language

I used to believe…

You could spell all letters.

B = bee
C = sea
J = Jay

So how do you spell A, D, E... ? For some reason, they just didn't teach you how to spell all of the letters in school.

i used to believe that the expression "know it like the back of my hand" was "know it like the back of my head," until my uncle asked me how well i knew the back of my head. i told him, not very well, and that i never did understand the expression.

I used to believe…

My parents both work in the medical field and there's this big book at home entitled "anatomy". Now, I thought my brother Anthony was named after that book, since my parents loved anatomy so much...

I was shocked upon finding out that "O.M.G" means oh my god not like how it sounds when you say all the words together..... ommmmmgah! LOL

I used to believe…

when i was little i thought in the alphabet when you say l m n o p....i thought that was all one letter pronounced elemenope ahahahhaah.

I used to believe…

when my boyfriend's older brother was little he used to think gross and weird was one word so anytime something was gross or weird he called it grossweird he's almost 19, and he still gets made fun of.

I used to believe that I HAD to make up my own language and teach it to everyone. I was soo weird.

I used to think that marshmallows were called "Tartamos" and one day my parents opened the cabinet and i saw them an said "Tartamos" and my parent's said what? A few days later they found out what i was talking about.

I used to believe that the word "stupid" was a swear. After finding out it wasn't, I used it continually for a week straight.

I used to believe…

When I was little, I used to sleep in my Mom's room -- that is, the master bedroom. The door to the master bedroom was actually in the living room, so activity taking place in the living room and kitchen area could easily be heard from the master bedroom, but speech always sounded very muffled. When I was very little, probably about preschool age, I can remember waking up in my Mom's bed after my Mom and sisters were already awake, hearing their muffled conversation through the door, and concluding that my family spoke a different language in the morning -- but they only used it when I wasn't around. I'd often sit up in bed and listen to their strange "language," trying to decipher words and figure out what they meant,

I used to believe that a couple could mean two or three.

I used to believe that "trois" was spelled "twa."

I used to believe…

I used to believe that the opposite of �impressed� is �pressed.�

I used to believe…

I used to believe that �shut up� was a swear word.

I used to believe that the whole world spoke the same language- English.

I used to believe that "lbs" was pronounced a bit like "libs."