lady madonna___MANDY'S JOURNAL.

[mandy adams.]

mandy's journal.

entry one.
lady madonna, baby at your breast.
wonder how you manage to feed the rest.

<sup>So basically, I don't know why I'm writing a journal. This is pretty sad that I'm sitting here at camp, on my laptop, writing a blog entry. So, I guess for you people reading this you'd like to get to know me a little bit better before I let you take a dip in my soul. Aha, that wasn't supposed to sound gross. My full name is Amanda Adams, which sounds so stupid. It's like a name that a kid would girl their barbie doll. I like to be called Mandy, or Mands, but some people don't get it and still call me Amanda.

But that's about all for now. Haha, I told you my name and that's it. But I'll elaborate more later, I'm feeling really guilty being on here.</sup>

[mandy adams.]

mandy's journal.

entry three.
When the sun shines
We’ll shine together
Told you I'll be here forever
Said I'll always be your friend
Took an oath
I'mma stick it out 'till the end

<sup>I can not believe this, but I actually am starting to like being outdoorsy. In Beverly Hills, there's plenty of things to do outside. The ocean's basically in everyone's backyard, not to mention even the people directly on the ocean probably have indoor and outdoor pools, and of course with oceans come all of the sports. There's also all the athletics, but there's no type of outdoors activity that's this, pure. I don't know, I probably sound insane, don't I?

I sort of miss Beverly Hills, though. I'm glad to be here with Oliver and Holli, but I miss some of my friends back home. I'm not necessarily looking forward to going back to living with my parents and brother, but I know that once this summer ends, I'm just going to have to suck it up and go back. I think it would be amazing if maybe, just maybe, the camp would go all year. It'd be good because I wouldn't have to be with my insane family, but at the same time it would be awful to have endure all of the drama that goes on here. Although, I do love snow...

Anyway, that was just a quick update. Apparently Oliver is really going out with that Duray girl. I shouldn't have an opinion on that, even though I do. Although I'm positive I've already said too much to the little stalkers that waste time by reading my blog. So, the end. For now.</sup>

[mandy adams.]

mandy's journal.

I gotta change that station that I have
cuz all I hear is you it jus keeps reminding me
of all the things we used to do
And I know that I should turn off the radio
But its the only place I hear your voice anymore

<sup>These past two weeks have been worse than miserable. It's been beautiful outside, but I've been sick to my stomach. I got moved to the infirmary so I wouldn't 'infect anyone else', which I guess was alright. I have the stomach flu, and I should feel better by now, but I still feel like total shit. The camp called my parents, and they came up and tried to make me feel better, but I think that they were just trying to get me to come home.

I don't blame them. After this, I have to go back to California and film more, and then lay down a few more tracks in the recording studio, before starting up on another tour. I miss them, and I know that they miss me too. I'll miss Oliver, but hey, who knows. Camp isn't over yet, and maybe something will change from here to the end of camp.

Anyway, my parents picked up Chinese for me from the nearest Chinese place, which is probably five miles away or something. They got me a few movies and of course, remembered to bring my security drink--vitamin water. Three packages. That ought to be enough till the end of camp, ahaha.

Well, the nurse is getting pretty pissed off that I'm not sleeping, so I better go. Bye.

-mandy.</sup>