Setting: Crowded cafeteria. Focus in on very long cafeteria table consisting of sleep-deprived, lifeless IB students.
[A group of baggy-eyed students freak out simultaneously whilst trying to eat, speak, and whine.]
Generic IB Student: Oh em gee. I’m going to fail the test next period!!
Other Generic IB Student: What?! YOU’re going to fail? If you’re going to fail, then we all fail miserably.
Generic IB Student: Zomgsh stop. I am going to fail.
Other Generic IB Student: But you’re smart. It’s impossible for you to fail.
Generic IB Student: Nu-uh. I am going to fail.
Other Generic IB Student: No you’re not. I’m going to fail.
Generic IB Student: No. I’M going to fail.
Other Generic IB Student: No. I’M…
[20 or so minutes pass by. Yes, they continue arguing about the above. For 20 minutes. It's dreadfully boring to watch/hear that transpire for 20 minutes. Believe me. 20 MINUTES!]
Generic IB Student: ZOMGSH. DID I DO MY TOK HOMEWORK???