Class of 2025 (2025 HSC CHAT) (34 Viewers)

[bigupsanky]

YO this is what kbot fans are on on a daily basis like wtf

svad is right i cant use ai cuz of the water im just gonna copy and paste colleen hoover as my response View attachment 49980

 

[reniiiblaseee]

how long you're gonna stay in jail lil durk, durk: "all my life, all my life" and britney is a worse person than the 6 god

drake is the only rapper u know bc u came to australia by boat 4 years ago

 

[parmesean]

IVE HAD 4 EXAMS THIS WEEK IM EXHAUSTED

Hey youre nearly free time to celebrate

 

[bigupsanky]

drake is the only rapper u know bc u came to australia by boat 4 years ago

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

 

[its_ace21]

svad is right i cant use ai cuz of the water im just gonna copy and paste colleen hoover as my response View attachment 49980

LMAO thats been on my favourite quote list on my bos profile for like 2 yrs

 

[svad]

Hey youre nearly free time to celebrate

'nearly' and it's the 7th of November

 

[quokka]

Hey youre nearly free time to celebrate

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

 

[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