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Currently on a journey towards self-discovery. Realized that the best route would be to know God, my Creator and ask Him about me. Haha. I'm trying to find out my aspirations. Currently waiting for someone to sweep me off my feet. Some people think I look like a snob but I'm just too shy to approach new people.

 

A collection of my different moods... Quite varied, I think...

 

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hmmn... new background? i must say i like this (and the layout too!) better than the previous one... la lng.. nagpaparamdam.. =P
7 月 11 日

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7月30日

Anecdotes of My Childhood


1. I used to play with bows and arrows a lot. I usually aimed at the horses on the picture frames hanging on our living room walls.

2. Darius (my brother) and I would pretend that we're skydiving, we'd jump down from the top of our bunk beds with blankets tied on our wrists and legs, thinking that they'd slow our free fall from a height of approximately 1.8 meters. Haha. One time, I was going solo, and my blanket got caught on one of the bed posts. I ended up hanging upside-down, batwoman style :p

3. TV has a lot of influence on me. I used to see little girls carrying soft toys around, and I thought that's how I should be, too. So even though I really enjoyed playing with my brother's cars, I thought it was proper of me to go around hugging soft toys. My mom bought me a Minnie Mouse soft toy. I went around carrying it with me for two weeks, I guess, until I got tired of it.

4. Until somebody from ACJC pointed it out, I didn't think I was susceptible to being influenced by media violence. After watching "Home Alone", I decided to set traps in our house. They were all harmless, anyway, like water dropping on someone who just opened the door. But I did fancy setting up my brothers' toy cars on the steps of our stairs. (Don't tell my mom :P)

5. I started reading encyclopedias when I was about seven, I think. It's those children's encyclopedias. I guess I misread the part regarding the concept on using two cans and a stretched rope as a 'telephone'. I planned to make my own 'telephone' and I planned to use it to talk to someone a few houses away. So I used two yakult bottles, and a very long string forgetting the part that the rope must be taut. Oh, well, I doubt if the yakult bottles would have worked, anyway.

6. I tried to learn how to use the slingshot with my cousins. In some weird or funny way, I accidentally hit the bald head of my cousin who was just beside me with the stone. I thought it was funny.

7. There was also this bamboo-based projectile launcher we called 'palsuot' in Pangasinan. Basically, my older cousins would cut for me a bamboo stick (?), clear of the midder part so that we'd be left with a tube with a hole in the center with a diameter much much lesser that the outer diameter. Then, we'll use wet paper as 'bullets'. Let me tell you something gross. There were times that we'd just run around with paper if we can't get water to wet it, we'd use our own saliva. (EEWWW. Gross).

8. Kuya Mon and I would try our hand at pottery almost every morning. We would use the soil right in front of our house in Bantocaling, try to mould something with it, leave it to dry, and get back to it after our afternoon nap. The idea of playing with mud was re-invented during Darius', Ryan's, Edward's, and Vergel's time. They would go on to be called putik boys (mud boys), as they would pour water in our front yard making it muddy, and slide down until they are all covered with mud. Haha.

9. We used to play hide-and-seek a lot during the nights when there was an electric power cut off in the Philippines. I remember one time, we couldn't find Ate Ne. She was hiding near the drainage with only her head showing. We would not have found her had it not been for the car that drove past. The lights shone on her and it was really a funny sight.

10. I watched Sailormoon a lot last time and I really wished I could transform into one. So much so that I eagerly waited for my 14th birthday, telling myself that I'd start looking for a cat with a moon-shaped scar on its forehead. Maybe, it would make me a superheroine.

11. I remember the cashew seed roasting sessions with my cousins and brothers. We would gather around, build a fire, and cook the cashew seeds. Sometimes, it would end up burnt, sometimes, it wouldn't be cooked at all. But I know that's one of those times when I learned the value of sharing and equality. We'd all end up with about three or four roasted seeds each. Haha. One of the fruits of our labor, the others included a very strong camaraderie :)

12. We would bathe at a stream (carayan) back in Bantocaling. I hope it was further down the stream, but we did share the stream with cows and carabaos.

