The Stupid Me

All little kids believe stupid things, but I have a list (yes! I love lists!) of stupid things I used to believe. No, not the common things like babies coming out of cabbage plants, or that unicorns really existed. My beliefs were more stupid than what most kids usually believe.

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1. I used to believe that Santa Claus existed, and that he climbed through the window behind my Christmas tree to deliver my presents. And that he brought along a tool kit, including a screwdriver, just so he can unscrew my window sill and climb in.

2. My cousin (who was 8 at the time, and I was 6), told me that her friend fell pregnant from kissing her boyfriend, and I actually believed her. I don't see why I could've possibly believed her. I mean, what eight year old kid has a boyfriend? And furthermore, what eight year old girl would kiss her boyfriend, if she had one?! I see no logic in the thoughts of my six year old self. Of course, back then, I hadn't learnt of the birds and the bees yet, and knew nothing about sex.

3. And when I finally did learn about the birds and the bees in Year 6, I thought that sex was a torturous act which couples engaged in, only to make babies, and for no other reason. Because there is no pleasure in doing something so disgusting. They must've only 'did it' for the sake of their baby.

4. I also believed that pinching your nose while sneezing would cause the air to push back down your windpipe, causing all your insides to toss around, and eventually explode.

5. Once in Year 4 when I managed to save $550, I thought that I was the richest, most accomplished person my age, and that no other kid my age could possibly dream of even owning that amount of money. I was such an idiot. Funny thing is, I have less money now than I had then. It's not very funny, now that I think of it. It's actually pretty sad...