bad habits

I used to believe…

When I was little I used to pick my nose. My dad caught me once and told me that he'd 'swop a black one for a green one', meaning swop his with mine. I never picked my nose again!

I used to believe…

My dad when I was younger told me if I keep biting my nails a big wad might come up and I would choke and die.

I used to believe…

When I was little and bit my fingernails, my mother told me that they would collect down in my appendix and cause it to burst.

i used to think that only men smoked (probably cos my dad does but mum doesn't and never has). this made me think that if a women ever did smoke she would go to hell (i also used to be a strong believer in heaven and hell and was scared beyond changing my pants that i would go to hell if i did even one thing naughty) anyway when i went to my mums friends house once i saw her smoking (i was about 5 at the time) so i just said 'No!!! you're going to go to hell when u die!' mum and her friend laughed at me and being 17 myself now i realise that women can smoke. i smoke myself as well, and im not that worried about going to hell anymore!

I used to believe that if I picked my nose too much, my "black gold" supply would run out and I would become "filthy unrich", anyway, that was a belief my Aunt inserted into me!

I used to believe…

six years ago (when I was a seventh grader). One of my friends bit her nails like CRAZY. She bit them until they bled, she did it non-stop, she even did it while talking. It was awful. So my two other friends devised a plan. We went up to her and told her that there was (some sort od mineral we made up) Deolxiumnotrate in nails. Which caused cancer. She totally bleived us! We even made up fake symptoms like it caused sneezing, puffy eyes, and dry mouth, whenevr she had these "symptoms" she would freak out! She left our school in junior year, and even then she still believed it. To this day i think she still belive that nails-biting causes cancer. (hey! At least we cured her!)

I sucked my thumb until I was 9 yrs old. For most of that time, I really believed that water came out of my thumb when I sucked it. I used to argue with my mother about it, when she teased me about it.

i used to think smoking (i was 4 at the time) made a girl become pregnant. all the cousins that i have that had kids all smoked, and i didnt know of any males that smoked until much later, like maybe 8.

I used to pick my nose when I was really little. One day my dad told me that everytime I picked my nose, what I was realy getting out, the "boogers", were bits of my brain, and the more brain I took out the dumber I would get. This scared me enough to quit cold turkey!

I used to believe…

As a former nail-biter,a childhood friend told me that if I kept biting them,they would stick to the lining of my stomache and I'd need surgery. She swore that her uncle had this happen to him. (What finally mde me quit though was wearing nail polish!)

I used to believe…

My mom used to tell me several times not to eat my boogers. Well I never listened up until one day she told me "you know you're boogers aren't really yours? Its reindeer snot." Even til now I get squeemish when I see a kid eat their boogers because I can just imagine someone sticking a finger up a deer's nose then into their own mouth.

I used to believe…

when i was little my sister told me that when i bite my nails it would cut through my skin and i would die!

I believe that if I don't pick my nose it
will clog and I will no longer be able
to breathe

I used to believe…

when i was little, i picked my nose, and my parents told me that there was a little boy who stuck his finger all the way up his nose and it never came out!!! from that day on, i was terrified to pick my nose, and never did it again!!

I used to believe…

When I was little I would only pick my nose (which I knew I shouldn�t be doing) when I was around my brother. It didn�t matter when it was around him because for some reason I thought that he couldn�t see me doing it--like I had some kind of nose-picking-blinding-force-field around me that only affected him.

I used to believe that every time i sucked my thumb it would loose all its blood, and in the end rot. I was 5 at the time, and dad was quite desperate for me to stop, when he told me this story. I stopped sucking my thumb at once, and tried various ways to get more blood into my thumb, as I'd been sucking it since I was a baby. I can't believe how stupid i was!