13. All of us would go to Pacalat, a river, for a summer swim (more appropriately, a summer frolicking in a body of water). I remember that Edward, who was very scared of the deep, would wear the goggles, dip his head into the water, remove the goggles and he would leave them to dry under the sun. All of us couldn't use it coz he was adamant that it should be really dry before he can use it. :)

14. I was so angry with my Ninang last time that I locked myself up in my parents' room. I was planning to lock myself up for a few days, I even took my clothes from the other room in preparation for my lock up. I'm not even sure if I lasted for an hour.

15. I had an imaginary friend named 'Dodi'. He was supposed to be an elf. And as I said, I think he's really just that, an imaginary friend.

This is as far as I can remember. Haha. Maybe, I'd have a part two when I remember them.
7月7日

Maging Akin Muli (Be Mine Again)

 

When I first heard this song, I fell in love with it. And like every song I've fallen in love with, I ended up listening to it one whole afternoon.

There was also a movie with the same title. I had the privilege to watch it last time but I regret not really watching the entire movie.

What I like most about this song is that it is God's serenade to me, to everyone. It's a song that expresses how much God wants us to come back to Him. The title Maging Akin Muli (Be Mine Again) tells me that we were originally created for God. But I guess due to our nature, there are many times that we reject the fact that we have been made in the image and likeness of God, that we are God's to begin with - probably due to our sin, probably just like Jonah running away from what God wants us to do, or maybe, for me when I was too scared, scarred and reluctant to love.

But God beckons. He longs. And this is really what the song tells me.

 

Maging Akin Muli (Be Mine Again)
(by Arnel Aquino, SJ)

Manlamig man sa Akin puso mong maramdamin (Even if your tender heart couldn't care less for me.)
Lisanin man ng tuwa puso mong namamanglaw (Even if your grief-stricken heart is deserted by happiness)
Manginig man sa takot masindakin mong puso (Even if your anxious heart trembles with fear)
Mag-ulap man sa lungkot diwa mong mapag-imbot. (Even if your covetous heart is clouded by loneliness.)

Kapiling mo Akong laging naghihintay sa tanging tawag mo. (I always stay by your side, just waiting for your call)
Pag-ibig Kong ito isang pananabik sa puso Ko (This Love of Mine for you is a longing in My heart)
Sa ‘yong pagbabalik sa piling Kong puspos ng pagsuyo (A longing for your return to My side as I unceasingly pursue you)
Manahimik at makinig ka’t maging Akin muli. (Be silent and just listen, And be Mine Again)

Di mo rin akalain tinig mo’y hanap Ko rin, (It may not have crossed your mind but I also long for your voice)
Ang ‘yong tuwa at sakit, Aking galak at pait. (Your joys and pains are My delight and sorrow)
Kung lingid pa sa iyo, Aking pakikiloob, (If My intentions still remain hidden)
Tuklasin mong totoo: tunay mong pagkatao. (Find it within your true self)
 

Kapiling mo Akong laging naghihintay sa tanging tawag mo. (I always stay by your side, just waiting for your call)
Pag-ibig Kong ito isang pananabik sa puso Ko (This Love of Mine for you is a longing in My heart)
Sa ‘yong pagbabalik sa piling Kong puspos ng pagsuyo (A longing for your return to My side as I unceasingly pursue you)
Manahimik at makinig ka’t maging Akin muli. (Be silent and just listen, And be Mine Again)

 

To listen to it, go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vobFCg2S2mQ.

Thanks, Rowland, for helping me translate it. I've been having nosebleeds because of the effort.

Lesson Learned :)

“If you want to have that one-in-a-million kind of love, you have to be willing to be a one-in-a-million kind of person!"
 
I guess people will think I'm a sucker for romance stories. Maybe I am.
 
I was thinking. How can I be the one-in-a-million kind of person? I really found the phrase liberating. For one, to be one-in-a-million meant that I can let myself grow up to who I want to be, who I can be and who I must be. I have my own sets of weirdness. My wardrobe ranges from dainty (latest addition), sporty, spunky, sexy and boyish and I wear them according to my mood and of course, the occasion. I laugh out loud most of the time. I need to be me in order to be a one-in-a-million woman.
 
To be a one-in-a-million kind of woman also means that out of a million other women, God has chosen to entrust someone's heart to me. And it is with me that He wants him to grow old with, to journey towards God with. That means that out of a million other women, God has chosen me to mirror His love to one man in a very special way. And how do I become that one-in-a-million woman for that man?
 
