Fionna Apple would have a field day with this.

It's been a long week. It's been a weird week.
Tech week, school, work, projects and tests galore, and three shows.
So naturally, at the end of the week around 1:30 in the am, I realize I haven't eaten since lunch and I'm starving.
Deciding I want pizza and since we're at a friends house a block from Aggieville a close friend and I decide to leave, grab a pizza a walk back; Leaving the men to play video games, of which they were entranced by.

Needless to say this was the worst idea-EVER.

Not only was Gumby's packed from counter to door, they don't sell by the slice. I wasn't hungry enough to eat a whole 'big ass' by myself. Noooooo thank you.

'Well...' says my friend 'Burger King is still open'.
'WHOOPER! Deal.'

Needless to say THIS was the wooooorst idea ever.

I hate aggieville more than ever.
I realize it was not the smartest idea for two females to walk through the most inappropriate place in town. I mean, Fred Phelps and his amigos screamed through these streets not but two days ago for a veeeeeery slim degree of reason- but I wanted food.

Never have I ever felt so absolutely degraded in my entire life. Never ever. Not once.
I understand oogling and cat calls. I can ignore those-but in the course of two blocks for various grown men to invade your space and slap you from behind or grab a hand full of your ass-I am in NO way ok with that. I swear to you if there weren't any sense in my mind two of the men last night would have been on the ground in pain. I was that livid. Me-mad. Those don't go hand in hand very often. I hate violence. I hate it. I don't 'hate' many things in the world because I don't agree with the word 'hate'. But I HATE with every fiber of my being violence. More so, I hate how when men have alcohol in them, all sense leaves their brain and they feel they can get away with murder.

After a block away from gumby's and after the third time this had happened, thank the Lord we ran into my friend from high school. He may not be the strongest man in the world, nor the soberest...but he agreed to walk us the rest of the way to burger king where I helped feed him a whopper that I bought for his kindness of going with us. (Even if he insisted that he walk in the middle so he could look like a pimp.

Sooo. That was my week.
recap: I hate aggieville. I'm not near as excited to turn 21 and venture down there anymore. Not at all.