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The first time that thing popped on my t.v., I was torn. I wanted to keep the thing on for a while to enjoy myself. But my baby was watching it too! (psst: my baby is my little cousin and she loves to watch t.v while cuddling up to me. Baby- because she's the only one I have)

Why was I enjoying it was exactly the reason why my baby shouldn't be watching it. 
It was senseless retarded cartoon that barely moved inches and made sounds that would confuse even Pokemons!

Pikachooooo - I could do anything to get one like him! He was so cute, would give so much love and care and oh my God! I could just pull his cheeks and kiss him! Watching him is something I can never forget. (I was a grown up by the time Pikachoo started dancing on my screen, yet somehow I have seen the cartoon in and out. No conclusions!)

There were a bunch of things I enjoyed watching on t.v. One thing I can never forget is running back from school, throwing my bag away (seriously, when I see my baby do that, can't blame mom for yelling at me!), and sitting with a bowl of Maggi, staring in front of 'I dream of Jeannie'. I loved that show so much, I would imitate Jeannie at school in break time. I was Jeannie, with the long pig tail and cute face *blinks and blinks*, and my friends were Tony, Roger and Dr. Bellows. It was the four of us always, be it any game, any time.

We found each other at a place we never admit started our friendship - girl's room. I loved talking to them while waiting for our turns to come, playing all my recess games with them, sharing my 'tiffin', borrowing their books when I hadn't completed mine, being away from them and then going back to them.

Somehow I've missed them so much in the last few years, I have not had the courage to redraw my perfect picture with them.

I wish we were closer. I wish we were together. A part of my life would come alive, unlike the retarded cartoons that my baby is watching! What is she going to share with her friends?! 

Maybe fb statuses.

P.S.: she's already on fb and probably will be tweeting soon.

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