Someone just asked me that day what love means and the best I could make out of it was that it cannot be defined but you'll know when you are in love because it is purely a personal thing.

I personally do not like the idea of iving flowers; they are a waste of money and kill the plant for no reason. Flowers don't last, so more practical would be giving your girl a kiss.

It is amazing to understand people's concepts of love because my mate said that there is actually a chemical reaction that causes this thing called love to happen.

now he is getting a bit too scientific, but if i know the formula, its worth a try.

I hope it will release me of my boredom.

By Sammie on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 01:47 pm:

to be in love is like...........i dunno how to describe it. it's waking up in the morning with a huge grin plastered across your face, it's seeing everything brighter than it usually is, it's looking forward to the time you spend with the person you love, it's finding that things aren't as complicated as they seemed yesterday, it's laughter-true laughter- that starts in the stomach, it's like being in a dream 24-7, it's being afraid to lose the one you love, it's a never ending pain when you do, it's tears of sorrow and tears of joy.
most of all, it's mutual.
that you can share it with someone else.

love is all i have ever wanted......and never had.

i hope that one day i might be able to prove all that i've said here.

By Chris on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 01:52 pm:

Sure you will be Sam,
anyway, to love is better than being loved,
because you can stop loving the person when you want, but if you are loved and they stop loving you, then there's nothing you can do about it.
I'm sure you will find the lucky guy one day.

By pandora on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 09:40 pm:

er, sammie, if you never been in love, how you know that?
i'm not sure, but i think graham said it best (in order to get the best out of a guitar, you gotta fuckin' hate it as well). lust is the chocolate boxes and roses and sex. love is the hating and crying but still willing to die and live for the person, whatever the situation demands. there are so many different levels, of course, and different types of people have different feelings. and i guess that since i hate no one, and don't express anger properly, the above definition is probably unlikely. but that's what i seem to understand from people and real love - that it's always just out of reach. most of what they've got is hope.

By ... --- ... on Friday, February 16, 2001 - 11:01 pm:

I apologise for this break in your regular programming. An important announcedment follows:-

Love is weird.

When you're in love, you wonder how you lived without it. When you're not, you wonder what the big deal is.
We all want it, we all need it. We all complain about it at some point. Love is the biggest destroyer of relationships.

If anyone ever tells you it's just lust in disguise and that love doesn't exist, don't believe them. They've either been hurt in the past or just never really been in love.

Of course, it depends on the individual. If I'm not in love, then I must have discovered a superior feeling that should redefine the word.

Regular programming will now resume...

By chris on Saturday, February 17, 2001 - 02:53 am:

erm, thanks for the special free programmme, but anyway, you know when you got the right one.
that's all for now

By caz on Saturday, February 17, 2001 - 01:34 pm:

But how do you know when you've got the right one?
And what if the one you think is right for you doesnt think you is the right for him/her

By stereopop on Saturday, February 17, 2001 - 02:26 pm:

Then he/she isn't the right one for. If the love is not returned, than there is no relationship between the two parties.

Love is like golden bird that flies away or a candle's fickle flame ... to think I held you yesterday and your love was just a game. You tell me that you love me so, you tell that you care, but when I need you, baby, you're never there!

Think the progressive rock group Cake sums it up for me.

By chris on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 01:59 am:

Caz, you trust your feelings, and sometimes it maybe that they are really nice and caring for you or that you feel real good with them..
Maybe its someone near you but you haven't yet taken notice of them.

By Sammie on Sunday, February 18, 2001 - 12:26 pm:

my definition of love appeares here courtesy of "Sam's guide to love and the like-advice for the lonely"......which in reality is nothing but my own guess of what love would be like. through years of advising those in troubled relationships i have kind of figured it out. i have never really felt it. something similar but not quite.

By ann on Friday, March 9, 2001 - 12:30 pm:

i seriously think this is one of the lamest questions to have popped up in the thousands of years man has walked the earth. there is no true definition of love. love is what it is for everyone and it is never the same for 2 people. so too, is being in love, which is a totally different thing. love is what it is, accept it and don't dwell on it.

By Toby on Friday, March 9, 2001 - 01:07 pm:

stereopop, you cannot like Cake!?! I thought I was the only one.

By stereopop on Friday, March 9, 2001 - 02:20 pm:

Cake is great!

