Current Progress.

Since I'm stuck to my notepad, here you go. Expect a whole grand affair if I eventually succeed.

Interview With the Mokesart.

Mokesart and I have known each other for a year-ish now. This interview was conducted due to him forcing me. I swear. Free publicity.

1. Since we know this is going to be based on me, how did you first

meet Hanis aka me?

I don't quite remember. A website or someshit.

2. What was your first impression of me? Like, be honest. I swear I

won't edit anything out.

Bitch. A stuck up, cold bitch. To me: a challenge. No one is a bitch

for no reason.

3. I heard from a little birdy that I'm the reason you're blogging now

at your nice little blog. Is that true?

Of course. You blogged. I read. You told me to get my views out there

(probably so I didn't bore you to death telling you about them).

Seriously though, yes. You told me that I had a lot to say and should

write them down so more people could see them.

4.I've read your blog(duh) and you just have like, a multitude of

topics. Where do you get your inspiration?

Anything really. Stuff that happens to me, or just appears on my

RADAR. A lot of the time I will have an interesting (or at least I

think so) encounter which I will either like or hate. Failing anything

happening to me, I can link to other stuff I've been reading lately,

or talk about current affairs or anything. A lot of the time I'll

write a view of the world from my perspective: liberal Christian white

male student activist. Which I don't think there are quite enough of

in the world!

5. Oh wait, what about those Song of the Day? Do you randomnly pick

them?

The song of the day is basically random, though usually from my 5500

or so strong iTunes library. It might be a song I've been listening to

lately, or it might be a song related to the topic. Or I might just

click "shuffle" and see what comes up! Sometimes though I'll ask

someone else to pick (usually you!).

6.What do you do for a living?

I bludge off my parents. No, it's not that bad really. My parents do

cover my living costs, which are rather low as I don't cost much to

run. Besides that, I do a lot of what you might call "volunteer" work.

I am currently the (unpaid) Head of Media Relations for Pirate Party

Australia and I do a lot of (usually unpaid) freelance editing of text

and musical scores. My time is mostly dedicated to passing my units in

my Bachelor of Music, though I do hope when the next school term

starts to begin tutoring guitar and bass, plus to have a band up and

running.

7. Now, where do you get the time? Haven't my bad ways rubbed off on

you yet?

I have no idea. I just sort of multitask. I've had to slow down the

blogging because I've just not had the time lately, funnily enough.

8. If you can go anywhere right now, where and why?

The surface of the sun, because it's bound to be cooler than here at

the moment! No, I'd really like to be somewhere nice and cool, so

either Antarctica or Europe most likely. Not sure where exactly, as

long as the temperature is reasonable!

9. What is one thing that you've wanted blog about but haven't yet?

So many! I have a ridiculous backlog of drafts I was intending to

write. I actually wanted to write about my view on same-sex marriages,

specifically with an "alternative" to the mainstream Christian view.

10. What do you do during your spare time?

I usually write music, watch sitcoms or play video games. The former

two are far more common, as I tend to lose interest in video games

periodically.

11. What do you think about your current editing job?

It's great! The best thing about editing your novel is that I get the

chapters as you write them. Which means that I am literally begging

you to finish the next chapter. I'm really enjoying the story, and

contributing to its polishing is keeping me nicely busy.

12. Would you , if the situation ever comes, tell people to read it?

Are you kidding?! Of course I would! If I love it, other people will

too! (And get back to work! I want 25 000 words by tomorrow night! =P) (I'm currently at 40K now)

13. List out 3 of your favourite sites.

Oh dear, there are some I'd absolutely love to. But I'm sure it would

get me into trouble in one way or another.

I won't say www.keepthisonealiveinstead.blogspot.com because it's too

obvious.

My favourite sites would be:-

www.wikipedia.org – One of the finest repositories of knowledge

available today. I know "what about inaccuracies?" Well, I've read

many academic books which talk complete crap frankly. At least with

Wikipedia it's kind of obvious.

www.pirateparty.org.au – A bit of a political plug here, but I do use

it a lot. We've got a lot of our party press releases up there, and

there are links to information and many other things so that people

can see what we're about and that we're not just "spoiled brats who

want everything for free".

www.thepiratebay.org – NOT because it lets you find torrent files to

download illegally, but because it is a great repository for materials

which are hard to find. Books that are long out of print, albums which

were never released on CD, rare films. There is an almost unwritten

pirate law "you only pirate things which are rare or overabundant." In

this case, so many things are impossible (or near impossible) to get

your hands on, that the Pirate Bay is often a last resort. I think

this is a good thing, as it means most bits of our culture will never

fade away.

