| 11:10p |
So I was walking to the grocery store (like a third of a mile away) to get a few things. I had on my OSU Newman Center sweatshirt, loose jeans, and tennis shoes. Nothing especially provacative. So why on earth a car with a couple guys driving by felt the need to roll down their windows (it was a little chilly) and yell "hey there baby doll, how ya doin?" I have no clue, but it made me feel objectified and angry. I'm finally at the point where I can be at a bar or something and have some random guy tell me I'm pretty (if he uses the right term for it, not "hot" or something sliding toward degrading) without wanting to tear him to shreds. But yelling at me out of cars=unacceptable and NOT flattering in the slightest. (and not really the best way to pick up women, as they really have no way of knowing WHO the hell you are.)
Anyway, I went to mass tonight. It's Valentine's Day after all, and I wanted to be with the One who really loves me! |