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i dont remember what 1-19 were, but 20-29 were yellow, 30-39 were green, 40-49 were blue, 50-59 were red/pink, 60-69 were lighter green, 70-79 were orange, 80-89 were darker yellow, and 90-99 were dark red, or something like that
i used to think that 0 and 1 were the same thing, with different names. i was sure i was right, so i kept correcting the teacher everytime she asked me what 11 minus 3 was.
when i was about three, my dad told me (or i misunderstood him) that it would take a whole day to count to one hundred. so i would go and ask him if we could go to the movie theatre and he would say "maybe tommorow" so i would go away, count to 100 and then ask him again. That misunderstaning got cleared up very quickly
i used to believe that 6 and 7 were girlfriend and boyfriend and that 8 loved 6 a lot and so was jealous of 7 and 7 always protected 6 from 8 coz he knew.
i thought number 8 was an orange flavoured yougurt
That numbers went 1-99 the A hundred, a hundred and one til a hundred and ninety nine. Then ONE hundred...
i used to secretly think that numbers were rally letters dressed up to disguise themselves
Well, I guess I'm not the *only* person to give numbers genders, colors and personalities!
1=male, burnt orange
4=male, dark blue
9=male, burnt orange, but lighter than 1
4 and 5 were best friends, but 5 was often very bossy (probably because he was bigger). 6 and 7 were best friends, too, and they were tomboys. 1 and 2 were toddlers. 3 was a preppy "girly girl". 8 was often very lonely; she had no friends. And 9 was a weird teenager who just didn't care about anything and he did drugs.
I hate math.
The highest of all numbers was "a finnety."
when i was little i used to believe that the number six was the same as nine, cuz if you turned 6 upsidedown you would get 9, and vice versa. so whenever i would count to ten i would either go 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8.... etc
or 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10 !
when i was little (about 5) i could count fine up to 25 but then i would count 26, 27 , 28 ,29, saturday, saturday1, saturday2....
i have no idea why but my parents still joke about it. ive actually turned out gud at maths(im 13 now)
i used to think 20 was the highest number. i would make my mom count to twenty since i actually couldnt, and then say "and thats the highest number!" my parents soon corrected me.
i used to think eleven was actually 'eleventeen' ... i always wondered why they skipped 'teen' at the end of twelve
I can't believe how many other people used to associate personalities with numbers! I thought I was the only one!
When I was little I had colourful fridge magnets in the shape of the numbers. I made up all these stories about them.
1 was red. He was a baddie, though not as bad as 9.
6 was pink and 7 was purple. They were married, or girlfriend and boyfriend or something, and 9 was always trying to kill them for some reason. 1 didn't want to kill them but he didn't like them.
8 was a friend of 7 & 6. He would always be helpful, though without actually doing anything.
I also had magnets in the shapes of plus and minus signs etc. The long division sign was always a cliff that 1 or 9 would push 7 and 6 off.
I also always liked even numbers better than odd numbers, because with even numbers everybody has a friend and with odd numbers someone's always left out.
Also 8 is a better number than 6 because, although they are both even, if you halve 6 you get an odd number and if you halve 8 you get an even number.
When I was really little, about four or five, I used to think that once you got to 100, the next hundred was only ten away. Like, "100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107, 108, 109, 200" and so on. Finally I counted this way in front of my parents, who made sure to correct my counting skills.
I believed that numbers eventually just ended. That they stopped somewhere after 1000.
I once went camping with a family of friends of the family (confusing, ain't it?) and they just so appened to have a three year old daughter. One night she woke me up and alerted me she had to use the bathroom. On the way back to our camp ground, I asked her if she could count for me (that sort of thing makes little kids proud). So she began counting. This is how she counted:
1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10... 7... 8... 9... 10... 7... 8... 9... 10... and so on.
She continued to count like this until I don't know when. All I know is that I fell asleep before she stopped and she started to count again when my dad asked her the same question the next morning.
I used to think that you could never count to 100 because 90 sounds so much like 19 which meant that ou would simply continue to loop from 90 back to 19 in a never ending cycle. I also convinced my friends this was true.
When I found this site randomly a little while ago, I almost immediately looked for beliefs about numbers. The reason for this is because I wanted to find out if I was the only freak who subconciously associates numbers with genders and personalities. :P (Not that other people who think that are freaks or anything, just that I felt like one.) Whoever said 9 was "manipulative".. yeah, I thought that too. I also thought of the numbers like 7 and 3 as mean. 7 and 8 are enemies. 2 is everyone's friend. 9, 8 and 5 are female. 8 is kind of naive. And so on.
Well, I think it is a really weird belief. *laughs* I hadn't even ever told anyone about it until I was explaining it to my brother a couple of weeks ago.. he thought I was crazy. ;) Oh well.
I used to believe that, in Algebra, every letter was assigned a number and it never changed. Like A would be 1, B would be 2, etc. So all you had to do was memorize the number that went with the letter and put it in every time you saw it...I never quite got the hang of Algebra...