Scholastic Day

I just ate a chocolate bunny. A crispy milk chocolate bunny, to be exact. I feel like I’m going to puke. This always happens when my mum gives me my Easter basket as well as my Christmas stalking. Anyway, I feel like I deserved to eat a box of peeps, a chocolate bunny, and the rest of my sour patch bunnies/sweet tart Easter eggs because I have been very productive today. I’ve been doing things that make you want to stick burning needles in your eyeballs. For Example: Updating my information on FAFSA, printing out my transcript, looking at my GPA (uhhh…. ya, that’s a whole other story), and applying for scholarships. I applied for seven scholarships. Being a desperate student is my fave. “Give me money, give me money, PLEEEEASE!!!” They make it so damn difficult. Like really, who has the time to sit around and print all this shit out and read it and bla bla bla. Me. But I have TONS of other things I could be/would rather be doing/would be better at. It’s okay, I’m doin’ work. On my hustle on my grrrriiindddd. I also feel like I’m losing my mind. This is the time I’d normally be stepping outside to smoke but instead I’m going off to friends, strangers, fellow-bloggers, and whomever else about my scholastic day. Next time someone asks me how my day was I’m going to look at them with a big smile and say it was SCHOLASTIC!!! Get it? I can’t even think of anything funny to say. It’s fine, whatever, this is my blog so I can get away with posts that are weird as shit.