What I don't understand is you'd catch a grenade for me.

.Yeap. Bruno Mars called and told me that he'd catch a grenade for me. How nice of you, but no thanks cause I don't know who the hell would throw a grenade at me. Except if I'm in Mesir right now, you know.

Anyway, talking about grenade, I would really appreciate if Bruno Mars throw a grenade at my tutor. I mean, the driving tutor. Seriously, she's good at making people pissed. And by people, I mean me. The first time was when she asked me to come on Saturday and guess what, she's not even there. I waited for half an hour. Sitting at the bench like a total moron. When I text her, she was like, 'Cikgu dah balit dah. Sikda hari tok'. I was cursing her all over in my mind. Yea, I was pissed. She even asked me to tell another student of hers who came and waited for her there. Ugh. I need a grenade and I don't expect you to catch it, Bruno. The second time was last Monday. Before that was the QTI. I called her after the QTI and asked when I should come again and she said clearly on Monday. I came on Monday and she was not there. So, I called her. Guess what? 'Sikda hari tok. Cuti dah org'. Shit isn't it? HAHAHA. She got issues. I had the driving lesson yesterday, but I was late cause both my parents are working. It was good to be late somehow. So she can feel what I or others feel. And today, I was supposed to go and have the driving lesson, but she text-ed me and said, 'Sik jadi hari tok. Esok datang'. I guess I'm lucky today cause I was still at home when she text me. Sigh. I need a grenade.

The moral of the story is..