(9-16. The date for anyone who is confused.)I was really really happy this morning. It all went down hill as soon as my feet left the door when I left for the bus. I started to text the guy I like.... That's when it went down hill.....I'm not getting in to all the details....but lets just go with it was okay for the most part. I got to school and everything was fine.....until lunch. I felt sick to my stomach.....not even the worst part. I've been sick before and I'll be sick again so that didn't matter to me. So after school I went to cross country. I was fine until we really started our work out. My chest was tight and I couldn't breathe. Which made me cry and that made my breathing even worse. And what made me really mad was the coaches always try and run with the last person. Well I was the last person! And neither bother to stop or slow down for me. So I was trying to run a little faster to see if I could caught up..... Well that didn't help my breathing either! But I got so mad that neither would wait for me.....I felt so weak and like a loser. That's not at all a good feeling on your stomach and lungs, while running! But then I finally got back.....and I couldn't breathe, and neither of the coaches saw or even tried to help me. Even though all my team mates were worried and asking if I was okay. One even offered me her inhaler. But then I got home and I started to do my homework like anyother day. By then I had caught my breath, and was breathing normally. By the end of the night I felt a little better, but then it got worse. My boyfriend broke up with me, and the day before our 10 months!! Thats the part that made me die inside.
