Mm. Had the dream, not even in college yet.
Last year - bio final. Our school does finals as blocks (1 1/2 hours) on the last 3 days of school: you come in for your exam (1st, 2nd, or 3rd), take it, go home. They distribute a nifty li’l packet with the schedules for all exams to all the students. I promptly lost this packet. Bio teacher tells us that our final is, say, day 2 of finals, 2nd period. Great. Note: I was in a pre-IB class, which was ranked as Honors level, but wasn’t the regular H class.
Day 2 of exams. I’m up fairly early, review my notes, great, I’m totally ready for the exam, visions of A’s dance in my head and all. Get online. I’m chatting with a friend online (then, a senior), and ask him if he has a copy of the exam schedule - I’m not positive what room it’s in. “Hey, you’re in Bio H, it says it was first period today”. “No, I’m in MYP bio.” “Yeah, it says Bio H/MYP, 1st pd.”
Oh, crap. I call the school - they have the same thing written down, but I’m sure the teacher said 2nd period. I wait, the most excruciating wait of my life. Haul ass up to school as soon as I can, head straight to the room that was printed in the booklet. No one there. Kay, I sorta remembered to breathe.
HEad to our normal class room. No one there. My reaction: Ooooh, shiiiiit. I just missed a final.
Luckily, I had the common sense to check the rest of the bio rooms - we were right next door. Got a 98 on the exam, though - maybe the stress did pay off. But yeah, that’s been the source of many a nightmare.