primary school food

the good old days of primary school - when there was cheap food (and cheap thrills), recess was a time to play games like catching and freeze/melt, and when we were (mostly) innocent. naive even. polar snack and the potato snack that i recently bought somehow triggers the recollection of those years of young fun. i feel old just looking back, comparing and thinking. pondering over what ifs, what could have been. and coming back to the present. looking back, (as usual. haha) i find that i was quite an unpleasant kid. i have to admit that there is some truth in that bullying triggers bullying, cyclical is the word and a very vicious one.

almost wish that i could return to that time, to relive it and to live it more properly and in a more wholesome manner. to make more friends, to have been kinder, to have been a better friend, to so many things and more.

whenever i read a 'nothing' in response to if you could relive your life, what would you change about it", its so inconceivable and ridiculous to me. like REALLY? ABSOLUTELY? yes, you're happy now and the past moulds you, but no regrets? nothing to change? nothing that you would have done, or not done; done better; thought about doing? if i could i'd change a lot of things, but time is an variable invariable and nothing's going to change that. unless time travel materializes.