one more day. and 5/6 of the internal assessments will be completed.
tmr shall be the day when i shall emerge from the ensemble room, raising my hands in triumph, and congratulating myself on a job well done with my final english internal assessment.
ioc is just so adorable. makes you just wanna pinch its cheeks so hard they crack and bleed, and then you can watch it writhe in pain on the floor before slowly fading into oblivion, while you stand next to it with bloodied hands and a sense of accomplishment.
yes, we love ioc. very, very much.