A Fragmented Story of Sid and Nancy #1

Hello buubis, long time no see. haa elok lah tu Hanis, kau hilang berbulan bulan lepas tu suka hati panggil orang buubis.

waddup guys? maaf saya menghilang lagi, blame the bloody twitter. haha. tak lah, saya pelajar tahun tiga yang hampir gila, tahu? gila menyiapkan thesis. gila itu, gila ini, gila bebi. lala.

post kali ini just nak berkongsi cerita pendek pertama saya yang akan dicetak tak lama lagi. (pehh, bunyi macam serius) It's an English language story that was set in Malaysian society bla bla bla.
before saya hantar kepada editor dan dicetak, (which is in 2 weeks time. glup!) i want you guys (if i have any of my readers left) to read first. Walaupun cerita fiksyen ini kategori cerita pendek tapi editor saya mahukan minimum 4000 patah perkataan (cerita pendek bak hang), so saya terpaksa lah post setengah setengah dalam blogspot ni. kira macam episod lah. kemain. hihi.

Cerita pendek ini tidak mengandungi kartun merepek dan tiada humor bodoh tahap dewa, its just, hmm..... a piece i wrote. i'm still stupid at writing, so be kind to me and yes, give comments. :)

A Fragmented Story of Sid and Nancy

 “Why won’t you start packing up your things? We need to move in few days,” she said, trying hard to control her voice so that she would not sound as close as yelling. She managed a bitter smile on her face.

Laila shrugged. She looked at her tortoises, Sid and Nancy, which she got on her 21^stbirthday. She named them after the famous bassist of the punk group Sex Pistols, Sid Vicious, and his girlfriend Nancy Spungen. Everyone has their favorite love story; either the forbidden love of Romeo and Juliet or possessive love of Shah Jahan and Mumtaz Mahal. However, it was Sid and Nancy’s tragic love story that inspired her imagination on the notion of true love. Sid killed her.

“Later,” Laila said under her breath.

“Do you want me to help you? I’m pretty free today,” Anna tried again.

“Nah,” Laila said, motionless.

Anna looked around the room and sigh. “What do you expect me to do? We can’t stay here after what happened,” she brushes her hair with frustration.

“Why not? Why do we always need to run away? I’m sick of being the new girl in school. I’m sick of being lost in the street. Why can’t we just stay and carry on?” Laila snapped. She looked as if she is about to cry.

She is Anna’s only daughter. Anna was only 15 years old when she had her. They were very close when Laila was still young to hold hands. They were like the best of friends. But she never sees her open up herself like this. She always thought Laila is the strong one, just like her father.

“Wow! That’s more than one word. I’m impressed,” she paused and thought how harsh that comes out from her mouth when all she ever wanted is her daughter to talk to her, like how they used to be. “Come on Laila. Don’t complicate things. You know exactly why we have to move,” she said.

“Great,” Laila turned away, looking back at Sid and Nancy. “That’s one word though,” she said.

Anna bit her lips and slammed the door behind her. She stood for a while outside the door and shed a silent tear.

Laila shares the same tears in the room, as silent as her mom. She wonders if Sid is ever going to kill Nancy. Then it would be like dejavu, or back in time. She took her video camera and turned it on, facing the tortoise, just in case she missed out the killing.

how my family are weirder than the Addams family #5

this episode is gonna be slightly different as i'm not gonna tell stories about my siblings, but my cousin.

my 10 years old cousin, Myra McCants.

she arrived Malaysia with her Hannah Montana suit case on 10th July 2012 for her summer break. and since i'm having my s0 called summer break, lets just say, its our summer break.

this post is dedicated to her, since she's leaving to US tomorrow. (and because she insists)

that explains the 'fully english' post aye? haha.

so our summer break begins with a lot of trips, piano classes along the month and Meap-ing all the time.

yup, Meap-ing. (there's no such word but trust me, it has a whole lot of meaning)

MARP, she says, is the slow motion of the MEAP. *face palm*

if any of you guys wondering what the heck (i've learned to use this word from her) MEAP means, dont ask me. ask the MEAP-er. *another face palm*

p/s: she just made up a new blogspot, check her out at dragonballfreaks.blogspot.com (that explain her Tshirt aye?) and maybe she can MEAP you, to death. *face palm again*

p/p/s: myra, if you're reading this, google translate this last footnote as this message is for you; selamat tinggal. jumpa lagi tahun depan! saya sayang awak!

p/p/p/s: and oh myra, stop google translating my other posts will ya? pfft.

*drop your MEAP to the floor, you scared you scared*

Pavlova.

kau semanis Pavlova.

harini saya nak kongsikan dengan anda cara cara membuat dessert Pavlova. Ya, Pavlova. sekarang mana ada orang makan Red Velvet dah. its so yesterday. HAHA.

saya bukan celebriti chef, bukan master chef mahupun chef wan. maka, kalau tak jadi Pavlova anda, tolong jangan salahkan saya.

