I will move to Heidelberg, Germany, where I'll pursue a degree in some kind of medical field.
I will be the goofball in my close-knit group of friends. The one who tells the immature jokes. Always the procrastinator.
After my Uni years, I will settle down with a small-time job. Something simple.
There I will probably meet a wonderful German who will marry me. We'll likely have one kid. Michaela if it's a girl.
Our house will be untidy and disorganized, with lots of little ornaments and blue roses in every room.
I will still be a horrible cook. The kind that makes you want to cringe with what she makes.
I will own a beautiful red / yellow / pink Vespa, my pride and joy. ;w;
And even then I'll still be cursed with social awkwardness and clumsiness.
Finally, I will grow old with my husband, reflect on the good times, and move on. Yes. :]