14. Hmmm, what else, oh yes. Will you interview me in return?

Just say the word darling =P (What word? D:)

For the Love of Food, Shut Up.

I'm close to hitting 32K words. I'm still behind but whatever. This is far more than I expected. Of course, when I find myself getting tired of writing, I neglect my homework write a post.

Have you ever read like, articles or notes on the dangers of eating a particular food? Like, the most popular is how dangerous Coca Cola is for our health. Or processed food. There's a whole list of em. Lately, a note was passed on on Facebook on how eating sardines from a tin can cause you cancer.

You know, smoking can cause cancer with a higher probability. I read it, gave a shrug. For me, its about moderation. Don't eat sardines from a tin for like 5 nights per week. Or instant noodles. But no, some people would just go "Haven't you read?"and blah blah.

I don't care. I don't eat sardines that much and I doubt eating a sardine bun two times a week where there's like, a tablespoonful worth of mashed sardines in each of them would make me have cancer with "Sardines" stamped on it.

I used to drink soft drinks all the time. Now, I only drink them if I go to a fast food restaurant. Because I dislike iced lemon tea where they actually use those yellow lemons. I prefer lime. Back when I was binging on Sprite, I was at the receiving end of:

"Do you know that you could clean toilets with that?"

and other shit. I'll get this poker face which is stage one. Stage two would be when I'm being sharp with them. I stopped drinking soft drinks around a year ago and I feel good for myself. Not because I read some article saying a snail was killed when Coke was poured over it. You get me?

In a way, people who read those kinds of articles are just the same as the idiots who read on the internet about Islam and they say women are opressed by the religion. Or those people who wanted to boycott certain stuffs when Palestine was invaded. They read few things, think they know it from back to front then rush head in before landing with their ass up in the air.

Or to put it simply, they'll go down in my view of them. I'll roll my eyes. If you really afraid for your health, do you know that chickens are injected with female hormones which makes them fatter and this, can cause men to get boobies? Or that fishes caught in the sea are usually about a month old before they get to the market? Hail the miracle of crushed ice.

Vegetables, are sprayed with pesticides so much that they grow up perfect. Or that dessert you just had, the sugar in that can kill an ant and land it in ant heaven. Don't even get me started on calories.

So, shut up. If you really want to care, go get a patch of land and make a vegetable garden. Raise your own chickens. Plant your own paddy field, don't forget the wheat and oats. Rent a boat and fish for yourself. Then, you'll truly reduce the risk. If you're not prepared to do that, shut your mouth when you see me tucking into something so tasty. Chances are, you'll be some foood frigid, completely miserable as you try to remember the taste of some food you last ate aeons ago.

Cursing in the Morning. Not Good.

Something is really pissing me off.

I live at home, which takes time for me to commute. But so be it. I'm tired of waking up at 5.30 and arriving there an hour-ish later which leaves me 2 hours. Yes, I spend it at my friend's room but I do feel like I'm being a nuisance.

So is it so hard for people to see the reason why I don't want to mess with a day where I don't have an 8.30 class? When I say "No, I don't want to have a freaking discussion at that time." I get looked at as if I'm difficult.

Bitch, you think I'm mucking it about at home?

Urgh. I'm not mad at one individual. I'm just mad at a whole thing. I'm tired from commuting. I'm not really studying. I feel icky. God. I just want to roll on the floor and cry sometimes. Hell, I'm supposed to be typing for my NaNoWriMo now but I'm ranting here. So, fuck it.

Be My Bedmate? Not So Easy.

This is a break from my NaNo attempt.

So, few weeks ago, Dad had to go to this 2 days thingie where he had to do stuffs like a treasure hunt and other activities that is suppose to instill leadership and teamwork among you and your colleagues. The interesting thing was that he was one of the older ones, the majority were in their mid 20's to late 30's. Oh, so cute.

The trip meant he would be away for one night which actually makes a big impact in this household. Well, more like on Mama. You see, my mother is such a cute woman in her ways that one must wonder how am I her daughter.

Ehem.

One. She has a thing of parking the car right in front of the restaurant/cafe we're going since everyone would be looking at us.

