These dreams are the closest thing to recurring nightmares I have. It's either in high school or college and I'm purposely cutting classes only to arrive at the end of the semester and find out I'm getting a zero or flunking the final exam.

The thing is I was always diligent about attending my classes in real life. Unless I was sick I was usually there. But in these dreams, it's the same thing every time. What's weird is these dreams always take place in a very strange "remix" of my old schools. Like I once envisioned my old high school with hallways that resembled a mall.

I don't know if it's because I have a guilty conscience or what but I wake up frantically only to discover I've graduated and therefore have nothing to worry about (at least on that front)