One of my best memories growing up was waking up on the weekend really early and playing outside with my childhood friends all day. I always tend to reminisce on these times because I wonder how I ever had so much energy to be outside 8 plus hours without eating and not caring if I did or not, to now where it feels like I cant get through a class without starving. 

I feel like everybody had a similar childhood, just with different friends and different neighborhoods. Am I wrong? Im pretty sure everybody grew up playing manhunt, tag, two hand touch, kill the carrier, etc., and we all ha dour pointless dramas, but the next day were all still bestfriends. This is how the cycle continues day after day, until we all grow up and drift apart...sadly.