This one is for those of you who just didn’t want me to let you down without a good pimple story. You know I got one HAHA. Every so often I’ll get one big huge zit on my face, either by my nose, on my chin or the worse, right in the middle of my forehead. Just like those women you see from India who have that red spot in the middle of their head.

So there was this one time I got this huge pimple right in the middle of my forehead. I tried squeezing it (this only works if it’s a whitehead) and I made that shit bleed and grow like 3 times it’s size. Like the size of a dime. I’m not kidding! Tried to cover it and wear bangs so no one would notice. Well my sister and I went to a Wizards game and it was windy that day. I see this guy that I really really liked back in the day, he was still cute as hell. I decide to go talk to him. I’m standing there chatting away asking him “Don’t you remember me? Hell I thot I got better looking. How can you not remember me? Giggle Giggle”. Flirting like crazy. Dude was like “oh wow sorry didn’t recognize you.” Go back to my seat and talk to my sis. I’m like, “That was a little awkward.” My sister starts laughing her ass off. Evidently while I was talking to this guy the wind blew my bangs straight up in the air. So I’m standing there bangs sky high (teach me to use too much hairspray) and right in the middle of my head is this huge red Hindu dot looking at the guy like a third eye. No wonder why he couldn’t wait to get away from me. LOL

Ah but I got one better. I had started a new relationship with a guy. And you know right in the beginning you try your best to look good. Make sure your hair is brushed before bed, wear something cute, maybe dab a little perfume on. Had only slept with this guy a couple of times and he was going to spend the night. Oh I’m sure you’ve guessed it by now. My Hindu Indian princess dot was back with a vengeance. Bigger than ever. I poked it, I prodded it, I made that shit bleed till I had to put a piece of toilet paper on it till it stopped. But dude wasn’t here yet so even though we were going to be jumping into bed I put makeup on, did my hair so my bangs covered it. Finally decided, yes this will work. Guy gets here, the lights are off, kissy kissy huggy huggy we crawl into bed. He’s caressing my arms, my neck, my face, my head, “WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!” he yells. My god I was so humiliated. I mean seriously if you’re getting ready to fuck some chick do you really want to say some shit that’s gonna make her cry? Although I felt like crying inside I simply said in my most ominous voice, “That’s my third eye, and It’s watching you.”

So yes, if you ever see me walking along and you see I’ve got a huge growth on my forehead, simply tell it and me hello. Because my special third eye powers are among me and you have no idea what comeback and Indian princess like me might have. HAHAHAHA