The 93 day without her

Finally, we bought the bus ticket to Malacca with edward... i talk very the less with him, pretending nothing happened with us.. because i am still haven't forgive him.. even thought i felt i wanted to be like last time.. actually, i planned to cut my hair too.. but seems like quite nice.. i didn't cut.. but i accompany him cut.. he was angry with his hair.. well what to do? afternoon, i sent my sister to return her books to my friend's sister.. the camp is almost near and near... seems like i am not a responsible person... i am fed up to discuss much on it... why? i don't know... lazy is my reason? maybe.. miss her so much...