Owed to a Spell Chequer
(anonymous)
Eye halve a spelling chequer;
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight for it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write-
It shows me strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose before two long,
And eye can put the error rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye run this poem threw it;
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh,
My chequer told me sew!
Sheik Spear
It's midnight, and im all over the place - stressing because of things with my family, but not really stressing, more worried about others, i'm reading up the role of self esteem in adult learning - im scared... and this is only one module...
I dunno, i'm just not feeling good, tired due to lack of sleep...worry.
Every thing always works out alright in the end.
I'm intelligent enough to do this bloody course...by far.
and i hate one of the three posters i bought at the freshers fair!!
this one looks brilliant in my room
this one look really good and much better than this picture on my door
but this one is annoying me so much...its like their legs have been chopped off or summin!!! i dunno.......