I want a bigger bum.

I'm the person people love to sit next to on the bus. I just don't know why. It must be my wonderful odour. Or my friendly face. Or my petite-ness. Yepps. My petite-ness.

I was on the bus to town yesterday. There were around three empty bus benches. All the other benches, including mine, were occupied by people sitting by themselves.

The door opened. A man in his forties, with a long, greasy mullet wearing a blue-checked shirt sat next to me. He smelt of smoke. He coughed a lot too. I was wondering why he didn't sit next to a nice looking old woman in front of me. Or on the other empty benches. He got off.

The door opened again. A pudgy, old woman with curly hair sat next to me. She smelt of spice. I was wondering why she didn't sit next to the woman on my right, eating wokinabox. Or on the other empty benches. She got off.

The door opened again. An old woman, in her sixties or seventies I couldn't tell, wearing a yellow beanie, a sunshine yellow jumper, mustard yellow pants, bright fuschia gloves and lavender scarf came in. She had Richard Gere white locks. She looked around. She sat next to me. I was wondering why she didn't sit next to the young lad behind me.

She was very interesting indeed.

First she talked to me about the wonderful rainy weather.

Then she said, 'Older women are very comfortable with their bodies. Younger women should accept their bodies no matter how they look. When they get to my age, they'll understand why.' Fair enough.

She told me she watched Madagascar with her girls (which I assume, meant friends) yesterday. Her favorite movies are Finding Nemo, Shark's Tale, Shrek 1, Shrek 2 and some other famous cartoon I cannot recall (Robots? Brother Bear?).

She got off at Chinatown. I watched as the yellow old woman walked away.

I concluded that people choose to sit next to me because of my small ass that does not take up too much room.

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Man, what a pointless post. Soong, Feng and I helped Song move yesterday. His new house is really nice!

Howdy, new neighbour!

Dinner was good. I had Veal Parmigiana. Delishhhhhhhhh. A twenty five centimetre piece of veal. With melted cheese. With bolognaise sauce. Sprinkled with ham. Over a sea of mash potatoes. I ate the whole thing! But I didn't each my vegies.

Song, Feng and I got into an argument over a game of Scrabble. It made me think boys (actually only Song) have no brains. Haha.

Soong's mom makes lovely chocolate cheesecake.

Ate Sweet Chilli and Sour Cream Kettle Chips for supper. Feng, Soong and Song had Subways.

Got home. Nearly four a.m.

Abhishek is leaving for India. Have a great flight there!

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I read Bonesetter's Daughter by Amy Tan in the afternoon. Got up to Chapter 7. Great book!

I wonder what we are all going to do tonight. I'm bored.

Love Clara.

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