Quote of the day

So I was telly the other night, a comedy show and the mother says with a totally straight face, "The reason why we have kids is so we won't be so afraid of dying." I nearly burst a gut when I heard that one in fact I want to make that quote my own.

Don't get me wrong I love my kids but somehow or other they manage to piss me off everyday of the week. The older three are ok it's the younger two. Now Jordan the baby of the family has the worst luck I have ever seen not to mention he's goddamn clumsy. Must be inherited from my side of the family. Last month he managed to get himself robbed. Lost two hand phones, his wallet with IC and managed to get hit on the head by the two thugs that robbed him. A week before that his bicycle along with two of his other friends was stolen from the tuition center. They were all three locked together and the chain was cut. Then last Friday he took his other old hand phone to school and it was confiscated. Tuesday I went to the school to claim back his phone and I also went and picked up his new IC. Last month he cycled out on his other bike, and got a flat tire and it's still sitting in the front with a flat tire. He tells me he doesn't have luck with bikes. I wanna tell him "boy you don't have luck with anything." I worry about that boy luckily I'm home to fetch him to and from school and tuition.

Robyn on the other hand what can I say. I noticed on her facebook she took some quiz to find out what God she is and it turns out she's Satan. Well hell I coulda told ya that! No need to take a quiz. Yesterday her tuition is canceled and she wanted to go to Chi Liung any way to meet her friend. I said no. Five o'clock she was ready to go. I said to her "I thought I said no" then she launches into her repetitive song and dance on how I always fetch her brother everywhere he wants to go and that I always let him go out. That woman has short term memory. She forgets that she hangs out at the mamak after her tuition every week, she's never home on the weekends, well maybe one, the weekend I spent at my other daughters house while her husband was at some retreat, she didn't have a ride and she won't ask her brother. So I just grabbed my keys and wallet and sunglasses and sent her. I mean how do you argue with Satan?

So next week school holidays start and they will be off for two weeks. God I hate this. She tells me she's going to spend the two weeks studying for her SPM. Uhha I say, right. Yes she insists she is going to study. Well we'll just see. I can see the writing on the wall. She'll end up bugging my ass to let her go out everyday. Because there is one thing I'm sure of Satan is predictable.