IExamine

I decided to examine my Sunday because Saturday I worked on different projects and didn't go out much. Sunday I just played some games with friends from back home to relax and ended up doing a small debate with them over responsibility. Ended up helping a friend with a rough time and wrote some in my personal journal. I went to iggies for breakfast and Boulder for dinner. 

I woke up like every other day but noticed my stomach was a bit upset. I wasn't ill, so I knew it was probably stress so I decided to just relax and talk to friends back at home to feel better. First was breakfast, I walked to Iggy's and ordered a sandwich for breakfast. It took me quite a while to finish it but I managed. The walk was nice, except for the smoldering heat. 

When I got back to my dorm me and my roomate had a discusion about the heat and the weather. Disscusing weather they were coming to fix the AC in Hopkins any time soon. She left and went to go get breakfest with a friend in the dorms down the hall and I called up my friend Vixen. I was a little homesick, so it was nice to at least hear his voice again. 

I asked him how his day was and in typical parent friend fashion, I scolded one of him for waking up late and not eating breakfast. In a joking manner I recited what I always do, "I won't be around forever, soon you'll leave me for collage." He replied, "Yeah, yeah I'll leave you for the boat." joking about him gojng to become a lawyer and going to a boat collage.

We laughed for a couple more hours. We talked about his mom coming back home from Chicago. To my delight and his discontent, his sister came barreling in, screaming about stealing his new cat from him. The poor cat hid underthe bed in hopes that it wouldn't be taken from its napping spot. 

Slightly teasing his sister for screaming like a banchie. In which she screamed back an insult while leaving with a cat in her arms. We broke into a fit of laughter at her antics and continued our conversation. 

Later we ended up in a debate after adding a friend of mine Fin, to the call. He began to talk about life in England and how bad the food was. Then quickly switching to it being better than "deep fried water ville." Jokingly starting a debate about English Crumpets and why they have so many holes. 

After a while he had to leave to get ready for bed, and sleep. I ended up hanging up to get dinner at boulder and head back to my hot dorm again. After watching a documentary on computer viruses and a video on Macintosh Computers. I got a notification that Vixen was on playing minecraft, which I asked to join. I ended up playing and adding to one of my previous builds, a cottege esk mushroom village. Adding a bell tower that was infested with mushrooms. Of course there is a story behind it that I won't get into. We ended after we jokingly chased each other in the game talking about things I should add to the village and what other things I should concider adding. We decided on an underground post office made from a mushroom I have yet to design.

I told him goodnight and to get some rest and tell his mom I said hi. I got ready for bed, finding that my mom texted me a funny picture of Halloween decorations she found while out at the store. I then talked to my mother about Halloween decorations and collage. Letting her know I'm fine and alive. Jokingly telling her, "You can't get rid of me that easy, whose apple brown betty would I eat?" making her laugh I'm sure, before telling her I love her. 

I ended my day by taking all of my medications and reading somemore of my own personal reading book for an hour, thinking about what I'm going to write for my IExamine. I sat in my dorm for an hour thinking, realizing that I don't really go outside and I probably should more. Until I remembered sneezing after my walk to boulder because I forgot my nasal spray and how puffy my eyes were. Then decided its probably for the best. 

I wish I could say the hour was enlightening, but it just made me sad thinking about all of the things I wish I could have done, things I wish I said to my friends. How just minutes earlier I felt like I had a handle on my University Life, and then felt like I accomplished nothing today besided helping a friend who was feeling hopeless. 

This friend of mine felt like the world was caving with too much on their plate despite it being the appropriate amount for their age accourding to their parents. Thinking of this made me feel like a hypocrite, despite saying that I won't let my mom forcing me to do way more than I can, without neglecting my own needs and health. I felt like I was doing exactly that still, despite taking ample breaks between classes and relaxing when I need it and learning my limits. After that hour I dreaded having another hour alone with my thoughts. I ended up reading and having another sleepless night in my dorm. Reading to calm down and hopefully fall asleep, stressing out over all the work I had to acomplish tommorow due to my recharge day. Thinking it all pointless because I ended up with yet another upset stomach.

My conclusion, an hour to think alone, isnt for everyone. Especially chronic over thinkers. In fact, its probaly best to get them out of their own head because they are already in it.