6 , 2004
Entry for last week. . .
The last week at Reading was obviously one of mixed feelings. I
didn’t want to leave the picturesque campus, and it disheartened
me to think that I would have to leave some wonderful friends, some
of whom I may never see again. Of course, we all exchanged email
addresses, but it’s never quite the same thing. Clearly, I
just need to return to England at some point so I can see all of
them again. Although I’ve
made plans to meet with Alanna and Kelly in Louisville in January.
So what did I do my last week at Reading? Well, I ate tons of cheesecake,
The English department doesn’t have classes during the tenth
week, and I had already handed in my essays, so I was experiencing
that huge sense of relief that usually comes after finals. Two of
my friends, Pete and Lucy, were in a similar position, so we spent
the last week watching episodes of Futurama, Black Books (a British
comedy), and eating cheesecake. Apparently Lucy found a deal where
you could buy something like three Sara Lee cheesecakes for five
pounds. We all thought this was the best thing in the world so we
stocked up on enough cheesecake to feed a small country.
Later on we all went to the forest where Pete and Adam took poi
and used them while on fire. Poi is an odd thing to describe. Think
about a tennis ball placed at the end of a large sock. You then
have to move the socks in abstract patterns through the air, and
let me tell you it’s really difficult. I can’t even
imagine doing that with fire and not burning my fingers off.