On the count of three you will be a chicken!
I don't know what did it but some memory came up on my mind during the middle of last week. I'd been working my way across campus just having left the moore building and walking towards the campus center. For once that week the whole grounds seemed almost deserted and then I smiled remembering a certain memory. However, I quickly went back to a straight face because since I was wearing sunglasses I think the girl walking towards me thought I might have been smiling at her.
I remembered helping my brother out for one of his middle school projects and doing so I played the role of Ethan Hunt (the hero of mission impossible). They were making a film for a board game they had made and I got to play a part in it. It was a lot of fun for me since I got to run around and jump off of fences, etc. etc. At the very end I said some very corny line about , "only you had the power to save the world".
Now I'll let you know that at this point in time I was only in 4th grade, so I thought I was 'special' if you will (no not retarded). This thought came from the fact that I was able to hypnotize Perry and he'd follow my every command. I don't know when I came across this discovery but I really started using it when my brother had made a comment about a girl's reaction to their video. She had said very matter of factly that I was 'cute'. Being a 4th grader I immediately began to think that this was a direct attempt to imply that she liked me, man could I ever be more wrong. While riding home from going somewhere with our parents I would subdue Perry into a hypnotic state and tell him that he would have to get this girls number for me. I could also get him to bark like a dog, act like a monkey, and do various other things. I was so good in fact that when he would wake up he'd have no recollection that anything had happened. Days would go by and he'd tell me he hadn't seen her in class, had the class, or had the opportunity to speak with her. I never realized he was just trying to keep something that would be so complicated in a couple years a simple 'kid' thing for me.
My brother never had to do any things like this, but he always did. He always played along with my little games and always made me feel like I was some super hero. Little things like telling me that when I held my breath underwater I had been under for an hour or so. Everytime he may not have seemed like a good brother, or he acted like a jerk never really counts anymore. I probablly could count the times it was bad but I never could count how many times he stepped in and was my big brother.
Looking at it now I wish my brother was here again to give me advice even if I knew it was bad or I never planned on following it. I wish I could hypnotize him again to help me out with girls, or at least shield me from what happens.
I remembered helping my brother out for one of his middle school projects and doing so I played the role of Ethan Hunt (the hero of mission impossible). They were making a film for a board game they had made and I got to play a part in it. It was a lot of fun for me since I got to run around and jump off of fences, etc. etc. At the very end I said some very corny line about , "only you had the power to save the world".
Now I'll let you know that at this point in time I was only in 4th grade, so I thought I was 'special' if you will (no not retarded). This thought came from the fact that I was able to hypnotize Perry and he'd follow my every command. I don't know when I came across this discovery but I really started using it when my brother had made a comment about a girl's reaction to their video. She had said very matter of factly that I was 'cute'. Being a 4th grader I immediately began to think that this was a direct attempt to imply that she liked me, man could I ever be more wrong. While riding home from going somewhere with our parents I would subdue Perry into a hypnotic state and tell him that he would have to get this girls number for me. I could also get him to bark like a dog, act like a monkey, and do various other things. I was so good in fact that when he would wake up he'd have no recollection that anything had happened. Days would go by and he'd tell me he hadn't seen her in class, had the class, or had the opportunity to speak with her. I never realized he was just trying to keep something that would be so complicated in a couple years a simple 'kid' thing for me.
My brother never had to do any things like this, but he always did. He always played along with my little games and always made me feel like I was some super hero. Little things like telling me that when I held my breath underwater I had been under for an hour or so. Everytime he may not have seemed like a good brother, or he acted like a jerk never really counts anymore. I probablly could count the times it was bad but I never could count how many times he stepped in and was my big brother.
Looking at it now I wish my brother was here again to give me advice even if I knew it was bad or I never planned on following it. I wish I could hypnotize him again to help me out with girls, or at least shield me from what happens.