Rast night, my mothel deed not ...deed not ...let me sreep. I wanteed to... to herp hel.
So, I editud her Powelpoint Plesentation so daaht eet would look good.
But, however, furthelmore, my brain expe- expe- expelienced system clash. I wus beejee murtitask. Trying to write novella and plan curricurum fol my Englishee classeis, not to mention think about head teacha.
So, I talk rike thees for half my crasses.
Eet was a good thing my schoo-dunt find eet funny. They think I am voice acta, have sclew roose.
But, I don't want to do thees agen.