The day I found my college ham in my gym. So I go to college and in the beginning of last year, I went to set my documents right. Two fat girls, one perfectly spherical, were in line and in their turn instead of grabbing their forms and stepping aside, they decided to fill their forms on the counter and annoy everyone. The spherical one even looked at me up and down with a glare while her hammy friend finished her form (I wonder why, huh). Whatever. A month later when classes begun, I stepped inside the classroom to find, lo and behold... The two hams sitting in the front line of where I usually sit. New students, great. I'll call the huge one Blorbie (credits to /u/ShortWarrior) because she has ultra long ashy hair, big green eyes and look like an obese and mildly retarded version of Barbie. Blorbie glared at me again (for absolutely no reason) and in a few minutes the class begun. Our physiology classes are hell, 100 slides that the professor changes way too fast and none of the five professors upload their presentations for student use - so we all look like we're on coke, flipping through our books and making notes and questions as fast as possible. I guess the first class she was shy because in the second one, it started... 15 minutes into the class (literally) she pulled out a package of oreo-like cookies. She ate half of it and offered Smallerham some. I sit right behind her, I witnessed that first-hand. 20 minutes later she pulled from her huge purse some chocolate milk box. I was bewildered at that point - the class would last for 4 hours so I had a bunch of crackers and a cereal bar with me, as well as a bottle of water, because I knew I would be hungry in the small break. But apparently Blorbie couldn't wait. She dried the chocolate milk and stayed quiet for a while. In all honesty she and Smallerham never looked very concerned with the class, it seems they never make notes and I've never seen them asking a single question... But eating, oh, that's their jam. That day I saw her eating something by afar in the break (looked like a sandwich) and when we returned, she pulled the fucking rest of the biscuits to finish them. I thought, I dunno, maybe she was extra hungry that day? It wasn't possible that creature (who is prolly 18 or 19 years old) would do that every day. Welp, she does. She brings boxes of cupcakes, chocolate, juice boxes, soda cans, packages of candy and spend the entirety of time chewing something. I swear to god she looked like it's getting fatter and fatter as weeks went by. I decided to drop out physiology to focus on studying for other things, and I never saw her again... Until one day I was leaving the gym. I was in the back part doing my stuff with weights and by the end of the session, I walked towards the entry to leave... And she crossed my path. Worst thing of all... That walking sugar sphere was wearing a grey spandex bodysuit, as tight as possible, and it had a frilly pink tutu all around her fupa. I couldn't believe my eyes but to make things worse, of course she had a pink headband matching! I wasn't even shitlording, the shock was too much... I honestly stared at it head to toe and tried to control my laughter. It was the most absurd and ridiculous vision of my year.  She recognized me, glared at my stomach, glared at me, lifted her three chins up in an attempt of looking proud and walked away. Funny enough, I haven't seen her there again... Not that I mind, surely. Blorbie wearing spandex is definitely a vision I don't wish upon my worst enemy.