Books: The Rape of Nanking

Hey you guys!

My interests in reading is pretty much like my consistency. Consistently inconsistent. I used to love reading personal development then book about human relationships and psychology. Well, I guess my interests now changed into history.

I recently just finished a book titled The Rape of Nanking (Goodreads review here) by Iris Chang. So basically the story is about the Nanking (Nanjing) Massacre in 1937. I would say that this book is not a book that you just grab and expect a easy light reading. But is the book worth it? Oh yes.

Now, let me tell you what I found in this book and why it’s really great.

Just a bit disclaimer though. So, I am a fast reader. I usually read 200pages book in one day, well two days max. This book is around 200 pages and I spent one week to finish reading the book? Why? Well I’ll tell you why: it is brutal. Basically the story itself is about the history of Nanking from three point of views: Japan, Nanking and the International Safety Camp. Apart from its vivid description and explanation of the whole situation in Nanking (and pictures by the way), I find this book really great because you can feel the raw emotions while reading the book. The writing is very detailed, so yeah you can vividly feel the horror.

Again, this is not an easy book to read but it is very worth reading! My whole emotions were in shambled while reading the book: the disgust, the horror, the hatred, the despair and the anger well, I can feel all of those emotions at the same time. If you wanna know more about history of World War II, especially between Japan and China, this is one of the books that you should read. Or if you just love history, go read this book!

Lemme know if you decided to give this book a go or if you have read this book. I would love to discuss it with you 🙂

Cheers,

Kemmy

VISTA #8: Public Butt

Hey you guys!

It’s VISTA time! Oh how I love blabbering on the internet to some random people that I dont know. Hahaha. Today I am going to share a little bit of my trip to Japan.

As you all know (probably not all of you though), I went to Japan last May-June. My family and I decided to go to Hiroshima because we wanted to see the Atomic Bomb Dome and also Miyajima Island, which is very very beautiful. But that’s another story to tell, now I want to talk a story before I went back to Tokyo.

So, before we went back to Tokyo we wanted to visit the Dome. So I took a shower in the morning. But because there was only 1 bathroom on each floor, I decided to went to another floor and took a shower there. Afterwards, I put on some clothes and turned off the lights. When I was about to get out and opened the bathroom door…. There, I saw it. A butt. Butt. Peach emoji. Butt. We get it Kem, you just saw a butt.

My brain told me to get back to the bathroom, say sorry and close the door. So I did that. Inside the dark bathroom, I was thinking. Why on earth I said sorry and stayed in this bathroom. I meant… I was about to go out and went back to my room. And he was the one who took off his pants on the corridor, in front of the bathroom. Yes, it was a man’s butt. I didnt see his face because I was facing the floor when that happened, hence what I saw. A butt. It was sooo awkward. I could not get out because I didnt know what to say or how to react if he was still outside. But if I kept staying in this dark bathroom, it would be so weird as well. If I turned on the lights, well… not really helping. Still a weird and awkward situation.

Fuck it. Imma gonna come out. So I opened the door and luckily he was not there. I think he was about to fix his pants or something but he never thought that someone was about to get out from the bathroom. I quickly went back to my room and get dressed before we left the hostel. I tried to keep quiet about this whole butt thing in front of my parents. Because if they found out they will get overly protective for some reason, get frantic and forbid me to travel alone again *insert upside down smiling emoji here* hahaha.

But hey, I told people on the internet instead hahaha

Cheers,

Kemmy

Run Kemmy Run!

Hey you guys!

This is a story about how I almost missed my flight. Yeaaaaa, told ya, I always, I repeat, ALWAYS, do stupid things during my travel.

My family planned to go to Japan during Eid Mubarak holiday last May-June. They departed on May 25 while I on May 28. I felt bad to actually leave the office again after disappear for 3 weeks on April. Don’t blame me, I got hospitalised for one week before I flew to the UK hahaha. So anyway, my flight was from Jakarta to Osaka and I was going to meet my family in Kyoto.

You see guys, at the end of the month, we have to do something called accrual. So I had to finish this accrual first and then went to the airport to catch my flight. AND my friends (yes friends, they are more than just a colleagues to me) kept teasing me so I could not leave the office. It’s basically because the other team had not finished their report yet. But I just cant left them, I mean, the report was our responsibility. Sooo, I left at 4.30 pm or something and managed to arrive at the airport without any problem. My flight was at 8pm and since I was fasting, I thought I could pray first then eat something real quick to break my fast.

At 6pm ish I went inside the gate and boy oh boy the queue was pretty long. I flew with Jetstar and I bought a seat last minute before I went to the airport. Just my luck, the airport service officer printed the wrong seat. So I asked him to change my seat according to what I have bought. Oh you guys, I saw this “LAST CALL” on the screen and I was panicking hahaha. Then I immediately went to the immigration then proceed to the boarding gate (slightly running!). But apparently the gate was not opened yet. Oh phew, lucky! I was still able to charge my phone first. I dont really like to bring power bank so yeah haha.

I had around 2 hours of transit in Singapore and 50 minutes stopover in Taipei. The ticket said that my flight from Singapore-Taipei-Osaka is using the same airplane so I thought oh okay I dont have to change airplane then. Apparently, I still had to get out from the plane although it was only a 50 minutes stop using the same airplane. To be honest, until now I dont know the difference between the two, but what I know now is that we still have to get out from the plane. AND 50 MINUTES IS FREAKING SHORT.

I got out from the plane and just walked calmly. Stupidly, I followed some people in front of me while trying to check where the transfer/flight details is. Heck, I could not even find one. By the time I realised… OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.

I thought okay, this is it. I’m going to miss my flight. Bye. Gotta buy new tickets. Shit. What should I tell my parents. SHIIIITTT. My parents and brother will definitely rant about how stupid I am. Yep. Great.

OH WOW I ARRIVED AT THE IMMIGRATION GATE. WHAT THE FUCK?! I WAS DOOMED.

Trying to calm myself down, I asked a security there but apparently he could not speak English. So he said that I had to fill the form and went straight to the immigration. I AM SO DEAD. I DONT SEE OTHER PEOPLE NEARBY. DEAAAAD. DEAAAADDD.

So I walked back to where I was from mindlessly. Could not even tell what time is it here and how many minutes left for the airplane to depart. Then, I saw 3 airport staffs and went to them, hoping that they could show me the way. So I asked where should I go, I could not find any flight details around here. They could not speak English as well but they told me to go back by pointing the way. So I tried to ask desperately if they could check which gate is my flight from their phone. Apparently my gate was B1 or something and you know what, I was near gate D. HAHAHA. DEEEEEAAADD.

I ran while I was carrying my travel backpack (yes I only brought my backpack since I didnt buy any baggage). Then I finally saw the flight details near gate B. Guess what I saw. Yeah… “LAST CALL”

Oh my days, another last call.

I ran with all my might. Apparently my gate was very far which is at the end of the building. Oh and, after I reached the end of the corridor, I had to go down to actually reached my gate. I kinda forgot, I think it was gate B1R or something. So I ran again until I reached the gate.

LUCKILY, I ARRIVED JUST IN TIME!

When I arrived on my seat (at the back), I saw that most people that flew with me from Singapore were not there. So most of them are new passengers. Oh. That’s why when I blindly followed the previous passengers I just got lost hahahha

Moral of the story: Again, dont be stupid Kem. Dont just blindly follow people in front of you.

So that was it guys. A story how I almost missed my flights twice in a row and ran with all my might while carrying a backpack.

Cheers,

Kemmy