It took 19 months, a second wave, and the urge to get my fingers typing again. Blogging has always been cathartic, a great way to spill my anxieties into the internet void. Thinking maybe I could write any troubles away, and hoping that it would all be okay in the end.
It's been a process.
I have been blogging on-and-off for six years now. I started when I was sixteen and I just turned twenty-four barely two months ago.
The past six years can only be described as tumultuous as expected. The movies and books I watched as a kid never quite prepared me for what young adulthood would actually be like. I laughed a lot, cried a lot and I grew up. Hopefully for the better. And this little corner of the internet has been with me, through thick and thin.
It's been the corner I have been able to share makeup tips, and fashion inspiration, and complain. Mostly complain if I'm being honest.
Every few months or so, I would read back old blog posts from different eras of my life. My eyes passing through the screen, wondering why I barely recognized myself. I don't look like that anymore. My hair is much longer and dyed brown, I have put on healthy weight and my smiles are real this time. The colours seem more saturated.
I find that good.
It's like an archive of my mental state at that specific moment. I am reminded of nights I would write than study or walks back to my student dorm while I listen to the same Taylor Swift song on repeat. It is the long car rides in silence with people I don't see anymore. It is crying on the bus after a day in London. It is youth captured forever on the internet.
Funny how life passes so fast.
At twenty-four, I know I still got a lot of life to live.
I am not where I thought I would be when I first started Hey Bash. I am much older but still itching to make the silly decisions that sixteen-year-old me would have wanted. Experiencing as much as I can, then a little bit more.
I hope you'll join me.
With love, Bash
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PROS:
1. Organized & Structured
I like that it's organized cause it helps me feel like I'm organized. The pages are where they are supposed to be, titled and notated for future reference. To go even further, I color-coded everything so my eyes are trained.Methodological? Maybe.
Helpful? Very.
2. Customizable & Open for Creativity
As someone who isn't as creative as she wants to be, I consider my bullet journal controlled creativity. I get to draw, color in and add doodles wherever I please. Not only that, how the journal will look like is completely up to me. Something I personally dislike about regular planners is how rigid there are.3. One Place For Everything
It's my place for (almost) everything. This bullet journal is for my notes, plans, ideas, and acts as an occasional moody diary. It keeps everything where it is. I don't have to look through multiple notebooks anymore. Thank God.4. Consistent Writing
5. It Is For Me & Only Me
And just how it should be.CONS:
1. Time-Consuming
I spent two hours setting up the first few pages of the journal because I wanted to get it just right. Even though there are no such things. Other than that, I still spend at least 15 minutes a day (sometimes more) updating it for the next few days, or just doodling for fun. Not everyone has time for that.
2. Expensive & Hard to Get
In theory, it's cheap. All you need is a pen and a blank book. But...If you're like me, you like going all out. Once I decided to try bullet journaling, I shipped a Leuchtturm 1917 Dotted Notebook from Amazon UK to my sister then asked her to buy double-ended highlighters to match my paints. This is too much of a hassle for journaling. But that's on me.
3. Not for a Perfectionist (Me Included)
It's going to be messy and you have to accept that. There are ink stains, bad drawings, and notes scattered everywhere. None of my Monthly pages look similar at all. A part of me is screaming inside cause I want to look perfect. The other part knows it will never be.
4. Comparisons to Others
If you've seen #BuJo on Instagram then you will immediately think your journal is crap. I certainly did. I don't have decent handwriting or any artistry skills. Other than tapping on a keyboard, my hands are useless. So seeing all the amazing journals lets you down sometimes.But honestly, it mostly inspires me.
with love,
Since the first week of February, I've been shooting almost every day for RTB's upcoming show. This is my first job as a host and it's so exciting. I meet cool people and chat about their lives. Have I been nervous on camera? Not really, and I thank everyone in the crew for that.
John Ambrose deserves better. There, I said it.
My sister and I watched the 'To All The Boys I've Loved Before' sequel, and here's the thing. It's a typical Teen Romance for this generation. I both like it and don't. A Schrodinger's film. I'll probably never watch it again but I'll definitely watch the next one coming one.
Also, #TeamJohnAmbrose
Yes, yes I am.
It's been a while since I've done commercial work, probably very rusty. But when I got the offer to do the shoot, I jumped in excitement. I also jumped cause I don't drive. My first time driving ever is now in cinemas. Oh well...
