Musical Life of Hushgirl

Ive been drafting this entry a lot of time but I was a bit hesitate to blog about it. So much reason behind it and I was thinking too, to close this blog. But too sayang. I dun have much peeps around me to share stuff and I am pretty bad in expressing what I actually feel verbally. So, yeah.. Im keeping this blog. At least for myself. So, if I said Im fully wearing hijab should I delete my old pictures. Hmmm.. Maybe yes and maybe later. For now, all I could say is, past is past. A new Amy? I hope too InsyaAllah. Last friday, I had lunch treat by my sister-cousin. I asked whats the occasion, she said to celebrate the new Amy. Well.. Yes, minus hijab, minus 5 times a day and Quran reciting habit, I am the old me. Its just that, whenever I realized that Im wearing a hijab, I felt a bit surreal. But Im glad. I was thinking to wear when Id be 40. No, no, I changed my mind. I thought of 35. But... I was a little hesitate. I was like, how this how that. I gave myself 3 months to sta

If you know me, you would know that i watched football since i was little. As young as i remember Fandi Ahmad. Seriously. But im not the hardcore type, i dont have my favorite team in EPL. I used to like Liverpool but that was it. I just not a club fan. But i do love World Cup. I followed World Cup since 1994 i guess? I was 14. And still i wasnt the type who watched every single matches. I was a student for God sake. I only watched the finals.  I dont know why for some club fan who annoyed with me as the part time / seasonal football fan. Just because wc happens every 4 years so  i was regarded as the seasonal fan.  The thing is, i was misspelled neuer name as never. And this one keyboard warrior pointed my mistake. Fine i get it.  But he proceed with the insulting comment like - this is what happened when a gal got hype suddenly during the wc season.  And i was like. Suddenly? Do u really know me.? He is basically just s fren i knew from a forum. Not really a physical friend. And he s

Aku kan menjadi malam malam mu Kan menjadi mimpi mimpi mu Dan selimuti hati mu Yang beku Aku kan menjadi bintang bintang mu Kan selalu menyinari mu Dan menghapus rasa rindu mu Yang pilu Aku bisa Untuk menjadi apa Yang kau minta Untuk menjadi apa Yang kau impikan Tapi ku tak bisa  Menjadi dirinya Aku kan menjadi embun pagi mu Yang kan menyejukkan jiwa mu Dan kan membasuh hati mu Yang layu Tinggalkan sejenak Bagi sedikit waktu Kepada ku tuk  Menyakinkan mu Too sweet ;)

I'm so bored and sad to hear about Neymar injury. So sad... I want Brazil at least in the final.  But actually, I want Germany to beat Netherlands so bad! Baju raya! xoxo - Amy

I always been a baladewa. Meaning, a fan of the band from Indonesia, Dewa 19 or Dewa. I started listening to them seriously since 2000 with the album Bintang Lima with Once as the band vocalist. I was in the College at that time and shared my love to Dewa with my partner in crime Iqie. She was so into Once cuz that's definitely her type. Well not for me. My type is always on someone like Armand Maulana of the band Gigi.  So lately, actually it was like 2 weeks ago. I was driving back to KL and since I'm not really a radio person, I put on this mixed tape of mine. It was actually a cd. And I named it as Rock 18. Cuz my favorite age is 18 ! I completely forgot what songs included in the cd, so every song seemed like a surprise until the 4th song.. Which is Risalah Hati from the albumn Bintang Lima.  Which I really diggggg and it is now playing in my playlist. What a coincidence! So I became so into Once's voice. To me it was soothing and powerful at the same time.  As I reach

Early morning we woke up and packed our bags. I was fully dressed up when I saw Edu stood by our cottage. I smiled and told Ma that Edu was there. She talked to Edu and asked him to arrange for our transport back to Lombok. Lucky Sam would take us back.  I had lempeng for breakfast! Paid the cottage fees to Bernard and he asked if I ever been to Paris. I said nope, but someday! Pancake or lempeng with Lombok honey. Delish! Bernard sent us to the gate and Edu n other boys helped us carry the bags to the boat. We took glass bottom boat owned by Sam's brother to Sira. A beach in Lombok. Only 10 mins from Gili Air.  My rose Osprey! Bye bye Gili Air I will be back!!!! See at the back .. That's Mount Agung in Bali. So from Sira, Sam took us to Mataram using Beach route. So we passed by Malimbu hill to see the 3 Gilis,  Mentigi beach that to me looks still virgin and we passed by Warung Ikan Bakar at Nipah. Ma didn't want to try it cuz she said she was full. I dun mind, I know I w

On the 3rd day in the island, me and Ma decided to gor for a spa. But too bad, it was Friday and it seems like the spa is closed cuz the staff went back home. I didn't get it. But I was been told that way. So I took it as Friday could be the Sunday for the islanders. Maybe?  Also, the island seems quiet .. Like many people has left. We didn't do much as we wanted that day to be chillin n relaxin day. I was thinking to go on bicycles around the island, but didn't want to leave my mom alone. Maybe next trip?! Hihi So we walked to the left side of the Sejuk junction. And walked all the way to Gusung Indah beach bar and bungalows. I completed reading 1st part of the book - eat pray love. I borrowed from the hotel.  Back in the hotel, I went up to the Lumbung, finished the book and snored a little . Lol.  In the evening, get wet in the pool and Andes came by and brought us a very nice Bakso.  For dinner, we went to Ali Baba beach bar to have some seafood grilled.  Last night in

I was too ambition thinking to complete blogging on my 5 days trip last nite. Indeed I wasn't thinking for any part 2 or 3.  Oh well.  1st night in Gili Air was splendid. It was a night of isra' mikraj. We could listen to a man giving tazkirah in the mosque until 2 or 4 am. I wasn't too sure. That night back from dinner, Ma talked to Edu about the snorkeling trip for the next day. Later then, Edu came and confirmed the plan. Ma asked him to buy  for her a SIM card and off he went to the store. So helpful! Few minutes later he came and told us that tonight, there were a beach party. I joked and said Ma udah capek. And he continued to joke around and ask my mom if he could take me to the party. I pretend not to listen to him. Later we chill out at the room balcony and tried to fix my mom tab. He asked why I didn't want a SIM card to myself. I told him, I don't need any internet as much as my mom need. He just smiled and looked rather impressed.  The next morning was s