Pavlova ni sebenarnya senang gila nak buat. barang barang semua senang nak dapat. kedai runcit depan rumah pon boleh. cuma kalau nak beli buah lah kena pergi tesco. alah, tapi easy ah. serious.

saya cadangkan anda belajar buat Pavlova ni. sebab kalau nak beli kat kedai 1 slice 15 hengget. buat apa bayar mahal mahal. baik buat sendiri en. mari belajar dari saya.

bahan bahan yang diperlukan ialah:

1. beberapa biji telur.

suka hati nak letak berapa pon.

tapi nak telur kuning je ya. yang putih buat scramble egg.

2. sugar caster. kalau dalam Bahasa, 'gula tebu bertapis' ya.

gula tebu yang tak bertapis tak nak.

3. tepung jagung.

4. cuka.

5. vanilla essence. (bukan dari the Body Shop)

kemudian, letak je semua bahan bahan tu dalam mixer.

letak, letak je sebanyak mana nak. apa ada hal.

tak baik membazir.

lepas tu, letak dalam bekas bakar.

kalau takde, tak pe. letak atas pinggan pon tak pe.

takde hal lah.

bakar lah selama mana nak.

kalau rasa nak garing lebih, bakar lama sikit.

kalau rajin, guna whipped cream dalam kotak.

kalau malas, guna yang tekan tekan dalam botol je sudah.

then campak je buah apa nak atas tu.

strawberry, grapes, blackberry, pisang, kiwi, ciku, langsat.

durian pon tak de hal lah.

konfem, seriously konfem akan jadi macam ni.

pretty awesome.

anda semua dipersilakan guna resipi saya.

kalau jadi, tolong bagitau sebab saya belum lagi pernah cuba. kakaka.

selamat mencuba.

p/s: kalau telur putih buat jadi scramble egg, jadi apa? jadi awan. *lawak hambar*

p/s: bila dah google baru tau sebenarnya guna telur putih bukan telur kuning. tapi tapi, macam mana nak buat scramble egg macam awan? kita anggap je lah Pavlova saya guna telur kuning. eh ? eh? alah telur jugakkan. bukan suruh guna kulit telur pon. kikiki.

if you're a bird,

i'm a bird.

you are pretty awesome.

but if you're iron man, then i'll be the real steel. eh?

how my family are weirder than the Addams family #4

tajuk kecil: Perlawanan Berminyak

this is the fourth episode of the series. woahh. okay, teruja sendiri.

rasa macam nak gunakan 80% bahasa melayu untuk post kali ini. ngeh ngeh.

saya nak cerita pasal adik kecil saya, adah.

well, she had a school fight few weeks back. seriously.

sampai mama saya kena panggil dengan guru kelas.

and yup. she's 9 years old.

,

di hari kejadian, sekolah sedang mengadakan latihan kebakaran.

ini adik saya, adah. pergi sekolah memang pakai tudung.

katanya, nanti tiada kawan.

"cikgu kata kena pergi tempat berkumpul!"

ketika sedang beratur ingin ke tempat berkumpul, berlakulah sebuah insiden.

*tudung separa rosmah*

muka berminyak? defuqq? i'm pretty sure masa aku darjah 3, aku tak tahu pon muka berminyak tu macam mana. i would probably have said "kau tu dah lah pendek!" Paling paling pon lah. kihkih.

masa guru kelas tanya, "Putri saadah, apesal awak buat macam tu?"

dengan selambanya dia menjawab, "memang salah dia. saya tak dapat pon tengok kebakaran."

dem. aku tak boleh imagine muka mama aku masa tu. konfem buat poker face. haha.

aku dah explain kat dia, "budak tu excited. dia tertarik lah tu. adah kan tinggi, lain kali adah beratur lah belakang. kesian dia tau."

then she goes like this, "adah nak tengok kebakaran."

oh myy. *tepuk dahi*

oh ya, kenapa kain adik aku kaler lain? dia pengawas. PENGAWAS ya kawan kawan. nampak tak aspek pihak berkuasa menyalah gunakan kuasa kat situ? kakakaka.

the fact that aku still tak faham kenapa guna point "dah lah muka berminyak" haha.

p/s: macam agak hambar je post kali ni. maaf. hihi.

Pretty Awesome.

hello semua, nama saya Hanis.

jadah apa. macam orang tak tau. haha.

tak, seriously you guys, hello. its been a while. its been a long fucking while. :)

setiap kali nak mula tulis blog balik, mesti nak tukar header, tukar nama blog lah. konon konon macam bagi semangat baru ah. pui. *menari konon konon*

tapi saya harap kali ni, saya betol betol dapat semangat baru to write back. to draw back. and to throw some shit back again. serious oh. i miss you guys, i miss my blog and i miss my drawings. eventhough tak pernah stop doodling elsewhere, still tangan menggigil bila doodle guna mouse tadi. keras bak hang.

kenapa pretty awesome? mana aku tahu. rasa macam pretty awesome ja letak pretty awesome. haha.

tunggu next post saya okay? okay, terima kasih.

eh sekejap, apa macam gampang sangat blogger baru ni? pening aku. pfft.

p/s: nak tahu menari konon konon tu macam mana? letak tangan kiri kat bawah ketiak, tangan kanan tutup hidung, lepastu gelek pinggang ala ala tarian hawaii. buat please?