Now, in order to find out if you love someone, the basic place to start would be to ask yourself, do you want to be with them? If the answer to that question is no, then it really can't be love. When you love someone, you want to be with them. Not just be with them, but share everything with them. You have a great day at work and want to rush home and tell them every wonderful thing that has happened. You feel excited at the prospect of just being in their company, just being close to them isn't enough, you want to be a part of them, a part of their life forever. You can't stand the thought of being away from them yet, when you are, you still feel that ever-present bond that ties you together wherever you go. You can almost feel what they are feeling. You feel like, with a little bit of effort, you can see what they are seeing and think what they are thinking. It is almost as if you both can occupy each other's bodies with complete trust and harmony. That to me is love.

Now, on the other side of the spectrum, there are a host of emotions that people confuse with love. One of the most common is lust. There is a difference between wanting to sleep with someone and wanting to spend the rest of your life with someone.

Being overly dependent on the other person is also not a part of love. Some people fall into the trap of thinking they love someone just because they are afraid to be alone. They have become dependent on the other person for so much that they don't know how to make it on their own, or they would much rather be with someone than no-one.

im gonna be a year older in less than 2 hours. ive already got advance birthday wishes from norayu and fizi. i also got a card from my executive, bong aiwei.
when i was young, my mum will hold a birthday party for me every year, without fail. the last time i had a party when i was fourteen. and that was when my birthday party was labelled as 'The Famous Diarrhea Party' by my school principal. everybody present at the party was down with diarrhea and my class was left with only a handful of students. and ever since then, ive never held anymore parties. from then on, i only celebrate my birthday simply. its one of the memories way back in secondary school.

i have nothing much left to say. im spending the eve of my birthday at home, all alone and i guess i might as well just head for dreamland. adios.