Journal entry N°8-Mikey's journal:
Perspective… and ADHD
People always ask me why I let Raph pick on me all the time.
Truth is I don't.
It's all about perspective.
You see, Splinter's always said I have a natural gift for martial arts and athletic stuff and he's definitely right. I don't think my moves too much like Leo and Donnie do; I just go with the flow.
I also don't like to use too much energy like Raphie-boy does. I mean, what's the point on wasting your energy on a bunch of bad fighters when you know the tough ones are waiting for you to run out of juice so they can kick your shell!
Hmm… perhaps I DO think my moves. Shell, could I be turning into an egghead like Don?
Oh sorry… I guess I'm rambling now. Back to the subject.
As I was saying, Splinter says I'm a natural athlete and why do I bring this up? Because that means I'm fast.
Now, you may ask: but Mikey, what does that have to do with perspective?
A lot, trust me.
You know how Raph smacks me upside the head almost all the time and for every little thing I say? And that he chases me off the entire lair after falling for a perfect prank courtesy of moi?
You still with me?
Yes?
Good.
Ok, so… how is that if I'm the fastest turtle in the lair I always get caught, pummeled and smacked by him?
Have you already guessed?
Yes?
No?
How about now? Still nothing?
Ready to know the truth?
Drum roll, please!
Answer is…and please don't tell Raph…
… BECAUSE I LET HIM!
Yes. I let him catch me, smack me upside the head, pummel me, almost kill me, you name it! That is the truth behind the smacks and bruises I got from my dearest hotheaded brother.
And you may ask again: what the shell does that have to do with perspective?!
As many of you should know, Raph is the"I'm-too-manly-for emotions" and "Too-tough-for-physical-signs-of-affection" kind of guy.
Or should I say turtle?
That would be more accurate because… well, we ARE turtles after all. But saying "guy" is ok too because we're all dudes, obviously.
But that's humans talk… and we're not humans. So in a way, that wouldn't be so accurate because we're turtles, mutated ones. Then again, there isn't a specific term teenage mutant ninja turtles can use in a conversation other than:"dude", "guy", "bro", "pal", etc.
Oh gosh! I was rambling again, wasn't I? So, so sorry! I tend to do that a lot.
Damn this ADHD!
Where was I?
Oh yeah, perspective!
Since Raphie is not the turtle you're looking for when you want brotherly comfort, there is not much I can do to show him I love, love, loooove him without getting kicked in the shell. Only way I can do that is by pranking him and letting him get me after a long chase.
To me that's snuggles in the couch while watching my favorite movie. Tough love, I know. But what can you expect from a tough turtle?
And the smack upside the head? That's like a hug!
So technically, if I didn't let him smack me upside the head it'd be like turning down a hug! His hug! How could I possibly turn down a hug from the brother I loooove the most?
Yes, even more than my other bros and dad.
Deal with it!
Call me crazy, masochist, whatever you wanna call it… but the way I see it, that's just Raph's way to show he cares. Who am I to question that logic?
It's all about perspective. You see him as a mean and evil brother, I see him as a tough loving turtle. And besides, he doesn't hit me as hard as everyone thinks he does.
Think of it as a puppy trying to nibble your fingers.
Pretty cute, huh?
Hmmm, a puppy. Would be nice to have one around, you know, like some of those K-9 doggies? He or she could help us in our missions, biting ninjas and retrieving stuff for us!
I don't think Klunk would like that, though. He's boss! He'd be pretty pissed off if I get a puppy; wouldn't like to share his daddy, either.
Aw dammit! What was I talking about again?
End of Journal entry N°8
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An update. How cute.
Aren't you happy guys?
Yes? No?
Well, whatever. I did my part already, now you do yours.