body functions

I used to believe…

when i was little i believed with all my might that i could fly.. i then convinced my little sister that she could fly, but she was skeptical. i told her she should go ahead and try if she didnt believe me..
so she got up on the couch and jumped right off while flapping her hands like she had wings.. landed right through our glass living room table, shattering it to bits. i then knew i could not fly either.

I used to believe…

When I was four years old, my brother was six. He had to get a circumcision due to some complications. I asked my mom why they had to do it and she told me it was because the pee wouldn't come out. That led me to believe that after you were born you had to be taken back to the hospital to get pee and poo holes put in. I guess they just waited a little longer for my brother.

I used to believe…

Wait, wait, wait. People "used to" believe that if you pee in a pool the water would turn a certain color...That's not true?!

I don't know why but I used to think that cancer was a kind of cheese, and my teacher said that her friend has breast cancer and i blurted out, "She has boob cheese?! GROSS" Everyone was dieing fro laughter. And I was really kinda freaked out because everyone was laughing at me. So I thought everyone turned a wee bit retarded. Lol...

i used to believe that when u got wounded on holy week especially good friday it will never heal and rice will come out from it

I used to believe that red cordial was medicine. It was kept on the top shelf and we were only allowed some when we had an upset stomach. You can imagine the problems that ensued when, one day at a friends birthday party, I thought the parents were making us all drink medicine...

i used to believe that everyone could read my mind.
i still kinda do.

I used to believe…

when i was little, i had a very active imagination. i used to believe that inside my bum, there was a little village, and everything was made out of poo, even the people and houses which i thought were log cabin style. and when it came time for me to poo, a tornado would come through the village and tear everything apart. the parts that were flown away with the tornado would end up being the ones that ended up in the toilet.

I used to believe…

My grade six teacher got sick in that year with glandular fever. I'd never heard of that disease before; everytime I heard people say it, I thought they were calling it "Glenangela Fever". Kids at school were telling me that it is also called the "kissing disease". So, I came to the conclusion that it got this name because a boy named Glen and a girl named Angela kissed and ended up getting sick. I was later corrected about this my mishear.

i beleived that when i pooed and weed the poo was wee.

I used to believe…

I used to think that amputate (meaning to cut off) meant to heal, or fix. I got the image of lotion and ointments when I heard this, so I was talking to my mom (this was about 1-2 years ago, and I just turned 13).
Me: Why are Grandma�s fingers crooked? (She had athrightious)
Mom: Because she has arthrightious.
Me: Why can�t we just amputate them? (Since healing something is good, amputating must be good, huh?)
Mom: That�s a mean thing to say.
Me: Isn�t amputating good?
Mom: No, it�s very mean.
Me: But� isn�t healing her fingers good?
Mom: Amputating is cutting something off.
Me: Oh.

I used to think that hiccups were caused by a frog in my chest who would jump and croak.

I used to believe…

When I was about seven I thought that when you sleep your bed would fly you to a place called dream land. I remember thinking that when I was falling asleep I could feel my bed flying

I used to believe…

whenever we would play hide and seek as kids i thought i could just close my eyes and no one could see me. i thought if i couldn't see them then they wouldn't be able to see me either...thats why i was always found first.

i usd to believe that if i put a balloon on a lawn chair that i could float up in the sky and around the world

I used to believe…

When I was little, ( i dont know how old for sure) but my mom told me that my dad used to work in a sewer plant. I thought that he worked at this building with orange tubes sticking out of the ceiling. Well I thought that whenever someone pooped it would go down the toilet pipes and down the orange tubes into an orange bucket. Once it got there i thought it was my dads job to pick out the corn chunks and all that stuff in there. I just barely realized thats not how it works and i am now 12. wow. lol : )