when I imagine what sort of person I'd like to be, I think of a rude and tough person, someone who seems rough, but in fact very courageous, fair and kind, espesially to the close people. but actually I am not a very good one. sometimes I'm a coward. and what is more, I lie. yesterday and today I lied twice. the first lie was more like a joke and it's rather innocent. but the second one was a sort of betrayal. that's it.