Prologue

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"I wonder if he receives my email. It's been 3 weeks since we broke up. Is he fine? Doing alright?"

So, like, it had been a solid three weeks since he hit me with that Facebook and Messenger block. Classic ghosting move, right? But then, out of nowhere, I spot that he's unblocked me on Facebook. What gives, seriously? I mean, unblocking is like opening the door a crack, but then the dude doesn't even bother sending a text? Talk about confusing AF.

Yo, it's been like a solid three weeks since the Facebook block-off saga. No lie, that missing feeling hits at the weirdest hours, and you end up just zoning out at your screen. But then, plot twist: you spot the unblocking. Cue dramatic music, right? Like, okay, cool, unblocked, but seriously, what's up with the radio silence?

Late-night thoughts turn into email drafts. You know the vibes – those "pouring out my soul" messages you shoot when you're in a mood. Sure, you're missing the dude, but you're not about to be that constant bother during his hustle. You've got a sixth sense he's not up for another convo round just yet.

As you type, the big question pops up: is this your bad for not playing it chill? Maybe you should've been all calm and collected. But then again, maybe this whole mess is like a crazy game of Jenga waiting for its epic fall. Anyhow, it's clear the heartbreak-prevention gig isn't your gig anymore.

"Lesson learned," you mumble to yourself, fingers still clicking away. The screen does its blinky thing in the dark, your words cruising off into the digital abyss. Who knows if he'll actually get them, right? But hey, you're doing something. Even if it's just giving your thoughts a crash pad.

So, check it, he and my friend are in the same college. My buddy, bless his texting quirks, spills the tea sometimes. Guess what though? Dude got into his dream university! Remember when we were a thing and we used to toss up prayers for that? I'm seriously stoked for him. Life's wild, huh? From exes to pals, and who knows what's next on this rollercoaster?

Ah, the countryside college life, where rolling hills and quiet vibes are the norm. Here's me, feeling a pang of envy as my buddies – especially the unstoppable Anna and the one-and-only Gelo – waltzed right into their dream universities. I mean, seriously, Anna and Gelo even ended up in the same place, talk about squad goals.

But hey, life's like a quirky novel, right? I landed in this rural college, kinda like a fish out of water. Loneliness started setting in, but I knew deep down that giving up wasn't an option. It's time to channel that inner warrior, folks.

Sure, I might not have the bustling campus or the happening hangouts, but guess what? Life's got surprises up its sleeve. The library? Became my new best friend. College crew? A quirky bunch with stories that would put a Netflix series to shame.

Day by day, I embraced the slow pace, found joy in the little things – leaves rustling, stars shining – you get the drift. The real plot twist? I wasn't just studying to prove a point, but to show myself I've got what it takes. Cue those late-night cram sessions and heart-to-heart convos with professors who were like life gurus.

As I traded FOMO for JOMO (Joy of Missing Out), something amazing happened. The loneliness melted away, replaced by a feeling of belonging. Those weekend market adventures and random strolls with newfound friends? That's the good stuff right there.

So, in this tale of twists and turns, I learned that life doesn't follow a script. Dreams don't care about GPS – it's all about the detours and the unexpected pit stops. As I stand here, ready to tackle whatever plot twist comes next, I know I'm the author of my own story. And dang, it's turning out to be one heck of a page-turner.

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