P.S.

I have known this all along: being in love is to be vulnerable.

Only Heaven knows what has been in the heart all this while.

As for me, I won't forget.

I am glad it did not work with that guy with a lovely smile. (He is the victim, I am the villain)

and also the plan to secure every semester's dean's list, the prestigious internship I tried applying in year 3, the leading role in a musical production I auditioned for, the idea of being talented in arts, ...

I have lived almost 4 years of contant epic fail and I still do not believe that I am actually a useless person.

so there the list goes on...!