I'm too unsure of myself.
I'm too unsure of my position, my dream. Sure, I can sing, but is this really what I want to do?
What I'm trying to say is... there's someone out there that
knows this is their dream, that should be here, instead of me, who doesn't know if the stage is the right place.
I'm really sorry to my room mates, by band mates, who might not have seen this coming. I'm leaving them in a bit of a bind, but I know they'll survive. They're talented, determined, and that's going to be more than enough to get them through any hard times. Just don't forget me, you hear?
That being said, good luck to all the trainees here. The ones I've met and haven't.
Jessica-noona, you haven't seen the last of me yet.