It's Sunday!

Hey, Hi, Hello!
I think this may be the first time I've ever blogged on a Sunday. I know that this is the first time that I've ever blogged on Sunday, August 22, 2010. The first and the last!
Tomorrow is Monday which means that I'll be spending most of my afternoon at a thrift store and the other half at my school's Open House. If you didn't go to high school ever then I will explain a Open House to you. An Open House is when all of the student go to the school and get their schedule and talk to their soon to be teachers. I'm excited for this because I generally like all my teachers and I can't wait to see them all again. Also, I'm not going to explain a thrift store to you. If you don't know what one of those is, then you seriously have some issues that I do not care to discuss here on my blog.

My first day of school is on a Wednesday which is okay with me because I like short school weeks. Also this year school starts earlier which is totally bogus but what can I do? Nothing, because I'm merely a student and no one really cares what the students have to say. Hi, I'm Haley and I have no self confidence.

Kourtney Kardashian is an angel.

It's Thursday.

I've noticed that I usually blog on Tuesdays or Thursdays. I don't know why this has happened but I accept it with open arms.
Anyways....
Today when I woke up I noticed that a UPS truck was in my driveway. To my surprise, that kind man in brown had just delivered my concert tickets! It was a very nice surprise. If you're wondering what concert I'm headed to, I'm going to the fun. concert. I went to one of their shows last year and it was a wonderful time. We got to chat with the band (minus Jack) and they were all very sweet and funny.
I can't wait to go again and see the guys. It'll be the bomb diggity.....

I've got some art to make.... see ya.

It's Tuesday.

Dear wonderous blog,
A week or two ago I went to the doctor. I had a horrible rash so I went to see what it was. They told me it was Shingles. They gave me medicine and I was on my way. When I went home that day, I googled "Shingles". After reading symptoms and looking at pictures of the rashes online I decided that I didnt think that I really did have shingles. But I am not a doctor so what do I know.

Recently my boy friend got a pretty bad rash, so I just figured it was my rash and I somehow gave it to him. He went to the doctor today, the doctor told him that he has Scabies. So now I have to go back to the doctor so I can get checked to see if I have scabies... which I most likely do.

The real question is, did I have scabies a few weeks ago and the doctor was wrong? Or did I have shingles and i'm now going to have scabies? If it's the second option than I must really have an issue with skin related problems. I feel like my immune system really just hates me.

And you people wonder why I'm such a hypochondriac. Its because things like this happen to me all the time. Life. Its nutty.

So basically if I have scabies I will have to hang out around my house for awhile so I dont give anyone else my scabies. I also think that scabies originated from my dirty mom. She had a rash and then I stayed at her house and then I got a rash. Now Blake has scabies. Hahaha, my mom would be the cause of all of this hardship.

I would love to see my file at the doctors office. It'd be filled with the most random of things. I never go into the doctors office with something as simple as the flu. Its always something extreme like a heart murmur or scabies. Haha, I hope all the doctors sit around and laugh at my creepy file filled with stupidity.

I will keep, Rachel and Dolla Dolla updated on if I'm going to die or not. To all of your annoynomous readers (if there are any) I will keep you updated to. I love you all more than I love speakers.

_ Haley.

It's Monday.

Today's the first day of my life. 

I swear I was born right in the doorway. <3

Hello Bloggyblogblog.

I'd like to share with you, "the reader" that I love my boy friend. 

He's always a fun time and he always smells like Robert Downy Jr. Or at least what I'd imagine what he'd smell like. 

So just know that my boy is awesome. 

That is all.

It's Friday.

Why hello there!

I didn't hear you come in!

I'm pleased to inform the interweb that I have crabs.... this joke will never get old. 

I just purchased Hermit Crabs. I am still sort of afraid of them but I like them nonetheless. I named them Reggie and Oswald(Birthday Crab).

I call Oswald, "Birthday Crab" because his shell is purple with balloons on it. Reggie's name is Reggie because to me that sounded like a name of a free spirit and that is simply what Reggie is. Reggie is favored because he has a wild personality and he is small. Oswald is old and mopey and he will never get a girl friend or have a happy life. He's like the Eeyore of crabs. Sure, he's cute, but we'd all really like to take Pooh Bear out to dinner wouldn't we?

Anyways.

Tomorrow is my yearly family gathering. I feel that I'm lucky to have a family that likes each other enough to gather yearly. I like my family, it's filled with crooks and goof balls. I am slightly grossed out at myself for saying "goof balls". It sounds like a crazy type of marble as opposed as a way to describe a personality. 

Another semi-not-so-exciting thing that is happening in my life is that my younger broseph is turning the big 1-1. Yes, 11. I bought him a video game and an inappropriate t-shirt. Dude wears and XL. I was shocked. What a stocky boy. 

I think thats all I have to update for today.

XOXO, 

Andrew Girl. 

It's Wednesday.

Hello Blog.
How is your day?
Mine is mediocre.

The remaining days of this school week will be dictated by my final exams. I will probably fail them all. I say that because I have no self-esteem or self-confidence. I will probably do a decent job on all of my finals.

My pal Kenzie is having a barbeque at a local park. I am excited for this. Mostly because I like Kenzie and I like a good chunk of meat.

I just picked my nose, awkwardly looked around the room to see if anyone saw, and then continued to type. Oh to be a teen again. Wait.... what?

I feel very tense about this blog. I never know what to blog about. I guess the whole point of a blog is writing about whatever you want. Maybe something eventful will happen in my life and share it with the internet world.

I love you blog, you've always have stayed true to me.

Your Pal,
Edgar Allen Poe.