By jugs on Friday, March 9, 2001 - 05:20 pm:

I like cake. Especially Cadburys Rich Choco Rolls. They've just gone down in price by 17p as well...

By Toby on Friday, March 9, 2001 - 08:07 pm:

See what I mean, Amanda?

By stereopop on Saturday, March 10, 2001 - 07:18 pm:

If you want to pick up hot guys with ease, use lip gloss that smells like cake (the yummy-goodness) ... Never fails for me.

On a sort of related note: Cake (the other kind of yummy-goodness) has been known to do bar mitzvahs. Sheep go to Heaven, goats go to Hell.

By Toby on Monday, March 12, 2001 - 02:12 pm:

Chris, about your initial posting. . . does a kiss last forever?

As for flowers, everybody, even girls know they're pointless, but when you see a girls eyes light up as you hand her flowers, or you just imagine the look on her face when you send some to where she works. . . they're worth every penny.

My mom's side of the family was having a big get together for my Grandma's birthday, and I brought her some flowers, and she was absolutely in tears because it had been so long since someone had given her flowers.

Girls love flowers, who the hell knows why, but they love flowers.

By cazza on Monday, March 12, 2001 - 07:41 pm:

Love is suicide.

By Chris on Tuesday, March 13, 2001 - 08:51 am:

well at least you feel it. flowers are material matter

By Andy on Tuesday, March 13, 2001 - 09:21 am:

what do guys like then?

By Micky {The Lad} on Tuesday, March 13, 2001 - 02:19 pm:

I love girls, (mainly the sexy one's) but Toby, they don't ALL love flowers. Man, you oughta have seen what happened when I gave some to this bird who used to come and watch us play footy. she laughed straight to my face and said, 'these suck'. then she said flowers made her sneeze. I told her to take an antihistemene. she replied, 'What-ever.' WHAT-EVER??? It totally marks the kiss of death sexiness-wise when a bird says, 'What-ever', so far as I'm concerned. So I told her to take the flowers and stick 'em up her rather over-rated arse (she always wore hotpants coz 'blokes love my arse'). With that, she burst into tears and told me I was insensitive. yeah, hypocritical or wot? The female of the species is more deadly then the male, like the song goes yeah?

By TobyZ on Tuesday, March 13, 2001 - 04:20 pm:

Shock Shock
Horror Horror
Shock Shock
Horror

Wot!?! She thought YOU were insensitive!?!

Clearly she wasn't in the full control of her senses ("A few fries short of a Happy Meal" where I come from), and therefore the exception that proves the rule that Birds Luv the Flowers.

By natty watty on Wednesday, March 14, 2001 - 01:19 pm:

girls like flowers, providing you buy the right ones.

By Micky The Lad on Thursday, March 15, 2001 - 04:52 am:

Yeah like totally yeah Tobyz. I did try me luck with her again though once coz in all reality she really was a top grade bird. I just had to have her and if I didnt I'd blow up and bust. So anyway I had heard from experience that she was partial to blokes with big dingalings, yeh, so I walked into her fruit juice shop and said "hey baby howzit doin? I got something here for yer, its only small but its growing bigger by the minute, yeah" and I grabbed at me old trusty MEAT & TWO VEG and gave it a quick one-two pump in her direction. Anyway she then said "fuck off, mate, you're not my type" which totally surprised me. So I said "WOT? Wot's my type then?" and she said "back of yer hands scraping along the ground as yer walk..." and I said "Watch yer mouth, fuckin bitch! The only thing that scrapes along the ground as I walk is my COCK". (and, Coping birds, thats not coz I got short legs... ;)

But things just didnt work out for us like. Its just the way it goes I spose. But I guess youse Coping birds are happy coz it means I'm still a free Micky!!!!

GOodbye to all the birds yeah.

By Micky The Lad on Thursday, March 15, 2001 - 05:04 am:

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE COPING BIRDS!! I'm off to bed now!! *BENDER OVER*

By TobyZ on Thursday, March 15, 2001 - 12:28 pm:

How could anybody call him insensitive?

By Rhonda on Friday, March 16, 2001 - 01:26 pm:

a desperate lad.

By Thomas Williams on Sunday, April 28, 2002 - 11:49 pm:

Yeah!