A giant broccoli known as the Divine Tree grows in the middle of the city and looks down upon Seasoning City. It's time to fill out surveys about career paths at Salt Middle School and the students are filled with various feelings. While they all talk about their hopes and dreams, Mob can't seem to think of anything himself.
Whatever. This is a pain.
أيّاً يكن. هذا مؤلم
Lass gut sein. Es ist eine Qual.
Ya estoy harto. Todo es un fastidio.
Ya estoy harto. Es todo un fastidio.
Laissez tomber.
C’est trop prise de tête…
No, dai, adesso basta. Troppa sbatta.
Tanto faz isso... Que chatice.
Хватит уже.