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It was less of a belief than a conviction. I felt strongly that Thursday *should* follow Tuesday with no intervening Wednesday (Tue - Two, Thur - Third) and that the entire world was making a foolish, illogical error. I remember telling my mom that when I grew up and had a daughter, I would teacher her that Thursday followed Tuesday because that was the right way. My mother pointed out that if my future daughter had any Wednesday appointments she would show up on a different day, but I did not care because she would be *right.*
When I was small, my cousin told me that fat people exploded if they stayed up past midnight, I believed that for a long time, until my aunt & uncle hosted a new year's eve party, I was petrified about a quarter of twelve, I was sure we'd all be witness to my aunt's explosion....needless to say, my father boxed my ears when I tried to warn her to go to bed and why...
When I was young, I believed that hours were square. Come to think of it, no one's ever proved to me that they're not.
When I was a child, I was of the belief that if you pointed a video camera at a tv (creating an infinate loop in the picture) and stood between them, you would be able to travel in time.
I knew that B.C. meant "Before Christ" so that was time before His birth. But I thought that A.D. was "After Death" which meant anything after Christ was crucified. For many years I did not know what to do with those 33 or so years in between!
As a very small child, I asked my mother what tomorrow was--meaning the concept. She told me tomorrow was Friday. Several weeks and three days later, proud of my new knowledge, I announced to her that "tomorrow is Friday." "No," she said. "Tomorrow is Monday." This thoroughly threw me.
I used to believe that every day of the week had its own colour.
Monday was yellow,
Tuesday was lilac,
Wednesday was dark green,
Thursday pink,
Friday orange,
Saturday red,
and finally Sunday was blue.
I never knew why, until I got older and realised those were colours used in our TV guide for every day of the week.
Still, to this day whenever I have to make an appointment, I think in "colours".
At one point growing up, I became convinvced that the world would end on February 29, 1997. I have no idea how I came by this belief, but there it was: it didn't matter what I did, what I achieved, or how I lived my life, because come February 29, 1997, the whole world would blow up and utterly extinguish all life on earth.
I believed this until one day, when I realized that 1997 wasn't going to be a leap year...
Once I awoke in the night and the clock said 1:00, and I got scared because one hundred was the biggest number in existence. I couldn't go to sleep until I saw it change to 1:01.
When I was five and a half, my mom bought a new calendar for the upcoming year- 1980. I could read, so I sat down to flip through the pretty pictures on the calendar, but I quickly realized that this calendar held no month of June. Some printing error had taken place, and the calendar went straight from May to July- no June. SInce my birthday is in June, I was devastated and started crying. My mom finally got me to tell her why-- I thought that since there "was no June" that year, I wouldn't have a birthday and would have to stay 5 instead of turning 6! My mom kept the calendar, she still has it!
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