“Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.”—Lemony Snicket (via setbabiesonfire)
I seriously love my friends. We are the most oddly mature bunch of kids I know. Driving back to college while listening to talk radio and discussing topics like Occupy Wallstreet and politics. We’re all pretty much 20 and yet compared to everyone we’ve ever come in contact with at school you would think we are grad students. We take school seriously and work on projects outside of class like extra art or computer science projects and work comes first before sleep.
Sure we have our derpy teenage moments and drink but I wouldn’t trade all these lovely folk for the world. Heavy discussions at 2am is a norm as well as all night Dead Island co-op matches. We discuss probable scientific problems or how best to solve world problems and I swear one of these days I’m going to start recording these talks. I’m thankful for everyone of them including my crazy smart boyfriend who takes a Quantum theory based mathematics class on his own as a independent study course. If we could combine all our smarts I’m sure we could solve any problem we came across.