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How I Will Meet Your Mother (or who I want to be with for the rest of my life)
While there are rumors that the end of the world is coming this year, this is no excuse for me to have that cliché yet wonderful dream of being with somebody for the rest of my life. The cliché goes like this: I am stuck in an island, and I have to choose somebody who you would be with for the rest of my life. Or perhaps something like this: I am in a church (for bracket A girls, alright, beach) wedding and I am with what I say the one. Or something like this: I imagine yourself all alone at the Freedom Park, until somebody went towards me: she or he smiles at me and sits with me. If the person’s a female, I get to tell my feelings. If the person’s a male, perhaps both of us would talk about almost everything, with a big bottle of softdrinks. Continue reading
