Class of 2025 (2025 HSC CHAT) (52 Viewers)

[bigupsanky]

all i wanna say is: drake is the greatest artist ever

 

[lolcti]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

 

[reniiiblaseee]

HOW U KNOW I CAME TO AUSTRALIA BY BOAT 6 YRS AGO

its clearly fucking obvious u try to use american lingo

 

[quokka]

do you like my signature @bigupsanky let it be a constant reminder that ur gay

 

[bigupsanky]

do you like my signature @bigupsanky let it be a constant reminder that ur gay

fuck yall fr imma have my get back

 

[quokka]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

 

[reniiiblaseee]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

see im the host cuz i own u

 

[bigupsanky]

its clearly fucking obvious u try to use american lingo

cuz saying mate arvo and servo and allat is weird

 

[bigupsanky]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

can u put me in top boy story instead

 

[reniiiblaseee]

cuz saying mate arvo and servo and allat is weird

bc back in thailand they dont say that

 

[quokka]

cuz saying mate arvo and servo and allat is weird

cuz we arent from america mate

 

[quokka]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

im actually dying what does my heart skipping correlate with kat eating chilli

 

[bigupsanky]

bc back in thailand they dont say that

nah im not from thailand otherwise my gender would say female

 

[ManicPixie]

peak hsc psychosis: i go onto bos to see if anyone else is kinda cooked for bio and instead there’s fanfiction being written in real time

 

[parmesean]

unc i found out next year im at the arts campus in paddington should i kms

WYD OVER THERE

 

[bigupsanky]

but drake surpassed nirvana, michael jackson, ac/dc, metallica, everybody stop hating on him he better than ur top 5 @its_ace21 u can take it from here

 

[quokka]

WYD OVER THERE

EDUCATION IS THERE IM SO SAD I THOUGHT ID BE AT KENSINGTON

 

[Kat.crazi]

The sun blazed over the golden sands of the Love Island villa, casting a warm, almost magical glow over the chaos that was about to unfold. @Kat.crazi strutted across the beach, sunglasses sliding down her nose, as @reniiiblaseee waved dramatically from the poolside, shouting something about loyalty tests and “the ultimate coupling ceremony.”

@bigupsanky , flexing his impossibly toned arms, squinted at the horizon. “I swear I just saw @quokka staring at someone… no, someone special,” he muttered, gripping his coconut water with intensity usually reserved for final challenges.

And there she was: @lolcti , sitting atop a sun lounger with a parasol tilted just so, eyes scanning the chaos with a smirk. Every head turned. Even @parmesean , who was busy juggling three pineapples for reasons nobody could explain, stopped mid-spin. Hearts raced. Sparks… or maybe just the reflection of the sun… but definitely sparks.

@quokka approached her slowly, confidence radiating. His hair glinted like a solar flare, and his eyes locked onto Lolcti like she held the secret to winning the entire villa. “Lolcti,” he said, voice low but full of dramatic flair, “I’ve been through challenges, recouplings, and immunity weeks… but none of it compares to you.”

Lolcti raised an eyebrow, flipping her hair with perfect timing. “Is that what you tell everyone, or just me?” she teased, a playful grin tugging at her lips.

@quokka stepped closer, the sand crunching beneath his feet. “No one. Only you. Only you make my heart do that weird skipping thing, like when @Kat.crazi tried to eat that raw chili on a dare. Only you.”

@Kat.crazi , hearing her name, flailed dramatically, arms waving like she was trying to summon an imaginary storm. “Did someone say my name? I’m involved?!”

@reniiiblaseee rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide the tiny smile forming. “Focus, people. This is the pivotal moment. @bigupsanky , get your coconut ready — this could be a coupling-level disaster.”

@quokka finally reached Lolcti, their eyes locking in a way that made Parmesean drop a pineapple and immediately pick it up with exaggerated flair. “I don’t just want to be near you,” Quokka said. “I want to win with you. I want the villa to know — you’re the only one I’m choosing in this madness.”

Lolcti’s smirk softened into a grin, and for a moment, the villa went silent — waves crashing, birds cawing, Kat.Crazi screaming something about a “plot twist.” She leaned forward, dramatically brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Quokka… you’re ridiculous. And maybe… just maybe… I like ridiculous.”

The rest of the villa exploded in cheers. BigUpsanky fainted dramatically onto a chaise lounge. Reniblase clutched his chest as if overcome by romance. Kat.Crazi jumped into the pool fully clothed. Parmesean… well, Parmesean juggled pineapples like a champion.

And there they stood, Quokka and Lolcti, locked in their chaotic, over-the-top villa romance — sparks flying, hearts racing, and the kind of drama that would make the Love Island narrator weep tears of pure joy.

Because in this villa, love wasn’t calm, it wasn’t simple — it was big, messy, ridiculous, and utterly unforgettable.

 

[reniiiblaseee]

peak hsc psychosis: i go onto bos to see if anyone else is kinda cooked for bio and instead there’s fanfiction being written in real time

i should study bro

 

[parmesean]

EDUCATION IS THERE IM SO SAD I THOUGHT ID BE AT KENSINGTON

What da faq theres education at kensington