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.

It's Tuesday.

Hello Sir or Madam.

Andrew Dost has spoke to my gewd friend Chachel. I am envious but not surprised. I knew this day would come eventually. Expect wedding pictures within the week. 

As I type this un-clever, un-funny blog my dog of 5 years is smelling Rachel's brother's boxers. He is making snorting noises. As the days go on I am more and more convinced that Jeter is not really a dog. Instead, he is a pot belly pig. My computer doesn't recognize Jeter as a word. Who are they to tell me that Jeter isn't real. These jerks. They'll be hearing from my lawyer (which I don't have).

It has been quite awhile since I last blogged. I once had a semi-popular blog on the not so semi-popular social networking called Myspace. Since the downfall of my blog, I've deleted my myspace and I've graduated to the world of Facebook. 

I hope that one day my blogger blog thats on a website that features blogs becomes more popular than my myspace blog that was on a website that features scandalous photos and child predators.

Its Thursday.

Hellow Woman and Men.

I am Haley.

I go to a school, but I'm not going to say the exact location because that would make it easier for you to hunt me down and hurt me.

Dear reader, 

Do you like the show of scrubs? I do. I want a four year old pen pal. Can four year olds even write? Who knows. Maybe I will buy my pen pal "My Baby Can Read" because then we could talk. I hope one day I find someone who knows different forms of magic tricks. That way that person could possibly become my friend. Once we are friend, I will ask this person to teach me the magic tricks and then I will become popular. I know that I will be popular because who doesn't like magic? The answer to that question is everyone on earth loves magic, so you will be popular. 

I really like chilillilil. I made a typo. 

I have a dog named Jeter. Chachel loves Jeter.

Jeter has little bumps on his back and one of the popped last night. How gross. It was bleeding and Kait called me frantic because she thought he got hurt. It was only a false alarm. He is fine now. I think the whole thing have him a scare. How funny, a dog with emotions.

I am done with this blog.

I hope everyone has a good weekend. 

Bloggin'

I'm bloggin. I love to eat Chili. I'm watching totally 80s/ SLASH.
I love Degrassi. Kitty says meow.
I LOST MY RING.iouh9iuygtf