The Heck?! It Was 100+ Degrees Outside?!

Well hey, today was good. I'm extremely anxious to spend tomorrow with you and I couldn't help myself today. I had to see you, so I woke up extra early to bike with you. It's more or less an opportunity to just be with you. We chilled at the HS track for a bit and then rode to 7-11 to keep up some kind of hydration and food supply. I had a blanket with me for a picnic we were supposed to have at the Park with Jon and Ana later, but we also used it in the morning for our own little picnic. Goodness. The sun was beating down on us like no tomorrow! We settled down under a tree, but the sun found it's ways to us; we laid in this dry heat for a good while. Compared to the last time we laid there, today was so much better. We actually made very good conversation and I wasn't fading off into thought. I am so proud of today with you. We conversed so well and enjoyed it all.

Later, I brought you along to Ana's house. That was definitely a positive step in bringing two sides of my life together. We just chilled in the living room and watched MTV's Disaster Date and Rob Dyrdek's Fantasy Factory. We all talked and laughed here and there. I was happy. He stayed until Jon and Karen came over, so he was able to meet him, actually! :) Unfortunately, he had to leave after that because his mama. So, Karen, Jon, Ana, Emily, and I migrated down to the basement to have our little "picnic". Yeah, it was way to hot to even think about going outside! With blankets laid out, we chilled out and watched Aladdin. That movie was so cute! :3 Gah, I would hate to think back on the fact that I ate my life away throughout the whole movie. I haven't had much today except half a sub from 7-11 from earlier, but the fact that I just binged made me feel bad. When I had to leave early around 7PM, I didn't even bother eating anything else. It's definitely not healthy, but oh well. Photo is of us at the park, just as he honestly requested. Mann, my hair was a hott mess! We played the Penis Game at the park :)

And Now For The Finale!

That Thursday was a nice day! Band Picnic!! The first thing we did that day was take pictures. I guess it didn't matter if you were late or not, but a good feeling came back when I put that ugly blue uniform on. Maybe it was the oder of never being washed or the scent of memories at football games, cheering at the top of my lungs. My jazz shoes still had dirt from the last muddy, rainy football game we cheered for- gross. Standing outside in the front with the photographer seemed like forever trying to figure out how everyone should stand. The double in size didn't help, as it only made it harder to get everyone in the shot. We had about two extra rows to fit the entire guard. Group 3, baby.

After pictures the rest of the band went outside to practice for a few ours. I would have joined them, but Stephanie, Jaelynn, Rachel, and I had to stay inside to make copies of superlatives and fill them out. It took about half an hour, but hey I won't lie: it was kind of nice to stay in for a little bit longer. Then we went out to practice for the rest of the day. At lunch, we gave out superlatives, which needed a lot of yelling to pass them out. It was hilarious when Mike and Tiana got "Most Likely To Be A Couple" He began to chace her to the back of the auditorium and harrass her. It was great.

Afterwards, everyone left and I went to Ana's house to chill with her until 4:30. I love chilling at her house. Whether we are dying hair, watching Degrassi, or nonetheless sleeping, I still manage to enjoy it there. Maybe this is why I hate being home.

We returned to the hs by 4:30, meeting at the big field to practice a few more times. Parents began to show up and we performed our show. I fail to feel nervous anymore; I already knew it would be bad, but that's how it always is. Performing has become second nature to me; I just wish the rookie girls would catch up to be the same. We brought in the stuff inside and to my surprise, a good friend of mine had broke down. My eyes froze, and I wasn't sure what to do. I thought to myself, "Isn't this supposed to be a good night? Why are there tears already? The night hasn't even begun." I sat outside with my friend for comfort and help. Honestly, I suck at situations like that. I tend to freeze up and not know what to do. But as a friend, I do what I can to keep you together. Things gathered up and we went back inside.

