Happy 2 Years to Me, Myself, And I



I did it guys. March marks my two years of singlehood, fabulousness, #foreveralone, or whatever that rocks your boat. What does that mean exactly? It means that an average weekend for me includes putting on my fly-est outfit and hitting the best registered parties with the girl friends. It means watching movies by myself, eating by myself, and enjoying the moment by myself (kind of). It also means that at times, I often wonder what it would be like if I made the extra effort to get to know someone better and/or initiate a conversation with a past fling. And so being single may be a lot of things for different people, but for me, loneliness is not one of them. I work on my own time. I am committed to bettering myself as an individual (physically, emotionally, and spiritually). While I used to complain to my girl friends and sometimes to the bros, as to how I'll one day be a cat woman myself, I like to believe that I have grown quite a lot these past two years. I've learned how to watch independent films at the movie theaters by myself. I learn that Valentine's Day is not just about celebrating it with a man you love, but with everyone you love. I learn how to manage my time wisely so that I can work, play, work out, rest, and repeat. Essentially, it has seriously been the best two years of my life. Yes, I've had my fair share of crushes and fallen hopes, but I do not go about meeting new people just to get myself a boyfriend or a potential hook-up buddy. I still value relationships and commitment and love would be an amazing thing to experience all over again, but only when the time is right and with a person who recognizes that and more. So if and whenever it happens, a month from now, three years from now, etc. etc. it's going to be beautiful. I would then be able to share my successes, my stories, and my journey with a person who respects me, understands me, and ultimately, loves me. Perhaps, I'll consider opening up a cookbook or two and learn how to prepare a good home-made dinner without burning the house down. Perhaps, my weekends will be spent rock climbing, hiking, or running with a person who equally takes pleasure in the adrenaline of staying active. Perhaps, I get to go to a drive-in movie theater, buy a bucket of buttered popcorn, and exchange a few small pecks  with the person in between scenes or two. Until then, I will just have to keep in mind that the mental and emotional energy that goes into sustaining a relationship requires time that I do not have.

So as of now, and this may be the best and most selfish thing I will ever do, I have chosen to be in a relationship with myself. I aim to stay focus on finishing up my undergraduate career with a bang and then venture off into the real world with an open mind. I choose to participate in outlandish escapades with good company and surround myself with people who supports my craziness and spontaneity. So happy two years, Khanh. Let's celebrate your awesomeness with a glass of champagne.