So ...

I had a great time seeing "You Got Served" with my sister. I've heard it being compared to an extended B2K music video, and I must admit that's completely true. The soundtrack was great. The dance sequences were amazing.

The rest was crap.

These people obviously can't act, and the script seems to have been written using the English-to-Ebonics dictionary.

"Yo dawg, why you trippin' like dat? You down wid us at the warehouse tonite?"

Barf.

And the cheesy romantic subplot didn't help matters. So the guy walks the girl to work and all of a sudden he's "her man" and she's "his girl" and they're all lovey-dovey kissy-poo? Give me a break.

In other news, when I went downstairs for lunch yesterday, I decided it might be a good idea to throw myself down the stairs!

No, seriously, I was wearing socks and the floor is wood and INCREDIBLY slippery. I took quite a fall, bruised my tailbone (which currently hurts beyond belief) and managed to rip all of the skin off my elbows.

OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW.

I then spent 3 hours in bed reading/sleeping/writhing in pain.

I woke up this morning, and I could've sworn I was paralyzed from the neck down. So I've been sitting at my desk on what is possibly the most uncomfortable chair in the world, surfing the Net and listening to music.

My level of productivity is just sky-high.

I can't believe it's already February. Where has January gone? Tomorrow is Groundhog day. Valentine's day is in 2 weeks.

Fuck. Valentine's day. Remember the last one? This year, they're doing that rose delivery thing at school again, and in a bout of self-pity I bought myself one. So on February 13th it will be delivered to my class and for one brief moment it'll seem like someone likes me.

I sent one to the boy too. We'll see how he reacts.

Where the hell did Groundhog Day come from anyway?