love is only a feeling

i have very little to say really. had a pretty good weekend, and by that i mean that the nights were good, and the days were full of note-writing. but the whole easter chocolate thing made even that more bearable. on saturday i went to bel's house with la and we watched live dvds...no the dvds weren't alive, but the music on them was recorded live. (i apologise for that terrible pun; claire and phil really are rubbing off on me.) jeff buckley, ben harper, jack johnson, john butler trio, and michael jackson filmclips to top it off--sweet dude. totally.

apparently bel's brother is now in love with me, because he thinks i'm emo. like one can 'be an emo'. which is really funny for anyone who knows me and my penchant for wearing pink and pearls. apparently my glasses and the badges on my bag gave my emo side away. hehe. i'm sooo not emo! hilarity.

on sunday night, church was fab, and millions of kids came back to bi's afterwards. we chilled, and talked, and watched stupid tv shows where dumb men hurt themselves and their possessions very badly, and embarassed themselves on sing star, and ate junk food. good times. i had a good chat with nish, about relationships and the like, which was nice. but it did prompt me to ask: why is it that so many of the boys i know see me only as a friend? what's up wit that? homie g?
;)

mood? chilled. love on the rocks with ice baby.