Two. She just can't go eat alone because she will feel so shy.

Three. She simply can't sleep alone because she has a fear a burglar is going to come in through the ceiling and hold us hostage is afraid.

Okay, I have my own self esteem issues but I do try to not let One and Two be part of me since I don't see the freaking problem. For Three, I simply adore sleeping alone in my room, without no roomates hence the reason I rarely ask anyone over because god, that will just ruin my personal time.

So, on the night Dad was away, she made me sleep in her bed and little bro was being a pain so he ended up sleeping on the carpet in her room instead of in his. I had to get used to not being in my bed but that was okay. Until, Mama poked me and told me to stop fidgeting.

"Stop moving around so much Hanis."

"I"m not."

"Yes you are." - little bro.

It was only the night after that I realise I do fidget. I have my own pattern, if you must put a word to it, to sleeping.

First, I'll lie on my right side, two pillows under my head, hugging the bolster in front of me. Then, I'll turn to lie on my front, hugging the upper pillow under my head with my legs doing that thing I think most people do. You know, where one is straight but one is bent and it just feels so perfect?

I won't stay long but then I'll get onto my left side, bolster behind me as I throw an arm above my head, putting pressure-ish on my right ear. I'll usually fall asleep by then but if I still haven't, I'll move on to my back-up position.

Curl up in a ball on my right side with the blanket wrapped around me as if I'm trying to ward off the cold like its a monster from under my bed.

So, yes, I do fidget a lot. Few years ago, I was prone to lie on my back, arms thrown above my head, holding on to the railings. Now I think about it, that was preparing for the losing of my cherry one day. not a position appropriate for a girl my age and innocence.

Hah.

Yes, I sleep with 3 pillows, it used to be 4. If I have to live with only 2, I'll put both under my head and will simply hug my blanket. Yes, I've done that before. Blankets make the best snuggly buddy.

Now, back to NaNo.

Love,

Gloating Moment. Live it.

Okay, I'm here to gloat, blow my trumpet, etc.

I'm currently so close to hitting 30% of NaNoWriMo eventhough I'm lagging 2K

I'm losing my Stephen King's virginity with Needful Things.

Oooooooh, my interview came out.

Yes, yes yes. Go and check it out, its at one of my favourite blogs ever. Not to mention, the blogger is awesome.

Go go go go go.

Run like the wind Bullseye.

Learning to Use the Shift Button for Capital Letters.

I hit the 10K mark last night. That's 20% of 50,000 words. Hopefully, an improvement from my past efforts. Yes, Mozart is the reason I'm not thinking "God, I give up.". He has a whip and he uses it.

So, last night my keyboard went wonky and well, I did something so stupid. Somehow, Google put it in my head that I need to clean the affected keys which were Caps Lock, A, Q, Z, Tab and Shift.

Fine. But then it told me to take it out and I managed to pry out Caps Lock, clean it but guess what? I failed to put it back in.

I felt stupid but it was nothing compared to how I felt this morning when I turned on my computer and wo behold! The keys were working again.

And I was stuck with the caps lock key still not being in place. Do you know how stupid that feels?

I wanted to scream this morning. Especially when I was retyping the 900 ish words I had hand written last night in my attempt to reach 10K.

Yes, I can ask my dad to do it for me but ..... I'm scared =.=

Help me anyone? Haha.

*will try asking someone more nifty*

Of course, I'll try to post more! I promiseeeee.

Peace out.

Typing Frenzy

Tommorow is my first day of my week-ish mid semester break. Yes, I'm tempted to go 'Wooohooo" and roll on the floor. That is, until I remember the workload. Of course, I'll take this chance to catch up on my NaNoWriMo thingie. I'm up to 6200-ish words if I'm not mistaken.

The secret is ..... Mozart. He edits my work by the chapter and then tell me to write more. He's practically a slave driver I tell you. I'm expecting him to crack a whip any moment now, telling me "WRITE HANIS WRITE!"

Now, don't tell him I said that.

Apart from my NaNoWriMo, I did an interview for another blog. Yes, be excited for me. I won't tell you anything except it was for a blog that I so adore <3 . I expect the blogger would be emailing me again with some more questions or need for clarification and I promise when it is posted, I'll link it up on here and gloat about it.

Now, time to watch Friends, Season 3, Episode 19 before I start to write again.