ten random beliefs
I've always loved drawing, mostly people or faces. But when I was little, I believed every single doodle you did was somehow transported to a different dimension to live forever – and I do mean live, as in walk, talk, think and feel – in the World of Drawings. So whenever I drew something ugly I’d be consumed with guilt. I thought I was responsible for condemning this defective drawing to an eternal life of mockery and misery. Boy, did I use rubbers back then.
Up until I was nine my uncle told me that the round bales of hay were cow eggs.
I went thru a phase where I thought table scraps had feelings just like people, so every time my mom tried to clear the table, I'd go into hysterics. Once time in particular, I managed to cling to a banana peel for a couple of days before my mom found it and chucked my new friend into the garbage. I cried and pleaded with her, and finally she offered to buy me a banana-peel chew toy, the kind they make for dogs, as a replacement to pacify me. She never did get me one, though.
I used to think that the Bookmakers made books but could not understand why there were so many of them and they all seemed to have stained glass windows of horses. I was 18 before I found out it was a betting agents and that Scotland wasn't some great Literary Capital of the world.
when i was about 7 my sister told me that people in her class used to take their eyeballs out, she refused to tell me how to do it though!
I thought that when a boy proposed to a girl, that it was the proper thing to do for the girl to say, "Oh, well, I'll have to think it over", even if she really wanted to say "yes" right away...As a little girl I used to day dream about the time when my future fiance would pop the question and how I would have to go home and be so excited over night, just waiting until the next day when I could excitedly tell him "Yes!!"
i used to think that the round bails in fields that get wrapped in the white plastic were marshmellows and that they were growing there.
I used to believe that if you ate eggs for breakfast everyday you'd get pregnant...
I once thought that when cats curled up into a ball to fall asleep, that they were then "stuck" like that for at least a few minutes, which is why they had to stretch when they woke up. I also thought that when a cat was asleep curled up in this way, they looked just like Russian hats. I thought that since my cat was curled in a ball fast asleep, I had just enough time to put her on top of my head and turn her into a Russian hat. My cat put a quick stop to this notion by immediately running down my back with her claws out.
When i ws a kid, i taught that ants where nice and spiders where evil, and they where fighting in an endless war