I have a recurring dream every so often where I skipped a science class all semester and didn’t seem to even know I was in the class, and then I had to learn everything for finals so I could graduate.
Ha. That must be fun.
One of my friends in grad school had the apotheosis of this dream, I think. She walked into orals in the dream, and her advisor told her, ‘Kelly, instead of British literature, we’re going to test you on General Relativity. And please welcome our special examiner for today, Professor Einstein.’ Enter Albert. End dream.