Last night I had a dream about my psych midterm. We got to lab today (in the dream) and our grades were listed by our student number on a huge overhead. I only got 10 questions right out of 45, and I was really really upset, so I went to talk to my professor about it. I started to cry and he said he felt really sorry for me.

So he took me to Mars.

Yeah. 

Luckily, I did not get a 10/45. I got an A. But I didn’t get to go to Mars.