Bonan Tagon
Helloooo.
This will be my English blog. After discovering that www.folk.is is a pain in the posterior and that www.blogger.com hates me, I decided to expatriate to livejournal. Welcome.
If you're here, you probably know a little bit about me. I'm deeply offended that somebody took the username tigermouse, by the way. I AM UNIQUE! And this other person isn't even called tigermouse. Imagine that.
Right now, I'm sort of in-between things. Just sent of THE LAST OF MY COLLEGE APPLICATIONS!!! YAY!, but am going to school later to pick up my schedule that I know I'll have to change anyway, because it's going to be stupid and half the courses I need won't be in there. And I'm on a bit of a downer anyway, partly after messing with my sleeping hours too much during Xmas vacation. And I'm hungry.
Anyway, to start this off there's a bit of humor. Desperately needed in this sort of weather. *is angry at the wind*
Spellchecker Song
I have a spelling checker.
It came with my PC.
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss steaks aye can knot see.
Eye ran this poem threw it.
Your sure real glad two no.
Its very polished in its weigh,
My checker tolled me sew.
A checker is a blessing.
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.
Each frays comes posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule.
The checker pours o'er every word
To cheque sum spelling rule.
Bee fore a veiling checkers
Hour spelling mite decline,
And if we're lacs oar have a laps,
We wood bee maid too wine.
Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
There are know faults with in my cite,
Of nun eye am a wear.
Now spelling does not phase me,
It does knot bring a tier.
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.
To rite with care is quite a feet
Of witch won should be proud,
And wee mussed dew the best wee can,
Sew flaws are knot aloud.
Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas,
And why eye brake in two averse
Buy righting want too please.
Happy 2005, fellas!
tigermouse
This will be my English blog. After discovering that www.folk.is is a pain in the posterior and that www.blogger.com hates me, I decided to expatriate to livejournal. Welcome.
If you're here, you probably know a little bit about me. I'm deeply offended that somebody took the username tigermouse, by the way. I AM UNIQUE! And this other person isn't even called tigermouse. Imagine that.
Right now, I'm sort of in-between things. Just sent of THE LAST OF MY COLLEGE APPLICATIONS!!! YAY!, but am going to school later to pick up my schedule that I know I'll have to change anyway, because it's going to be stupid and half the courses I need won't be in there. And I'm on a bit of a downer anyway, partly after messing with my sleeping hours too much during Xmas vacation. And I'm hungry.
Anyway, to start this off there's a bit of humor. Desperately needed in this sort of weather. *is angry at the wind*
Spellchecker Song
I have a spelling checker.
It came with my PC.
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss steaks aye can knot see.
Eye ran this poem threw it.
Your sure real glad two no.
Its very polished in its weigh,
My checker tolled me sew.
A checker is a blessing.
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.
Each frays comes posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule.
The checker pours o'er every word
To cheque sum spelling rule.
Bee fore a veiling checkers
Hour spelling mite decline,
And if we're lacs oar have a laps,
We wood bee maid too wine.
Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
There are know faults with in my cite,
Of nun eye am a wear.
Now spelling does not phase me,
It does knot bring a tier.
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.
To rite with care is quite a feet
Of witch won should be proud,
And wee mussed dew the best wee can,
Sew flaws are knot aloud.
Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas,
And why eye brake in two averse
Buy righting want too please.
Happy 2005, fellas!
tigermouse