Saturday, March 4, 2006

Prague is blanketed in lovely white snow again. But it's not nearly as bitterly cold as the month of February.

I went out with Jess, Dyani, Abby (all whom I'm going to Crete with for spring break), Allie, Jess H., and Mary to Lucerne last night. It was 80s/90s night and I had a great time dancing and singing to the music I love to hate and hate to love. I forget how much I do like clubbing but it takes a specific mood for me to get into it. I was really into it last night, but I wish we had more guys with us. I miss Mark, my clubbing bud in LA who is now teaching English in France. Hopefully we will reunite in August.

The night ended on a bad note for me. I was standing at the bar waiting for my beer when this guy came up next to me and started talking to me in Czech. I told him I didn't speak Czech (in Czech, of course) and he started talking in English, but I had no idea what he was saying. Before I could decipher anything, I felt his rather strong grasp on my butt. I don't know if it was my level of intoxication (not very high at all) or just my pure shock, but I didn't respond right away. I took his touch and him saying "You have a nice bum" as a compliment for the first 10 seconds, then his hand slipped into my pants. I grabbed his hand, pulled it off my butt and moved over to my friends. The rest of the night, I couldn't shake this feeling of being violated. Where does flattering physical affirmations change into sexual violations? In the end, the ghost of his hand will eventually fade but the thing that bothers me the most is that I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT. I suppose as things happen, it is easier to just walk away but in retrospect, I can't shake the feeling that I deserved to hit that guy or that he deserved to get hit. This whole experience has really dampered my day but I guess I just need to learn to knock people out.

This is the week before midterms so things are a little crazy. I have to write a paper and do a presentation before I leave for London on Thursday. I can't wait for London! Seeing Kate and Tim in England...that's just nuts. I will miss my Praha, though.