The Last Ten Days

It's almost time for me to head home. Tomorrow is our last full day in Oxford, cause we're on our way to Heathrow at 8 AM in the morning on Sunday. Tomorrow will be my last post, but I figure as a precursor I'll go ahead and tell some quick stories from the past ten days, which I've immortalized through the countdown statuses on Facebook.

July 31st, 2009-
"What happened Peter?" "It was hot!" "Why was it hot?" 9 days. Single digits.

This video pretty much sums it up this status. Taken by Joey the night of my birthday.




August 1st, 2009-
Cardiff was a dud, but the Habanero burger made up for it. 8 days.

Joey, Sydney and I went to Cardiff, the capital of Wales, this day. The city's main attraction was closed because of parades, and the weather went downhill pretty quickly, so the city was pretty much a bust. Once we got back to Oxford, though, we went to GBK (Gourmet Burger Kitchen) for dinner. Okay, GBK is the best burger place ever, ever, and the Habanero burger they make is quite simply amazing. Best burger I've ever had. Ever.


August 2nd, 2009-
Okay, put beer in a bowl and let it sit for 15 minutes. Then drink it and rinse it out with water. A few hours later, make cereal in it. Yeah, that's what my breakfast tasted like today. 7 days.

This one's pretty self explanatory. Lindsay bought a two liter bottle of Strongbow and the only thing I had to drink it out of was my cereal bowl.


August 3rd, 2009-
Outscored Ben 13-2 today for a final score of 50-42. I'm awesome. 6 days.

Joey, Carol, Sydney, Ben and I all went to the JCR and played some video games that night. I was playing some Guitar Hero while the other four played a round of Goldeneye to 50 kills. Joey was in 2nd place with 37, Ben was in 1st with 40. So Joey gets bored and hands me the N64 controller in exchange for the guitar. I lay waste and score the 13 kills I need to win before Ben can score 2. Final score: Peter 50 - Ben 42 - Carol 30 - Sydney 17.


August 4th, 2009-
We're dropping like flies. Have a safe trip home Carol. 5 days.

This is just me lamenting the fact that a few people had to leave early. Carol amongst them. Before leaving she asked me to make sure everyone behaved themselves.


August 5th, 2009-
GT rocks UGA at soccer 8-0. It was a good evening. 4 days.

The GT Oxford Program played against UGA's Oxford Program and absolutely slaughtered them. Final score was 8 to 0. It was awesome and a bit pathetic. But mostly just awesome.


August 6th, 2009-
Diagnosing crazy people for his PSYC final for the next two hours. 3 days.

I was up late this night doing my take home Abnormal Psychology final. I still don't know how I did on it. I put a lot of work into it though, considering I needed an A on the final for an A in the class.


August 7th, 2009-
Peter has to get up in 5 hours to turn in one final, than take another one. He also can't get to sleep, despite the fact that he's already taken some sleep aids to help me do just that. Tomorrow is going to be rough. 2 days.

So yeah, that was last night. I COULD NOT get to sleep, and I am very, very sleepy right now. I don't really understand why sleep aids can't overcome my insomnia, though. It's quite frustrating. I basically took a final today on 4 hours of sleep and half a Tylenol PM. Awesome.


August 8th, 2009-
Peter is finally done with his first year of college. The next one starts in ten days. Tomorrow is the last hurrah. The Final Day at Oxford.

With the end of my British Poetry final this afternoon, my first year at Georgia Tech was officially over. The next year starts in 10 days, one week from Monday. Oh boy.