All around the mullberry bush

Well I got all worked up for ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

The whole Strawberry Festival experience was nothing like how I had imagined it. Although I really don’t know what it was that I was expecting. I saw Ryan for maybe… a minute. Maybe. And of course my mouth decided to not do anything the whole time which was AWESOME. He’s like “Half the words I’ve ever written I’ve written to you” and of course I just stood there and smiled. Wow. I just finished writing him a little letter to excuse my mute behavior. But I got to hug him and he smelled nice (thanks to me I do believe… hahah maybe not.) I guess there’s still tomorrow to look forward to, but I highly doubt anything of interest is gonna go down.

It was kind of quiet on the car ride down to Strawberry fest, but other than that, everything with Sarah went well I thought. Of course I don’t think I’m as in tune to that sort of thing anymore, as I didn’t have any idea there was a problem last time. Whatever. I certainly do what I can to be helpful. Does it work most of the time? That’s a big fat NO.

Drank a Rockstar today. I felt soooo nauseous after. I had the fruit kind which tasted pretty good, but landed like lead. I’m still wide awake. But I have really nothing to do, so I guess I’m going to sleep. MEHHHHH.

This post doesn’t even deserve a title.

Angry kisses, Amanda