回想

当我写这个日记时，我听着蔡冥佑的我可以，因为这首歌是pong pong 师姐的歌，我们还在营里时常唱得歌。i listen to this song continuously until i finish write my blog.
yesterday i saw outside to my window, a very round moon like facing to my house, in this second i look to the moon, i refresh back when i jaga malam tat time i saw a big moon outside our doom. this time came to Penang for practical training is worse than when i was in kubena camp. at least i have friend suffering the same problem with me, they know wat i m feeling. but now, i suffering alone, no one will understand what is my problem! almost people in penang talking hokeint language, i don't know wat r they talking about! feel like chicken n duck talk!! i think i will die early of my age if i stay here longer! the place in penang still like 18 century..i never live in the life before..why i must suffer this kind of problem again?once already enough la..why?why? T_T