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I just threw out 4 large shopping bags worth of old stuff from school that I definitely won’t ever need again since I’ll be going to University in about 2 weeks.
And it felt SUPER liberating to finally get rid of all those bad memories and junk that accumulated over 6 years from my last school. It also feels good to know that I never, ever have to go back to that. - YAY!
You know what the most beautiful thing about me getting a shiny new PC is?
I CAN PLAY DA:I ON MY SHINY NEW PC. THAT’S RIGHT. WITH POTENTIAL MODS. THAT’S F*CKING AWESOME!
….as long as I manage to assemble the damn thing without it exploding in my face right afterwards. Or three weeks later…. ‘SPLOOOOOOSIONS!
it’s ridiculous how goddamn excited I am for Dragon Age: Inquisition and my qunari mage babe. Like really damn ridiculous.
My Least Favorite Trope (and this post will include spoilers for The Lego Movie, Guardians of the Galaxy, The Matrix, Western Civilization, and—cod help me—Bulletproof Monk*.) is the thing where there’s an awesome, smart, wonderful, powerful female character who by all rights ought to be the Chosen One and the hero of the movie, who is tasked with taking care of some generally ineffectual male character who is, for reasons of wish fulfillment, actually the person the film focuses on. She mentors him, she teaches him, and she inevitably becomes his girlfriend… and he gets the job she wanted: he gets to be the Chosen One even though she’s obviously far more qualified. And all he has to do to get it and deserve it is Man Up and Take Responsibility.
And that’s it. Every god-damned time. The mere fact of naming the films above and naming the trope gives away the entire plot and character arc of every single movie.