That 'one-in-a-million' phrase gave me both freedom and responsibility. If I am to truly love someone, I'd have to take prepare for both aspects. Sometimes, it seems that one is easier than the other. But I realized that both can be just as tough. It's very difficult to be truly me. Sometimes, there are instances where I ask myself whether I am good enough. And I just realized recently, I've had a glimpse of how it really feels like to be truly concerned for the person with all that you have. There is also the question as to how 'feminine' must I be. Do I really wear those dresses because it's becoming of me? Or is it simply because I feel that that's how I should dress up? Am I really ready to give my heart completely? Without holding anything back like how God loved me?  
 
I used to be so frustrated whenever I realize that I am still a work in progress. But now, I find it exciting. Because I believe God is really making me to be that one-in-a-million woman.
5月15日

English Rose and Pinoy Ylang-Ylang

 
Florals and femininity. I used to think that when people said that flowers symbolize womanhood, they were talking about roses. Classical, isn't it?
 
So I tried to aim becoming an English Rose. Which I thought was someone demure, reserved, soft, sensitive, understanding, delicate. But it just wasn't me.
 
Then I thought that the world is filled with so many flowers and surely, if the only flower in the world is a rose, then no matter how beautiful roses are, they would fail to really bring color to the world. I guess that's why there are different flowers. Flowers symbolize femininity. And if flowers come in different shapes and sizes, then it is the same with women. Women are capable of expressing femininity. And just because they are dressed differently from the rose, that doesn't refute the fact that they are flowers, too.
 
I finally understood. I can never be an English Rose. Since I am not one to begin with anyway. It's not me to be demure. I'm always brutally frank and outspoken. I guess it's not me to wear barbie doll dresses (although I'd honestly love to wear one every now and then). Although I'd really love to look soft and delicate, I would say that that is just not me. There is this certain edge, certain sportiness, a bit spirited, I guess. Haha.
 
I'll learn how to cook one day. That's because I want to. I'll be a lot more tidy, and that's because I want to, too. I am open to the idea of being a housewife, because I believe that can be me, and I don't mind being one. But right now, I'll go and cycle, and roller blade, and wear my sneakers when I want to and as much as I want. I'll tie my hair in a ponytail and wear mascara when I feel like it. I'll go out with or without blush, depending on whether I'm really up for it. But I'll try my best to be groomed because I believe that's a proper.
 
I love roses, I really do. But I love Ylang-Ylang the most.
 
I'll stop trying to become a rose, because deep in my heart, I know I'm not one. I guess I was made out to be and ylang-ylang.
 
But hey, Ylang-ylang is still a flower. So yup, I'm going to live my life and grow up to be Me.
 
I know someone out there would rather have an ylang-ylang than a rose. :)

Emo Moment

 
Sometimes, we just have to burn things. 'Coz that's the only way we can resist trying to get them back.
 
Sometimes, the best thing we can do for someone is to leave them.
 
Sometimes, even if it seems unnecessary, we have to say goodbye.
 
The way to test if a parachute works, I guess, is to jump from a plane and open it up.
 
I am unable to stop the tide from flowing.
 
Sometimes, the only way to get rid of something holding you back is to shrug it off real hard.
 
How many times must I say goodbye before I can finally say a hello that will last?
 
Am I ready for it? Do I really know what I am doing?
 
Did you see me in the picture? Would it make a difference if I was gone?
 
What will you do if one day, you won't be able to see me?
 
Do we always recognize something for what it is?
 
 
 
 
5月12日

Memories of My Father

 
Let me put in a plug first. I decided to have an online retreat for 34 weeks. It's run by Creighton University. http://onlineministries.creighton.edu/CollaborativeMinistry/cmo-retreat.html
Well, please pray for me as I really do not know if I can finish this.
 
Anyway, as part of the online retreat, the first exercise is called 'The Photo Album'. In this exercise, one is asked to remember things in their lives that make them who they are. So it's like a photo album of one's life. What experiences are in our memories? What makes us us?
 
So I was reflecting on it on my way home. There were lots of memories that came rushing back to me. So I decided to take my pen and my notebook to jot them down. I was hesitant at first as I wanted it all to be in one notebook. Anyway, I decided to write in the end.
 
