it's not at all odd how i love any food a thousand times more when i'm at school. my craving for food differs from place to place, weather to weather, mood to mood, second to second. let's see how, taking my School and Home, for now. i) at Home: my brother hoards snacks. i mean it. he corrupted me, that i stuff myself with all kind of biscuits he stocks. from Parle G to Dark Fantasy and all those inbetween-- Milk Bikis, Good Day, Nice Time, Bourbon, Hide And Seek and all that jazz. i smell a biscuit from every packet and get bored. or, i eat with utmost disrespect. like, "you're just A Biscuit." at school: especially during the gaps between periods teachers can never manage to fill (some experts excepted) and the 2:30 break periods. you will never know who brought which box, most of the time it's packets (so, tougher). all i remember is wearing stars for eyes and taking advantage of my long hand and fingers to get hold of which ever biscuit is reachable (broken or not, doesn't matter) and put it inside my mouth with closed eyes to fight for next piece of biscuit. *same is the case with other snacks.