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So, I just saw video footage of M.I.A. (my favorite rapper, yeah) at this year's Grammys...and holy crap. Very, very pregnant. Nine months. But you have to hand it to her, she freakin' kicked ass. She's still breaking into an industry that favors guys. So she kind of shot it all to hell by coming out and rapping with the rest of them...about to pop out a child. I mean, I kind of really...admire her for that. Huzzah to her.

Wow, did I really just say "huzzah"? Holy god, I'm a nerd.

So today I stayed home from school because I was sick. I still am feeling a bit under the weather, but mostly because my muscles are still ACHING. Never stop working out after a pretty intense field hockey season...I felt as if I haven't used my muscles in YEARS. I can't even sit down without wincing...and I've kind of developed this sort of WADDLE like pregnant women (I dunno what's with the pregnancy references today, honestly!). All in all, I look like I got the shit kicked out of me, and it feels like I have. Stupid fitness coach at school...he should know that our softball team is probably the most unfit in the state...half the girls (not me) carry inhalers.

On the plus side, I may have also acquired some of these aches from yoga in gym class...it makes me feel SO relaxed, but...again, I can hardly walk after what our teacher calls the "Daily Dozen." Monstrous.

So this weekend is Valentine's Day. Ugh. I've never been so NOT looking forward to something in a while. That's all I need, more chocolate...
No, the highlight of my V-Day is going to be staying at home and watching A Walk To Remember on ABC family. See, I can be romantic without getting delusional. Who needs Hallmark ANYWAYS?

Well, I gotta go. I may have slept the day away, but I'm still mucho exhausted. My uncomfortable bed awaits...

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