Ahh. What sweet sweet memories of love.
Can you see the stuff that I carved on the heart?
Here's a hint.
And how could anyone not remember the wonderful time we had presenting our IS1102 skits?
SHUYI!!!!
Ren Jean. Don't be afraid. It's really okay.
Oh man. The stick figure is only 5 times smaller than Mt Everest. =.=
I'm seeing alot of nose touchy-feely from Samson. It just doesn't stop.
Eew. Weewee, STOP DIGGING YOUR NOSE!!!!
And this is for the rabid, foam-frothing, Tracy-stalker. Just try to refrain from kidnapping her and start digging her nose too. 0.0
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