Star Wars Has A Day?! Of Course It Does.

Did you know that May 4th is Star Wars Day?! It’s Star Wars Day because May the 4th sounds like “may the force” and then people add the “be with you” part. It’s quite a stretch from “4th” to “force” and it’s so very stupid! And this is coming from a huge Star Wars fan!

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A Lesson in Frustration: My Mom and Technology

Parents: sometimes they’re great, and sometimes they crush your very soul and any faith you had in humanity. It can be frustrating, especially when technology is involved. For example, my mom is technologically illiterate (to put it mildly). My brother and I tell her to ask us before buying a phone. She agrees every time, but when friend X and Y recommends her a phone, she seemingly can’t help herself. And yet, when she has problems, are her friends there to help her? No. It falls on me to fix whatever problems she has, but does she ever listen to anything I say? No.



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Assassin’s Creed, Whitewashing, and Movies Based on Games

Do you like Michael Fassbender? He’s starring in the upcoming Assassin’s Creed movie! It’s hard to dislike him, to be honest. He’s good looking, charismatic, and the leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants. Oh, wait, that’s Magneto.

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How’s Rehab? What Do You Do?


A good friend of mine asked how rehab was going and what it consisted of. It’s going well, and this is how I know: I feel fucking normal again. I can walk without a limp, I can sit down without being uncomfortable, and going up and down Mt. Everest the stairs is no longer an exhausting achievement.

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Key To Recovering From Surgery: Video Games and Friends

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While stuck in bed, I became especially grateful for a few things: my family, modern medicine, and video games. My family had to take care of me and bring me meals around the clock, and for that, I’ll forever be grateful, even if it can get a bit strained between me and my mom. Modern medicine deserves its props too, cause I can’t imagine how much worse it’d be if there was no ACL reconstruction surgery — I’d be restricted to walking for the rest of my life!

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What Makes Something Worth Doing?

My knee fresh out of surgery. Very swollen and red. Tape and dried blood over the entry wounds.

Injuries happen. It’s a risk you take when you participate in any sport. It’s a risk you take when you get out of bed and walk down the stairs or walk down the street. Injuries are just a part of life, and while you should try to minimize the risk, the risk is ever present. Would you stop stretching if one day, you stretched and pulled a muscle? If you sprain your ankle going to work, or buying groceries, do you stop going? That’s how I see injuries in soccer — they happen. I’ll try to avoid it next time, but if I stop doing something because I’m scared of getting hurt, then there’s literally nothing else for me to do. I might as well wrap myself in saran wrap and live in a very well protected bubble!

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Tearing My ACL…Like a Boss


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Paramedic standing over me while I cried like a bitch. Just kidding, they were the manliest of tears. Photo credit: asshole teammate of mine. Not sure who. Can’t even see my face in this picture. I should probably be grateful?

So I was playing soccer almost two months ago when I went in for a tackle and ended up in a heap on the floor. I over-extended my leg, hoping to get the ball, but what I got was a 20? minute wait for the ambulance to arrive. I remember one asshole on the other team asked whether I could be moved so the game could continue. This wasn’t a fake “soccer injury”/dive, but I wasn’t in any shape to argue with him. Still, what an asshole. The paramedics eventually came and carried me off on a stretcher, but I still like to think that I left like a boss. I mean, how else could I leave?

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