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Sounds like a pretty common scenario for the first year of University.
Do yourself (and your quasi-ex) a favour... break it off with no strings attached. Play the field. Meet other people (maybe this new woman). Get some experience under your belt.
Your quasi-ex may not be there when you get back but then you may not (with any luck) be the same person. You will have grown and changed into the person you are going to be...
This is not an incitement (neccessarily) to go out and make a slut of yourself. See it more as encouragement to live life the fullest. Experiment and experience life to the fullest. Before you know it you will be working full time and have a mortgage and have kids, etc.
University (college, whatever) is the time in your life to figure IT out. You may end up coming full circle and liking the same things you like now and being the same person... that is just part of the journey.
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"My hands are on fire. Hands are on fire. Ain't got no more time for all you charlatans and liars."
- Old Man Luedecke
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