The picnic that night was so fun! People were getting clothespinned all night, and chatting stayed strong. We all laughed around and jokes were going everywhere. The food was good and with that- my two weeks of healthy eating kind of ended. I filled my stomach with toron, cookies, pasta, and many more goods. :)

Puff-Puff, I Still Can't Breathe

August 22nd, 2009

I remember this day well. I was so busy dying for air I can't forget it.

Hi, I'm Stefanellie, and I have asthma. It hasn't acted up too badly, until this weekend. Yesterday's crack of my voice kind of hinted the events of that day, but I never knew what to expect. The previous night, I had trouble breathing while I slept. I had assumed it was just a spur of the moment thing, so I didn't care. Morning swang around and things weren't any better. I generalized that I had simply got sick from hot days at practice. I had a constant cough producing flegm, so what else can I really think? Saturday was my father's company picnic. He kind of forced me to come with him being that there was no one else available from our family to come.I took a while to get my stuff together and finally leave the house, but we were soon on our way. We stopped by Dunkin Donuts and went to my dad's job first. He had to take care of some things and so I was led to his office to chill around. I walked in with the medium regular hot coffee in my hand and looked around. To see photos of my family all around made me smile.

At this point, the waiting game began. I sat in his comfy chair and swung around out of boredom. Another lady came in who was also waiting for the picnic. i think she was an employee's wife. She was freaking weird.. she offered me a granola bar..and tried to start conversation. Her japanese accent was heavy and I just nodded at everything she said with the occational "okay". I fiddled around my fathers desk and left him a stick note message.. and continued spining in the chair. I soon realized I couldn't breathe. I was taking quick breaths of in-out-in-out, as if I was gasping for air. Confused, i tried to slow my breathing down to a normal rate, but I was only suffocating myself. Finally we left and we were on our way to the picnic grounds. I confessed to my father that I had trouble breathing so we had to pass by an A&P to get some Cepecol losenges. They didn't work. By the time we got to the grounds, i refused to leave the car. The whole time I stayed in and tried to gather myself. For a while, I couldn't figure how to turn the air on. I did get it blowing but there was no temperature difference. I began to sweat and I still couldn't breathe.

To be honest, I was beginning to get scared. I looked up the symptoms of an asthma attack and it was all fitting: "short breathes, weakness, inability to do normal processes, blue fingernails or lips" So great. I was having a slight asthma attack. I tried to sleep and reclined the chair. I fell asleep for a while, but woke up to a knocking at the window. A brother and sister came with a wheeler and crate to retrieve the watermelons from my van. I awoke so suddenly, realizing that I was sweating like there was no tomorrow and it didn't feel nice. I walked back to the grounds where they were and the walk seemed unbearable. I asked my dad about the air, and he told me I had to turn the entire car and engine on. >.> Yeah, didn't know. sh. Walking back, the sun beating down on me made my feel weaker and the distance felt doubled. Eventually I got the air running cool and my fever wasn't hiking up. Although, as soon as I stepped out to use the bathroom, the walk back got me dying again. I felt like I couldn't walk the entire distance which wasn't even too far. My legs were ready to give out and just lay there. I also came back to the picnic with my saber to practice and it wasn't working. I couldn't keep focus and it all failed. My dad's friends tried to talk to me about guitar and I couldn't even focus on him. I stayed in the car for the rest of the day.

FINALLY, we left around 5PM and I still couldn't breath well. I used my inhaler, but it wasn't the best of help. My breaths were still short. On the drive back my dad was falling asleep and I almost thought we wouldn't make it alive. He was throwing water in himself to stay awake and whatnot. Back home, I got out of the car and I couldn't walk at all! In order to go on, I was at a turtles pace, trying to keep my breaths together. I barely made it up the stairs. As soon as I did, I crashed on the couch and tried to breathe.

I think I almost began to cry. It was terrible.

I ended up in my parents room trying to breathe and sleep for the rest of the night. My father went out and purchased medicines for my fever and coughing.

That day was everything to not expect.