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Childhood obsessions. We allll had 'em. Maybe yours was bugs? Alternatively, maybe it was Bugs. Regardless, I am sure there was something. Something to which your were irrationally attatched.

I would like to think that by revisiting our childhood obsessions we can see a little insight into who we have become today, and who were are going to become later in life.

I'll admit it, I was obsessed with the Olsen Twins. You were too, don't lie to yourself. But I didn't just like them, I wanted to be one of them (apparently I had no sense of bio-logic). I had all of their movies, I watched all of their television shows, I pretended that I had my own Mary-Kate and Ashley TV show (I was always Ashley, for the record), I bought their clothing line, I frequently checked their website (I got the internet while in elementary school so stop judging me), I sang all of their songs and I was in their fan club, which they so cleverly disguised as their "Fun Club" (Fans can write to 859 Hollywood Way, Suite 412, Burbank, CA 91505 for information or visit their official website at http://www.marykateandashley.com/. ... Not sure if this still holds- I'll try it out and get back to you)

So one day, I decided that I would look back and see why I was so obsessed, you know get a little insight into who I am and who I am to become. I stumbled upon (not via http://www.stumbleupon.com/, but via me being creppy and YouTube stalking them) this jewel.




It is now clear to me why I loved them so.  The answer is very simple- I was in training to be a pedophile.