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Allow me to perish in the next 50 minutes of Biology class-

#i'm supposed to show how fabulous notes i've taken #aaaaaaaaaaaand #i've taken none because i was sicc #gods just take me hell and end this suffering

i was stressed about school again until i got my grade for my short paper bc same types of assignments but a new professor means anxiety until i know my way of doing those assignments is still okay.

#but it's FINE #i got an a #i'm done all my research / outlining for my essay due tomorrow #so i'm gonna chill for a bit #and then go to target maybe #to get some food stuffs #and also my nephew's birthday gift #aaaaaaaaaaaand #then i'll do some more work on my essay #but you know #i'll be around #bc god knows i can't focus on my homework for more than an hour at a time lol #[outatime]

oh btw, i updated my carrd. now i have a lil verses page. not set in stone yet and i'm still working on it and i have other verses to add, but i've got one now and that's something.

#out.#[ i still gotta do a st desc #aaaaaand #a gotham desc #aaaaaaaaaaaand #idk what else i'll think about it ]

Starter for @bxredxmbrxke | THE WOLF IN HELLA CUTE CLOTHING |

“HEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLOOOOOO!!!”

Overly dramatic, AND ENTIRELY UNNECESSARILY INTENSE, strum of electric guitar strings (especially when one considered Ibuki WASN’T EVEN PERFORMING TODAY -- ...At least... Not yet...) signalled the arrival of one Ibuki Mioda. The ALWAYS LOUD & EVER PROUD bundle of manic energy drawn to the crowd like a MOTH TO THE FLAME.

“AND WELCOME TOOOOOOOO HOOOOOPE’S PEAK ACADEMYYYYY!!!”

Another hard strum sent a seeming SHOCKWAVE of energy resonating through the very atmosphere itself -- Sure to UNSETTLE the newbie students. No way could a single one of them be IGNORING HER NOW!! All dressed to the nines in mismatching attire. No matter which way you creased her she stood out as an ASYMETRICAL PARADOX of black, pink, white and blue.

“IBUKI CAME HERE TODAY BECAUSE SHE’S SUPER DUPER MEGA CURIOUS ‘BOUT ALL YOU FRESH MEAT BABYFACES!!!”

Bright magentas scanned the newest class of Hope’s Peak -- THE 78TH, to be precise -- With a not-so-quiet resonant hum of contemplation resounding as she chewed VISUALLY at her inner lip. Those SCANT few seconds were the closest anyone got to PEACE & QUIET as, before long, those same pink eyes lit up like CHRISTMAS TREES MADE UP OF LAVA LAMPS.

“YOU! YOU!! YOU!!! YOUUUUUUUU!!!”

Barging past several of the seventy-eighths, including, to Ibuki’s OWN surprise, an actual JAPANESE MUSIC IDOL, she speared her attention straight toward someone who captured her interest in her SECOND favorite thing of all time: FASHION!!

“OH MA GOD!! YOU!!! JUNKO ENOSHIMA, RIGHT?! PLEEEEASSSEEE TELL ME WE CAN TALK!!!”

And, with a single bound, she’d grabbed Junko’s wrist and gave an EXCITED TUG. Junko Enoshima had been a world-renowned fashionista who had made her fame and fortunes based ENTIRELY around her rather... OBSCURE-YET-EFFECTIVE choices of style. Ibuki, who hand-prepared her very own costumes from needle and thread, just so happened to VALUE that level of creativity and originality.

“COME ONNNN!!! DONTCHA WANNA HAVE SOME FUCKIN’ FUN?!”