HELLO.
haha.


today, it shall be the story- of a nut.

right, so the nut strolls down the street,
van houten's in her left hand, tastefully filled with raisins,
it's nice green umbrella swings from her other hand,
rather unglamourously, if you ask me.
it starts singing, starting with "raindrops keep falling on my head",
appropriately matched to the little raindrops falling from the grey cotton wools,
a lady walks past her, with a plastic bag in her left hand,
she hears it singing, she prolly thinks the nut is nuts.
a mom and a boy in a pram walks and rolls past,
the nut intentionally places another of the little round brown ball into her mouth,
the boy watches as time freezes when the ball enters the nut's mouth.
the nut walks on, hearing the little man mumble something, prolly craving for some.

waitaminute;
i recognise that nut,
i know that nut.
it's...
sandra the nut!
:D

HAHAHA. i had fun typing this post, thanks. :D
i'm such a nut, the post meant to be funny and lame, but i read it again,
it's quite scary, now that i read it again. D:
haha.
oh well,

my braces is pink!
colour co-ordinated with junie,
who very amazingly, has:
1) the same dentist as me.
2) has the same appointment date as me.
:D
hahahaha.

toodles*
sandra out.
God bless.
i'll be praying, real hard!