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To: My Prince Charming Out There

From: Veronica

i have been occupied with my own thoughts lately and to be completely honest, i am the only one i hear all day and night. it can be lonely at times but i am learning to embrace the quietness in my life. never thought single-hood could do me so much good and oh so naturally i am moving on just fine.

it has been four months ever since the split-up and things around me are... normal. far too normal that i am actually drowning in normality. right. 

anyway, the holidays are here and i have sixty days all to myself. no school, no projects, no heartache to deal with. that being so, i penned down a list of things i wish to do/accomplish within this period of time. 

i do read in the day and sadly i can never find the charm in reading sci-fi or graphic novels. it's a shame, really because i can never share the same set of novels my siblings have and thus my very own collection of chick-flick/romance novels. not that i consider it a bad thing or anything...

one thing about reading romantic stories is that i always end up believing that my prince charming is out there and that we will eventually meet some day and live happily ever after. i cannot help but wonder when will my prince charming make entrance on of course, a white horse. but time and again, reality hits me hard and the whole fantasy vanishes.

i'll leave that to that.

there're so many things on my mind and believe me, half of those are futile. since it's a space (my space to be exact) i'm just going to babble away...

ever since i met up with a few of my closer secondary school friends whom i have lost touch with, i feel as though i am connected back to the world. god, the four months of keeping myself away from people was awful and i'm glad that ludicrous phase of my life is over. the fact that he was (is) with another girl back then made me feel inferior and imperfect, which contributed wholly to the freaking-low-self-esteem i possessed then. i didn't show how thankful i am for having my girls around, although little said and little done, they were there, am glad that i belong.

so...

i am back to my miss independent world now and despite how overly attached i am to him, moving on alone is much much simpler than i thought it'd be. i wouldn't say it is painless but it's definitely not anywhere near death. 

second official day of the semester break and i am loving every second of it. the sweet smell of freedom... mmm... think i'll find something exciting to do tomorrow. 

so much for tonight.