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27531 Steps From Haneda to Asakusa to Akibahara to Mt. Fuji

Touched down at 10 p.m. at Haneda Airport, traveled for almost a day from my house to the airport then to Tokyo. I followed a tour for this trip for this time around. We checked in a hotel near the... Continue Reading →

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this is normal

Another day at the intricate subway system of Japan, people were cramming against each other like sardines and some were taking the opportunities to satisfy their carnal desires but most of them were rushing to work or school. This is... Continue Reading →

A Loss In Time, Taken For Granted

Three bows, the third one was the longest bow that I gave to anyone ever. I was holding back my tears, gasping for air as to how much my bow would mean for my calligraphy teacher- 王老师. He had passed... Continue Reading →

2500 words

What a week it had been, it was a crazy but fun idea to be 'mass producing' what I love- I wrote around 2500 Chinese calligraphy words in a week. That was exhilarating, a fantastic experience. My work load was... Continue Reading →

Lost In Japan (Day 5)

Three spots. Two food places. One day. We got on a one-day-tour (with LIMON) to compensate the lack of visiting multiple attractions in Japan for the first few days. The first spot was the bamboo forest. We were led by... Continue Reading →

Lost In Japan (Day 1)

4 a.m. Woke up. Washed up. Packed. The usual before heading for a trip. This time I scheduled my blog posts properly, did what I was supposed to do, and departed with a halcyon heart. I was not particularly keen... Continue Reading →

Pandang Ke Timur

Dasar Pandang Ke Timur has been the main inspiration and belief heeded by our current and fourth Prime Minister- Tun Mahathir (Tun M). He loves to reference Japan as a role model to be followed and moulded into, most of... Continue Reading →

解封 (Rewritten)

Four years ago, I dropped something of utmost importance. Today, I picked it up again, and the incessant waves of regrets drowned me. If I could rewrite one part of my past, then it would be urging my younger self... Continue Reading →

From Japan

Friday, not an ordinary one. I was busy preparing for my station that was in charge of the Chinese calligraphy. My team stuck the whole wall behind us with the word 旺,and hopefully everything would turn the right way. After... Continue Reading →

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