2/7/23 1:06am

I am so happy, I'm crying! I just spent 70$ on Campfire Yasmin's clothes. Did I have that money to spend? No! But I did it anyway!

I don't remember a whole lot from my childhood, it was kind of shit looking back, but I do remember my very first Bratz doll! Campfire Yasmin. I got her for Christmas one year.

A couple years after we moved, my grandma and mom were having a yardsale and had all of us kids go through everything to get rid of stuff. She could never really get my dad to let go of things, but she could pressure us into getting rid of shit. While she never forced us to give things up(at least, not that often), she did strongly 'hint' at what she felt needed to go. And what need to go was her 14 year old twin's dolls.

(She did the same thing to our remaining Barbies a few years later, though more force was added that time)

Anyway! I recently got the doll again in a lot, but she only came with one pair of pink shoes. With the pack I just got, I'll have everything except her scarf, mittins, boots, and earrings! I already have a scarf picked out, and the rest shouldn't be that hard to find.

Either way, I feel like this was a good day!

2/3/23 1:42am

I just realized that five years ago I was super sick. So sick, that I probably should've gone to the E.R. I was coughing so hard that there were times I couldn't even breathe. I had to prop myself up in bed because if I layed down flat I would end up choking. I would cough so hard that my lungs would go 'hurk' and eject handfuls of foamy, dark yellow goo. I even hacked up something blue once! This went on for over a month. ("You don't need the E.R! You just need to sleep!" -My Mother)

(I literally just did that the second I finished typing, what the fuck...)

Anyways, I thought I was going to die, and I couldn't get anyone who could help to give two shits. My boss at the time was even concerned. I even had a half-assed will on my computer at one point, I think I ended up deleting it after I got better though.

I was never really the same afterwards, that cough never truly went away. I still have it in all seasons, as a constant reminder.

Well, the reason I thought of this is because I'm sick again! With a terrible cough too! Happy anniversary of thinking you were legit going to die! Have a 'pleasent reminder of that wonderful fucking time you had.

Anyways, that's all I had to say.