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.