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I too used to believe that when people said a quarter til or quarter after they meant the 25 mins. So I thought it only natural to say a dime til, or a dime after when refering too 10 min. increments.
I used to believe tomorrow was Friday. No matter what day of the week it was. I once overheard someone say tomorrow is Friday so I thought tomorrow=Friday.
I used to believe that "half an hour" and "an hour and a half" were the same thing, just different ways of saying it, until the third grade when I got into an argument with my friend about it. She asked the teacher, which (of course) proved me wrong and I felt really embarrassed.
I thought that when somebody asked the time, they meant the precise second. So, when somebody asked the time, I would reply 'It's 2:43 and 10 seconds . . . now!"
I thought if you had a clock you could control time. I learned the truth when one day I got a clock as a present and asked how to do it :)
I used to believe that since older films were in black and white, the actual world was in black and white!
I used to believe that the numbers zero on a digital clock meant time had vanished. Because there was no time, I was also non-existent. The only way to survive the zeroes was to sleep through them. I was really afraid when I woke up and the clock showed 22.00, or worse, 0.29, or the worst of all worst things... 0.00!
We had also a calendar made of blocks you turned to show the right date, day and months. They obeyed the same rule. I used to turn them such that they showed 0, 0, blank (for the day of the week) and May (the shortest name for the month, such that it showed a maximum of white). I guess I wanted to cure my fear, but it never worked. I looked at it for a few seconds and then ran away and refused to come in the same room as the calendar until someone changed the numbers.
My sister eventually convinced me. The zeroes on the clock are little rectangles made by LEDs and have nothing in common with the real time!
I used to believe that a minute was a really long time. I had really long hair and so if nits were going around school I would always get them. Mum would put the nit shampoo in my hair and I would ask her when I could rinse it out and she would always say "in a minute," then leave me in the bath for an hour.
I used to believe that the later you stayed up, the more sleep you got. I thought time would stop and count backwards from the time you went to sleep. I didn't understand the 24 hour thing.
My sister is two years younger than me. When I was little, I was convinced that I'm gonna catch up when I grow older.
Glad it didn't happen ;-)
I used to believe that - because it was winter in Australia while it was summer in the UK - it was December in Australia while it was June in the UK...
When I was about 4 every day of the week had a color. Monday was blue, Tuesday yellow, Wednesday green, Thursday purple, Friday orange. I don't remember what colors Saturday and Sunday had, though...
I used to believe that if you stared at the m,inute hand of a clock long enough time sped up. because the clock at my house was so big you can always see the hand moving
I used to think that there should always be a special day at the beginning of the month to start out the month before the first. Such as May 0, where that day would just be May, 2008. My suspicions were confirmed when most calendars had a few blank spots before the first.
when i was a little little (5-7) my mom told me that when i was born the man deliverd me. i thought that i came in the mail so i thoght that i was not important so she riped me up and i came back to life
A little while back I used to believe that when you weren't looking, clocks stopped moving or went backwards. Because everytime I looked at the clock I thought I would see it go backwards for a second before starting up again. I'm still not so sure about those things :/
when i was 4 i used to believe that the world had only been around for 2000 years because it was year 2000 and they started counting the years when the world was born.
I used to believe that the world was made for me. And everyone else would dissapear and everything would stop working when I couldnt see it.
I believed that 4 p.m. was pink, and 5 p.m. was blue. I don`t know why.
I used to believe that I was able to tell the time by looking out the window and counting the number of metal spokes sticking out of the timber holding up the telephone lines. Whenever my mum asked me to read the time from the clock I would always look out the window and count the number of metal spokes and I was almost always right. weird!