I was walking around in downtown Mumbai and I heard these drums and fireworks, so I had to see what was going on and I came up on this parade going through town. I didn’t know it at the time but there is a 10 day Ganesha festival going on and today was the grand party thing. Anyway, I was watching this parade/party/people just going nuts throwing colored powder and dancing, and I started to take pictures. I wanted to get as close as possible to get some pictures and all of the sudden all of these children came up to me asking me to take their picture. It was really cool, all of these people covered in magenta powder just dancing literally in the middle of the street. I was just taking pictures then a bunch of the crazy magenta colored dancing people started pointing at me and motioning me to come over. I looked around and realized that I was the only white person around and made the “who me?” gesture and they all cheered and motioned more. I walked into the street and I was immediately mobbed by guys, girls, children, adults, all asking me my name and where I was from. They all wanted to shake my hand, like I was famous or something. I was shaking hands, talking to fifty different people at once while all these kids begged me to take their picture. Then this guy came up to me and asked if I dance, so I was like, “sure” and so he grabbed my hand and brought me into the middle of the street, threw a bunch of magenta powder on me and we all started dancing to the drums that were being played. It was crazy, there were these open trucks carrying a bunch of people just throwing colored powder, beating drums, laughing, and dancing. I kept getting pulled in fifty different directions by all of these people wanting to show me stuff. I got pulled into a huge room with a huge statue of Ganesha there and they wanted me to take a picture, so I did. Then they ran me over to this truck with a little Ganesha statue that had a plate of cake on it, and they handed me a handfull of cake to eat (it was good, that Ganesha sure can make a cake). I really am not describing it that well, it was just amazing. Everyone was so nice and just wanted me to take their picture or shake their hand. I have never hugged, hand shaked, and introduced myself so much.

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Are there any other girls out there who feel like bras are a little archaic? It seems like since it is almost 2010, someone would have come up with a more technologically advanced bra. I mean, there have been advancements in materials just like in computers. That’s why we don’t sleep on goose feather and straw beds anymore. Even foam has come a long way since it’s invention. Foam can come in different textures like spongy or firm, and even retain the shape of whatever is pressed against it. Why do padded bras only get to come in one standard type of outdated foam, while you can choose from thousands of kinds mattress foams? Women spend a lot more time in their bras than they do in bed, so I think it’s just as important to be able to pick out materials that provide the best support and comfort when buying a bra as when buying a bed. Right? Also, bra makers still use metal for the under wires. Metal used in clothing for structure and support is just about one and a half steps above using whale bones. I would really rather not wear clothing that can be considered an electrical conductor especially since we tend to have a lot of great lightning storms around here. Victoria’s Secret is doing a decent job with bras by making seamless varieties that don’t have itchy little seems ans corners poking your boobs all the time, but even they still use under wires that work themselves out and stab the shit out of you. I just wish someone could develop a bra that does all that it should without being cumbersome or annoying.

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When I lived in the dorms, I was close with all the girls on my floor. We would always get together and do fun things, and one of our traditions was to go to Rosa’s Café on Tuesday and enjoy Taco Tuesday as a group. That, in 2005, meant you could get three tacos of your choice, either chicken or beef, soft or crispy, tortillas, and beans and rice as a meal for only $3.33. Get a glass of water instead of a coke and you got a meal for under four bucks that is more than enough for one person. This is one of those luxuries that I haven’t done in so long, mostly because I don’t have the big group of girls to go with that make it so fun and remind me that it’s Tuesday, also because I have a kitchen now and cook a lot, and a little portion because I found out how many calories one of those meals has in it and it’s hard for me to not think about it while I’m trying to enjoy my meal. Very delicious, but eating that plate of food is more calories that I would eat the rest of the day put together. I’m not going to tell you, because I don’t want to ruin you love for the tacos if you go to Taco Tuesday, but feel free to google it and find out for yourself if you feel tortured. Enjoy!

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I’m a girl, so I feel like I have bulges and lumps in places they shouldn’t exist. I think this is a misconception that most girls are afflicted with. For example, there is a particular lump that bulges out beside my knee whenever I bend it all the way back. Don’t like it one bit. Just because I don’t like it doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be there though. My best friend always complains about her back fat. She’s a 5 foot 10 inch tall idiot who weighs 125 lbs. Really? How much back fat can she really have? She’d be lucky to have some back fat. It seems like all girls have a few certain parts that they obsess over that will never look smooth or toned enough for them. I’m not sure if guys just don’t notice the bulges or they have just been taught (and taught well) to lie and pretend they don’t see them. I can’t decide. It seems impossible for my boyfriend to not notice my arm flab, but he doesn’t seem to even know it’s there. Maybe he just ignores it and pretends like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about so that he won’t have to look at it. Maybe guys have a mental block on bulges. I hope so. Either way, I’m not gonna go getting unhealthy on my mission to seek and destroy bulges, but I will continue to obsess over them. I wish this wasn’t the case, but it’s how I’ve been brainwashed to be.

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