You can see the Nissan Commercial here!
I was once anti-ebooks but now, I've grown to really enjoy them. Since picking up my Kindle again, I've 3 e-books including Harleen (2019), a graphic novel - which I highly recommend for Harley Quinn fans. For this upcoming long-haul flight, I'm definitely going to bring it as company.
Bruneians Read hosted a book club and of course, I went.
Its theme was all about the Starry Night, filled with chats about books, ice-breakers, and my sticky Honey Garlic stained fingers. For the first time in a long time, it felt like I could talk about books with people who liked books too, our opinions clashing only occasionally.
- Artworks
- Neutral Tones with Pops of Blue & Gold
- Easy &Accessible Storage
- Mirrors
- Maybe 1 or 2 Plants
It sounds silly but there's something right about being in your own bed. I spent three years moving houses, sleeping in different beds but never feeling quite right. When I came back home, I laid on my old bed and slept till the afternoon. I woke up in a familiar place, sunlight peaking in.
I felt safe, I felt good.
2. OPENING UP TO SOMEONE
I never heard a term for this until my first year of Uni. Late night in the James Owen Court Halls, a friend and I had tea without creamers, sharing stories from Brunei and Kenya among others. I remember seeing his eyes glint as he went on, missing his friends across this wide world. It was a feeling I knew well. Later, he thanked me for this 'DMC.'
"What's that?" I asked.
"Deep Meaningful Conversation, D.M.C."
Oh.
3. ACCOMPLISHING A LIFE-LONG GOAL
Last year, my first pilot premiered.
They hired me as a writer, so I wrote the repilot of their miniseries. I was too busy and exhausted to get excited over it then, not to mention I was 8000km away. Now though, I think about my first professional writing experience. It was recently nominated for Best Asian Drama at the First Asia Content Awards.
I did that, no one can take that away from me.
4. FINISHING A GOOD BOOK
There are some books that get you emotionally invested, your eyes glued to the pages. This happens sometimes but rare enough that it leaves you drained once you closed the paperback. Your mind racing from the plot or the prose. It's rare that it happens now, but when it does...damn.
If I could recommend a book, that would be Angie Thomas' The Hate U Give or It's Not About The Burqa: Muslim Women on Faith, Feminism, Sexuality, and Race.
Both are amazing.
5. LONG WALKS ALONE
A little melancholic but I like it.
When I lived closer to town and the nights were colder, I'd just take walks. I would grab the closest jacket and head out the door, just to walk from one end of town to the other. I'd sit outside with my headphones in to sit somewhere new and scenic, on bus benches as I watch drunks coming home from the pub.
It was just the right kind of loneliness.
It was planned and not planned.
It feels like my first holiday in a loooong time. Rather than sticking to a strict plan for work and cameras in my face, I spent it walking along with new places while I caught up with old friends on rooftop bars. We watched the sunset then tried to finish a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. What a lazy holiday heaven. No cameras around (okay, not true - less photo taking)
2. Ella-Kandy Train Ride
It's called the Most Beautiful Train Ride in the World, and definitely for a good reason.
We managed to book some seats but the other seat blocked the window. What we could peak though was stunning. Sprawls of trees and mountain views passing by. It got significantly warmer as the train moved down to the hotter areas. I managed to get some nice shots leaning out the train.
Don't do this on the subway kiddos.
3. Finished My Internship
A little bittersweet but I'm happy nonetheless. I mentioned it in my Year in Review that I started a 3-month internship involved in Climate Change. It was tiring yet the most absolute fun I've had in an office. I'm glad to have helped out as much as I could in these short 3 months.
4. Started Bullet Journaling
And it's actually going well!
It started on a whim. When I'm anxious (or about to get my period), I spend hours jotting down future ideas. On the last week of December, a wave of ideas for bullet journaling happened for some reason. I bought a Leuchtturm1917 Dotted Journal and some pens, spent 4 hours detailing how the first 20 pages look and here we are now.
I'm not writing every day but I'm consistent. It feels like my mind is going somewhere again.
5. Finished 6 Books
Considering I only read about 8 books last year - I think I've started off quite strong.
