HAHAHAHA wtheckkkkkk

dad: "hey ben just now i saw your friends and gary's head looks out of shape."
ben: " haha HA YUP. he's the stupid one."
dad: " well that may mean clever, or good in sports y'know."
ben: " HAH. no way."

and for dont know WHATSOEVER REASON ben turned to me and observed my head.
[i had the best hairdo on, clipped fringe all the way behind and hair all bun-ned up, hey the WEATHER SUCKS RIGHT, SO HOT AND HUMID. no choice seh]

ben: " EH JIE. your forehead pop out one lor."
dad: " ya i have too, she inherited that from me i guess."
mum: * LAUGHS*
dad: " welllll, i use my fringe to cover. it will look better what."

me: " EH ME TOO WHAT. "
and they just kept staring at my shiny pimple-less[hur hmm ya] forehead.

ben: " OH NO YOU DONT"
me: " OH YES I DO, IN SCHOOL AND OUTSIDE, I DO WHA."
ben: " aiya. dont need. fringe not enough. you need all your hair to cover your face lah, so ugly."
me: " ya la ya la might as well."