Though there were many thoughts I wanted to jot down, memories of my father came rushing back. For those of you who doesn't know the melodrama of my life, my father left us for another woman when I was eight. So I don't really have that much memories of him. And I guess, those I have, I would try to remember it as something surreal, maybe it was not really even part of my life.
 
But when I started writing down, this came to me.
 
Si Tatay (My Father), he always gave us surprises. I remember the time when he asked me to ge some change from his pants hung in our room, to buy Coke I think. When I opened the room and switched on the lights, I saw some gifts on our bed. If I remember correctly, the gifts included a pink plastic safety deposit box with a heart-shaped lock. There was no special occassion then. It was nobody's birthday.
 
The other time, I asked him to buy me texts (play cards which you flip over the air). He didn't give it to me when he arrived and when I thought he had forgotten all about it, I pulled a long face. He then asked me for a pen. So I had to open my study table to get him one. I opened the table, took the pen, and closed it. It was my mom who saw the unfamiliar plastic bag inside (I didn't notice it coz I was blinded by rage, haha). So my mom opened the study table for me again and took out a bag full of texts.
 
And one day, I just woke up and saw a stack of story books beside me.
 
I am happy to discover that even my dad, imperfect as he is, can still be an image of God to me. My father was still able to mirror God in some ways. You know how it is when you just go about doing things you think you should be doing and God just pulls out a surprise for you when you least expect it? Or sometimes, I guess when we're 'blinded' by some things, we miss out the surprise God has placed just right before our eyes.
 
Somehow, I am really grateful that God has allowed me to see that He has given me a father and has given me a peek at what kind of father our heavenly Father is through the actions of my dad.
 
I guess this is God's surprise for me today :)
5月9日

Quote for the Week

 
When God blesses your work, there lies your vocation.
4月24日

Never Weird, Sometimes Weird, Always Weird

 
I've been reflecting on this.
 
Some people are never weird. Which I think is weird.
 
Some people are sometimes weird. Which I think is pretty normal.
 
Some people are always weird. Which is really just weird.
 
I guess I'm quite normal.
4月12日

He's In Love with Me

 
That's what He told me. And although I've known it for quite some time, it was only yesterday that I had not just a glimpse of His love for me, but I know I felt it.
 
He told me that when He saw me for the first time, He thought it was 'very good.' He's prepared everything for me before I even arrived, before I was even a person. He's always beside me with His smile.
 
He promised that He will never leave me. He wrote a long love letter for me. He tells me He misses me when I forget to talk to Him. He's always been there for me, waiting.
 
I didn't notice it then. I refused to believe it. How can a love so great possibly exist? Did I really deserve His love?
 
But yesterday, I realized that He's been wooing me for a long time. And I can't say no.
 
God, the creator of the universe, humbled Himself to become man. And He humbled himself to become the least of the servants by washing His disciples' feet. I was there. And I could feel Him washing my feet, too.
 
Jesus did not just die on the cross simply because He was being obedient to the Father's Will. He said, 'No one takes it from me, but I lay it down freely...'
 
And I know that He really loves me because everytime I tell Him that I'll want whatever He wants me to do for Him, He tells me that it's not just enough wanting to do things because it's His Will. He wants me to want it, too. So that I can share in the experience of living out my vocation. And that is to love.
 
He told me He's in love with me. And I can't wait for our marriage to take place. I can't wait to be His bride. But I know I still have a lot to learn. He's getting me ready for it.
 
 
4月2日

A Young Woman's Prayer

Dearest Lord,
 
I pray for purity of mind, body, soul and heart. Keep me from defilement. Defend me from the temptations of the evil one.
 
I pray for patience. That I would wait for my Prince to find me.
 
I pray that I will be granted the grace to be able to live out the essence of womanhood. That I can reflect to the world Your design of femininity.
 
I pray Lord, that You will cleanse my heart. Not only from its evil or wrongful desires, but also from the love whose time may have yet to come. Purify it, so that if I may be bold enough to ask, it can be kept as one of the treasures in heaven - a gem that can be given as a reward to the man worthy of it, who searched for it, who longed for it, who prayed for it.
 
This I ask in the name of Your Son, Jesus Christ.
 
Amen
3月24日

Mahal kita

Mahal kita means I love you, in Filipino.
 