I finished the last pages of the Flowers in the Chakrawala by my friend, Hariz Fadhilah on New Year's Day, and finished the audiobooks; Alan Cumming's Not My Father's Son and How to Be a Grown-Up by Daisy Buchanan. In Sri Lanka, I read the Wisdom of Whores and Forest of Enchantments while on beaches and trains. And just finishing up the month with Chuck Palahnuik's Fight Club. Now, I can finally watch the movie.
I'm surprised I read as many books as I did. Perhaps it's the heat and leisure that compelled me. With February rolling around, I might finally start with Michelle Obama's Becoming soon!
who will never read what I wrote.
and my fingers in his hair.
Eyes closed,
and still fully clothed.
We’re gently rocked to sleep
by the rhythm of our heartbeats.
Neither of us were particularly good dancers, but he put jazz on the speakers and took my hand. A foot in front of the other, I followed in pursuit. Our bodies swayed across the room, taking wild twirls in turn. He dipped down low and spun and pulled me back in.
We both laughed, dizzy from nightcaps. We danced, even after the song ended. Moving to a beat we played differently in our heads. How madly in love we looked that Christmas Eve.
He was mad, and I was in love.
I looked up at the sky, illuminated with lights crackling up in the air. Loud cheers from the pub two minutes away, singing and laughing. I look back at you as if this new year would be alright. You take my hand, covered in a mitten, and kiss it gently.
"Happy 2018."

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I spent last month reflecting on how my 2010s began and how it ended. In 2010, I was likely asleep, considering I was 12 and tired of life already. In 2019, I was in the living room, watching HBO with my family. When the clock struck midnight, we cheered, 'Happy New Year' and went to bed. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
In just 10 short years, I've learned a few things - mostly through a lot of embarrassment and failure. Here are 10 Things I Learned in the 2010s.
1. Teenagehood is a witch with a capital B
2. You'll lose friends but gain better ones
3. The people you love don't dictate who you are
4. The world is too big to stay in one place forever
8. Destiny may not be real, but you can manifest
9. Everyone is figuring it out
10. Home is not a place, it is a feeling.
What is something you learned in the 2010s?
Not much has changed yet so much has.
My 2015 Resolutions are different but they came true. Eventually within the next five years. Keeping that in mind, I'd like to do a Goals list for the next decade instead of the usual resolutions list. After all, the 2020s is the perfect start for this kind of post.
Here are my 5 goals for the decade.
How did it go?
- Kuala Lumpur with Tourism Malaysia
I found out Tourism Malaysia was taking me and Amirul Adli to Kuala Lumpur two days before the flight. Five days in a familiar city, with different people. I had grown to love Kuala Lumpur as a second home, and it still feels like it. Just a little bit louder, wilder and friendlier.
- Joined an internship program for Climate Change
I feel like such an adult ever since I started my internship. An 8-hour workday at a fancy office, that I'm glad to spend with old friends. We spend most mornings finishing work as we chat about the future then go for lunch and bubble tea afterward. It's amazing.
NOVEMBER
- Busan, South Korea with the Busan Tourism Organisation
I went to South Korea and to be honest, I still can't believe it. It felt like a whirlwind of three/four days and the only recollection that I have is in film. As if the whole thing was a narcissistic surrealist's dream but it wasn't It was amazing, beautiful and cold - in a good way.
- One day in Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam
We had a 10-hour layover in Saigon before our next flight to South Korea, so I took the chance to get out. Saigon still rings in my ear - the honks and screeches of the traffic outside. One day in Ho Chi Minh is definitely not enough, but I'm still thankful I got to visit this city.
- Performed as Madame Giry for Seeds Brunei's 10th Anniversary Show in Mystery of The Opera
I haven't been on stage for over five years but Seeds Brunei was celebrating its 10th Anniversary. It was the first home I ever made so I auditioned and was cast as Madame Giry - and I had to sing. It was terrifying, and it wasn't. All because of the amazing people in it.
Every weeknight spent singing and practicing with the family I missed so much. I've known most of them since I was 14, and now, we're older and much better.
- Performed spoken word at the launch of the Tiny Lit Festival
It was the first time I performed in spoken word since March, and the first time I performed in Brunei in over two years. The Real Word invited me as one of the speakers for the launch. It's inspiring to be surrounded by creative people flourishing, pouring hearts in poems and songs. Also, meeting some old friends that night. Quite nice.