Real dumb, but my sleep-deprived 2AM brain thought it sort of ruled at the same time. Whatever.
On December 16, 2015, I decided that life isn't so bad and it's pretty worth living after all. Thanks, Star Wars.
If you have a problem with that, you can literally felate me.
No but seriously, I'm beyond a loss for words if I'm being really real. Myself and four friends saw this alone in an auditorium. We collectively jumped up and screamed at least one dozen times, and probably spent a third of the movie sitting on the barricade behind our seats. You know, like children would do when they're seeing something beyond special or spectacular.