sedalia

I can sum up my trip to Sedalia to get a tattoo in four pictures:

Starbucks, pre-tattoo. I look like a crazy person.

Post-tattoo, before it got wrapped up.

The most delicious cupcakes in the world, courtesy of Evan's smokin-hot mom.

My first ever Papa Murphy's pizza.

It was probably one of the best days I've had this summer, except for the part where I got a speeding ticket in Chillicothe.. 

blogging at 4am, nbd.

Passages from the Bhagavad-Gita As It Is I highlighted today:

• One who takes shelter of the Supreme Lord has nothing to fear, even in the midst of the greatest calamity.
• Either in waking or in sleep, a devotee of the Lord can never be free from thinking of Krsna's name, form, qualities and pastimes.
• Excessive attachment for material things puts a man in such a bewildering condition of existence.

You're welcome.

My back is absolutely killing me. I've been sitting on my floor for the last four hours doing stuff for my Intro to Music Theory class. Ever since Friday night when I started working at Royal Inn again my back has been fucked upppp. Eurgh.

Earlier this evening, I played the Sims 3 for about... 6 hours. Yeah. Six whole hours. Maybe more. Paul Kim went to Egypt for a week, his daughter Delia turned into a teenager, and his wife Cassie had a nervous breakdown from the amount of gardening I was making her do. Bwahahaha. 

eh

I'm sick of blogging.

I'm sick of Salt Lake.

I'm sick of packing away all of my clothes except the outfits I'm going to wear for the next 11 days.

so I'm not packing anymore.

But I have successfully cleaned out all of my drawers and my side of the closet. Now all that's left is the bra lamp, everything in and on my desk, and a bunch of other stuff. I honestly don't know if all of my stuff, Rose, and I can fit in my car next Saturday..

Um, so what I have done since my last post?

Corinne's sister Abby came up for the weekend. We went to the Grand Kerfuffle on Friday. It was kind of dumb because we missed Chiddy Bang and then Mike Posner only felt like playing slow, boring songs on the piano. Oh and Stu and I called things off again so I was mad/sad about that too.

So then on Saturday, we traveled down to South Jordan to the Sri Ganesha Hindu Temple. It felt kind of like we were intruding on the temple though. We were the only people in there besides some priests. So we were walking around the statues of different deities, trying to whisper as quietly as possible, but I failed at being quiet because one of the priests came up and started talking to us. It was a really good talk. He explained that Hindus believe in only one God and that they worship that one God through all of the different deities. No matter who they're praying to - Krishna, Ganesh, Shiva, etc. - the prayers are going to go to God. The priest explained it in the way that you don't talk to your cell phone, you talk through your cell phone to another person. It's the same way. The Hindu people don't worship the statues of Ganesh, they worship through Ganesh to God.

Shiva surrounded by two Ganesh statues

Ganesh; the priest offered us the three apples on the right after talking to us.

Later that night I hung out with a bunch of people from Best Buy. It was fun, different from the hang-outs I'm used to here at the dorms. On Sunday, Paul and I went to the library to study.. I think he worked on his math project while I finished up the current season of Parks and Recreation on Hulu. I honestly don't remember what else I did on Sunday. I may have watched Ratatouille..

Yesterday, Amanda and I shared a presentation on Jacques Prévert in French. Today I aced an exam over Islam. Tomorrow I will hopefully ace the final we have in mythology. 

Ummmm, yeah. 

festival of colors!

This weekend was my first time going to the Festival of Colors in Spanish Fork. It's this huge Hindu celebration that welcomes springtime where people throw colored corn starch at each other and into the air at specified intervals throughout the day. On Saturday, over 40,000 people went to the festival, where 85,000 bags of colors (priced at $2 per bag) were sold. Sunday didn't have as many people but it was still a blast to experience and join in on. Click on the pictures to make them bigger.

Stuart, Mitch and I inside of the Sri Sri Radha Krishna Temple before the throwing of colors.

Early throwings; you can tell the time by the whiteness of Zack's shirt.

Stu and I after an hour of throwing colors.

Zack... This picture is seriously terrifying.

A glance at the Lotus Temple and part of the crowd after the first synchronized throwing.

I'll definitely be going back next year.