"She has a fat ass"

That was what I heard the little boy say. The one who I'm convinced was peering into my room through the blinds. Grrr, how dare he peek into my room and insult me while he's at it!!! He should thank his lucky stars that he scurried away fast enough. *indignant grunt* Darling is convinced that it's just my bad hearing acting up again, which made me pfft at him. Bad hearing indeed!!! Most of the time when I can't hear him well, I'm either a) doing the dishes with the tap running and he is in another room b) I'm in the toilet (and he's not) and our bathroom has this background ventilation fan sound when the lights are turned on (and he's prob like 3 rooms away) c) I could swear he was mumbling.

Speaking of fat somethings, there is this girl in my class. I don't know if she only has too tight spagetti tanks in her wardrobe but I saw her in a similar top on Wednesday and here it was again on Friday, the exact same top in cruel fuschia. She sat down, her back slightly hunched (as in the curse of our generation who sit eternally in front of a pc), her tummy fats scrunched up in a tight grimace. Two sets of angry fuschia boobs glared back at me, one atop another like a family of tare pandas. I just stared back in horrified fascination.

Tare panda family ---------->

Currently playing: S Club 7 -- Reach
P.S: Any suggestions on songs to listen to? I have a subscription to Napster but I haven't been listening to tunes for a while.