I have never loved my vagina more than I love it now.

The jaw-opening, thrilling, utterly indecent yet fun play, “The Vagina Monologues” helped me realize how truly beautiful and amazing my “coochi snorcher” really is.

Right off the bat it caught my attention. With an opening line like “Welcome penises, vaginas, and everything else in between,” how could it not?

The indecent, yet funny welcome set the mood for the rest of the night.

I definitely have to say that out of all the plays I have had the pleasure of witnessing at Cerritos College, this was the most enjoyable.

It was based on the book, “The Vagina Monologues,” which is a compilation of various monologues, stories, comments, and protests made by women.

My absolute favorite was the monologue titled “My Angry Vagina.”

The word “wow” cannot even begin to describe how awesome that monologue was.

Most of it was told through shouting and yelling and cussing, but I think it was portrayed perfectly by the actress. I can’t think of any other way that monologue should have been performed.

It completely surpassed all levels of amazing performances.

It consisted of complains, protests, demands, observations and desires proclaimed by “an angry vagina.”

It talked about how disgusting and uncomfortable tampons are and how a period can only be explained as an “inexplicable phenomenon.”

I think the vulgarity and descriptive images this monologue provided truly showed everyone a taste of what a period and having to deal with tampons and what not, really is like.

It had me cracking up at all the absurdities and somewhat uncomfortable details that were told.

Tears came out of my eyes because of how hard I was laughing when the actress began to explain the smell of a vagina.

She said, “Don’t believe a guy when he tells you your vagina smells like roses. It’s not suppose to smell like roses. If it doesn’t smell like fish, then you’re not smelling a vagina.”

I thought I was going to fall out of my seat when she said that. I had to keep catching my breath.

But then the monologue went on to saying what a vagina tastes like. I think I will never forget the description and slogan given to vaginas.

According to this monologue, vaginas taste like wet dog food, and their slogan should be “quality you can taste.”

There was one thing that caught me off guard though.

When asking the audience what vaginas want the most, I was dumbfounded. I actually was not sure of what my vagina and other vaginas wanted.

But of course, all my confusion ended when the monologue clarified for me that “the one thing vaginas want is sex!”

Although many of the monologues were delightful to watch, some were heartbreaking to listen to.

There was one monologue called “My Vagina was my Village” that shared the horrors one woman experienced while being raped during war.

That, along with other facts, shared during the play made me realize the atrocities and painful experiences that many women face.

Overall, I was delighted by this play and give all the kudos possible to the Feminist Majority Leadership Alliance and the students of CSULB for allowing me experience the best play I have ever watched.

Although it was a very fun play to watch, it also provided awareness of the realities that are happening in this world today.

It proves that more support and respect needs to be given to women.