember my family stayed in this large Caribbean plantation-style home that was very very nice except for a leaky roof which messed us up when it rained, and anyway this group of friends and I took a jeep out to find a remote beach. We found one with some whales in it that had dolphin-like fins, and one of the girls in the group (who looked like two people I know) decided to jump in and she turned into a dolphin and swam with the whales.