I don't know why I know things. It's...fucking uncool.
I wish I wouldn't know what was going to happen today and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I hope I'm wrong. I beg I'm wrong.
I need something different.
I want to go out of country.
I want to visi Japan.
I want. I want. I want.
I want to visit Paris and Seoul, and Swiss again, and Bruxelles, please, please, make it happen to me!

M.M.