i've lost my pencils

my cute and innocent 7 year old half brother was the victim of "mean girls". apparently he was slapped by a girl 2 days in a row...and on the 3rd day...she took his pencils. *GASP* she left him pencil-less...THE HORROR! his first 2 weeks in primary school and he's already been terrorized....by a GIRL.

somehow my protective instincts just kicked in and i feel the need to drive hundreds of miles to penang to teach this bully a lesson. then again...he should learn to stand up for himself. maybe i should tell him the story about how i punched a girl on my first day of primary school because she kept kicking my chair. maybe that would give him some motivation...some moral support. i'm soooo not cut out to be a mother. i'll make a great big sister though :)

by the way...my four kids born out of wed lock (they have to be in order for me to use my own sur name) will be named...

- earth ling
- half ling
- foo ling
- droo ling

can't think of anymore right now but i'm sure there's tonnes i can use. so to my future-out-of-wed-lock-unborn children....i'm so sorry...you will have a demented mother.