Sydney Central YHA
9/18/00
Monday 1:35 AM
Sadly enough, it’s gotten to the point where I’m counting the days until I go home. Quite sad. I almost wish I would tear up my return ticket and stay. Oh, what joy that would bring me! Alas, it is not meant to be.
Olympic Volleyball
Volleyball and gymnastics was a lot of fun. I finally fulfilled my lifelong ambition & was on the Jumbotron — at the Olympics! I’ve been drinking since 1:30 or so, I must admit. I’ll fill in the details the next entry.
There is something, however I want to get off my chest. That’s the situation with Marc. He just doesn’t get it. He doesn’t understand why the family is upset with him, why I’m pissed, why I didn’t send him a post, etc. As I knew from the beginning, he doesn’t have my money. I’ve been living it up the past two days on his credit, but I knew it wouldn’t last. Sadly enough, I think we’ve grown apart. Today as we stood on a bridge overlooking Darling Harbor, he commented on how lucky we were to know where we were going. Well, he was half right. I don’t think he has a clue to be honest.
I should go. I’m ready to pass out. Tomorrow, the Beachouse. Too bad it’s not Crocs
KC