The days are getting chilli at camp

My Friday morning began at 9:00 a.m. by going into the camp from my bunk house to eat my breakfast. I had heard both my parents leave for around 5:00. After doing so I then fell back to sleep. Once inside the camp I had a bowl of cereal and English muffin while watching the news. It really is weird living with this brain injury I have to watch the news three times a day in order to remember. Once I had finished eating I had washed my dish's before sitting down to watch some more news. After doing so, I began to do my stretching exercises. My weights were at home, so my workout was cut short, and it was certainly to cold to go for a swim. Once I had finished stretching I had given my grandmother a call. We spoke briefly before hanging up. I still wished I could drive, life would much easier. But it is what it is. I then spoke to a friend on the cell phone before making myself a sandwich at 11:30. At 12:00 I then went back to my bunk house to watch some more news. I then doze off at 12:30 and slept for thirty minutes before being awoken by a call for my mother, I did have her cell phone, I new the person and explained to her the reason being that I had the cell phone. I then went back to sleep until 3:40. The same person had called awakening once again. My parents were home from work so I had gone out on the deck to let them know. They had used my father's cell phone to call her back. I then called a friend to chat briefly before pulling up my blog.