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I listen to the air freshenar on the wall. I know I spelled it wrong and I beat my head against the table because of that. The lady in front of me sits at a computer doing nothing. Actually taking a test. But what kind of test? I ask now...she said to shut up you prat. There you have it. The lady in front of me is taking a shut up you prat test. The boy to her right is playing a computer game. He comes here everyday. Everyday. He has no life. I listen to the sticky sound this very keyboard makes and it annoys me. I watch the emoticons to the left on my screen move around. I stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then stop, then move, then I must go.