ur mummy is like talking to u as if u are those kids "boy ah...
u be good i give u sweet" which in actual fact there are no
sweets.... and in time u forget abt the agreement... whihc in this
case she thinks it will happen but u dun and u continue to delude
urself.... 
and are u sure as a p-plater u can handle an MRS... how many rounds
do u want to spin in the yellow box at the cross junction???
and ur dad might have been preoccupied with the newspaper or the
stock market.. then whatever u say he jus orh orh orh...