I used to think that I would never like to hear a guy telling me, 'Mahal kita.' For me, it signalled something really serious. I imagine hearing those words and I start freaking out. I would rather hear him tell me, 'I love you.' I guess, it was because I thought it was the commonly used phrase, so I felt that you can always overlook the intensity with which it was said.
 
I guess hearing it from your own mother tongue makes the tone a little bit different. I still know that it will sound corny. But I guess, I've used the word corny to label things said in a very sincere fashion, because maybe, at that point, I just couldn't believe that the sincerity of intentions could be so real.
 
Mahal kita. I know that part of me is still uncomfortable at the thought of hearing it. But I'll be brave enough to want to hear it. Coz really, I dream of a love that is sincere, faithful, free, total, and fruitful. And I'll make a resolution now. That when the time comes for me to say it, I'll say, 'Mahal din kita.'
 
Ang corny pa rin talaga, eh... :( di bale na nga lang. True naman... haha.
3月20日

What if Our Present God is Just a Make Believe? Just Like What the Egyptians Had During the Ancient Times...

 
Geoffrey and I agreed that it was a genius statement, delivered by yours truly, during one of our class debates back in high school. Back then, I told everyone that I was a semi-atheist, and had been wearing it like a badge. That was a decade ago.
 
I pondered about what made me deliver such a strong statement. I guess I just really loved challenging what everyone believes to be true. I bet St Thomas Aquinas and St Augustine would both have loved to address that question.
 
So I guess this is one of the ways the old me can present that question once again. Only this time, it's presented to me.
 
So, Steph. What if the present God you believe in right now is just a make believe? That just like Re and Zeus, Odin and Jupiter, he'll be proven to be a myth a few centuries down the road? What do you say, Steph? How can you prove that your God is not just a make believe?
 
Reflecting on it, I probably posed that question to elicit a response that I knew the proponents would have a hard time proving: Faith.
 
What's your proof of the Virgin Birth?
 
What's your proof, a non-philosophical proof, that God created the universe?
 
Isn't simply saying that God is love another way of trying to convince people that God exists, simply because our entire being craves for love?
 
The Greeks thought that Zeus was real, why must it be Jesus? Is it really Jesus?
 
I guess I have no choice but to answer my old self the same answer I was hoping to elicit back then. Faith. I simply believe. I can't prove it. I wasn't there during the Immaculate Conception. I am just 24 years old, I'm very young compared to the universe. God is love, I can feel it. It is Jesus.
 
I can't prove it. All I know is that God chose me. God chooses each and everyone of us. Are we going to chose him back?
 
God is a mystery. If He ceases to be a mystery, then it is no longer God. For the greatness of God is unfathomable by human wisdom.
 
For all of those who, with strong convictions, can answer the question with 'Faith,' thank God with all your heart. 'For it is not flesh or blood that has revealed this to you but (Jesus's) Father in heaven.'
 
For all those who are still struggling, 'ask and you will receive; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened.' I think we have to take note that it is not with passivity that we find God. We need to continuously ask, we need to actively seek, and we need to incessantly knock. And He promised affirmative responses to all.
3月18日

I'm saying this with all sincerity

 
I'd like to travel.
 
I'd like to see different places.
 
I'd like to try to live in different places.
 
I'd like to spread my wings and go to places.
 
It's the first time in a long while that I felt I'd like to once again be brave enough to go out of my comfort zone.
 
I would like to see how far I can go. But to do that, I'd have to have he courage to face the possibility of failures, humility to accept what I really am and what I really can, and the character to persevere to better the best that I have now.
 
3月4日

Water Shortage

 
Today, ACS OH is probably experiencing it's first major water shortage problem. At least as far as I can remember. I was told that it was caused by a pipe that was burst in the school. So people have to go down to get water from the water tank.
 
Somehow, I feel a bit nostalgic. It reminded me of the times when there was a severe water shortage in our place back in the Philippines. A lot of households ended up having to buy big water containers. Some people capitalized on it and offered 'water delivery' service. You can get about 10 gallons of water for about Php3, if I remember correctly.
 
I remember the times when we had to bathe standing in a laundry basin so that we can collect the dirty water and use it to flush the toilet. I remember dipping my hair in the water dipper, 'massaging' water into my skin, and then pouring all the contents of the water dipper on me. That way, I get myself all wet with just a dipper of water. I remember being able to bathe, with my hair shampooed and conditione(re)d all with just a pail of water. And mind you, at that time, I had long hair.
 
I called my mom just to tell her. I happened to have the chance to speak with Darius and he told me that with too much water recycling happening that times, it was a wonder how we were not reduced to re-using the water used to wash rice grains to brush our teeth. He commented that it may have made our teeth whiter (Now that's something for me to try ;)
 
I guess, sometimes, we really just end up taking things for granted. You know, I believe that it's things like this that make people really understand and feel what it feels like to be in a community.
 
Water collection at the same place is not bad. After all, it's a place where everyone can gather and chat and have fun. After all, what's the point getting flustered about it when that can't do anything about it. Maybe you can just make friends with the guy standing next to you. ;)
1月19日

Storybook

 
As I was praying  in the adoration room one day, it occurred to me that I am usually so impatient with the books that I read. Half-way through, I would flip to the ending chapters to see how the author would wrap the story up. It dawned on me that day that sometimes, in my prayers, I would ask God to let me see the next chapters of my life. That day, I realized that I should live my life one page at a time, like how God is writing my story. So that I'd learn to trust Him.
 
And I think, too, that I should learn to appreciate the work of the Author. Sometimes, I guess, in my excitement to live for the future, I forget to enjoy the present moment. I believe I should savor each moment, for every moment will soon pass us by. And they'll all be committed to memories. Wouldn't it be nice to be able look back and be able to tell yourself that truly, I've lived in that moment?
 
1月15日

Not Such a Lab-ly Day... But It was Enjoyable in the End

Wow, my first entry for 2009.
 
Today, I broke one round bottom flask, one adapter, and one pipette tip. It seems like the whole day, all I've been doing is disposing of broken glassware. Slumsy Steph strikes again.
 
It was also the first time that I went to NUS BTC campus. I loved the place. Really, really loved the place. I went there my Principles of IP Law module. It was really a surprise that a good friend was there. My IJ classmate, Michelle was also taking it.
 
I was late because I had to settle my lab in Kent Ridge Campus. But since we were dismissed from class early, we ended up walking around the campus. I was lovely. Michelle even commented that it was sort of a romantic place. I loved it when I felt the fresh breeze on my skin. And the smell of clean, fresh air. Seriously, chloroform, thf, ether and hfp were like the make-up of the air that I've been breathing recently.
 
I'm having headaches now, probably because of chloroform. Oh, well... Maybe I just need sleep.
 
But I am really so happy now...
12月23日

I miss...

being called 'Tepie' or 'Tepoi'.
12月19日

My Christmas Gift

 
There was a time that I was kneeling in prayer, talking to God what I could ask Him as my Christmas gift. I've had lots of things I wanted to wish for and I was having a hard time thinking what to ask for this Christmas.
 
And then, I remembered Jesus Christ, the smiling little baby in a manger, and the three wise men with their gifts. It occurred to me, then, that Christmas isn't my birthday. It's Jesus' birthday. When it's my birthday, nobody asks me what gifts I could give them, they ask me for the gift that I want.
 
I guess I shouldn't be asking what I can ask God as my Christmas gift, but instead, I should be asking what I could give God as my Christmas gift. After all, it is His birthday, not mine.
11月24日

ちょっとさびしい。。。

 
ちょっとつかれた。
 
待つ時間が長いです。。。
 
いつまでに待っている?
 
あなた、どこ?
 
私はここに待っているよ。。。
 
知らない?
 
どうして?どうして今までいない?
 
時々こころはいたい。
 
ねえ。。。私はほんとうにつかれた。
 
ね、時々私を見てください。
 
 
 
10月24日

私の将来の計額

大学を出てから、すぐに働きたいです。でもどんな仕事か今はわかりません。シンガポールで働かなければなりませんから、少なくとも三年(さんねん)すみます。今生物工学を勉強していますが、研究者にはならないと思います。

しばらく働いてから、旅行をしたいです。もちろん、日本へ行きたいです。でも、日本へ行く前に、フィリピンの海へ行ったり、海で遊んだりしたいです。私の国のツーリストになりたいです。

そして、いい友達と結婚したいです。でも、今その友達は彼氏じゃありませんから、少しさびしいです。ですから、私のすぐ将来の計画はその男の人に私に恋させることです。

 
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