Comics.
That's what i'm have been busy and crazy with these few days.
Not all types of comics, infact is a specific one.
is drawn by Nikky Lee, an author from taiwan.
Didnt know it's a she till i came upon her website.
And the story she wrote really drives me crazy!
Hopelessly Romantic.
I've got this song from her site too~

But i'll have to wait till june or july for book7.
Haiz..
It'll b like 3 or 4 months later.. Arggghhh.
She really takes her time man.
But its a good thing that i'm going to Taiwan this April.
Hope i get to meet her. Hah!
What am i thinking..

And because of the influence,
I spent a night writing my own story.
Wanted to give it a title, but couldnt decide yet.
So here it goes:


London,
a country i've aways wanted to experience and to explore with.
Narrow laneways, little avenues of discovery adventure..
And here I am, at an afresco cafe in a quiet afternoon.
Enjoying the sweet aroma and watching the crowd pass by.
So far, i've been here for 3 months without family & friends.
Just me and myself.

For the time being, i'm part timing at a fashion show agency as a style assistant.
Whenever there's fashion shows, i'll be there to assist with the matching of clothes & accessories,
getting them all ready for the show before it starts.

Today, its Sunday.
And i'll be attending a ball later.. (some silly stuff organized by my co.)
The people here sure knows how to dress..
They really dressed to kill.

Ahh.. A handsome chap just passes by.
He's smartly dressed in black tuxedo, black sleek hair and pointy leather shoes.
Maybe he's on his way to a fashion show.. see the way he dressed.
Just another face in crowd.

The time is up and i made my way to Kiliney House for the ball.
I dont want to be late you see..
Once inside, I searched for my collegues and familar faces.
Luxury ballroom, marble floors, poshed corridors well-lit in orange lightnings.

There wasnt any familar faces in sight and that's weird.
Where the hell are they?
This time, a fellow caught my attention.
Dressed like a frenchman in black tuxedo, sleek hair combed to the back, revealing his forehead.
Wait. Did i mentioned black tuxedos?
Why does it sounds familar..?

He had a glass of champagne in his hand, and was surrounded by a bevy of beauties.
Typical scene you would expect and those you-know-how charming techiques.
The good lookings always get everything.
Whatever..

Finally, I found my friends.
We chatted and helped ourselves to the food.
After dinner, the people moved to the center and started to dance.
I remained in my seat and watched as they danced.
No partner, no lover, nothing.
Maybe i should go.

I took a quick glance at my watch and stood up to look for the exits.
Standing at 1.52m, its not easy to jostle through the crowd when they are all almost 1.8m & above.
As i made my way out, a fellow blocked me.
"Excuse me?"
He did not move.
"Excuse?!" I'm losing my patience.
He did not attempt to move either.

I looked up to give him a good stare, and my heart almost skip a beat.
It was him!
The one i saw earlier on.
Oh my god..
I could even smell his colonge from here.
We are just an arm length away.

But he appeared taller than i thought, almost a head taller.
Damn, why do he have to be that tall?
Finally i spoke, "If you do, please excuse.."

He cut me halfway and held out his hand, gesturing to the dance floor.
What the hell?
I couldnt dance and i dont know how.
Imagine a kid dancing with such a tall fellow..

"Sorry," i said while i looked at his face.
Basic courtesy to look into eyes of people when u are talking..
On a closer look, I noticed his dark brown eyes, thick black hair and he looked kind of mixed blood.
A bit different from the other westerns..

"Why?" He asked, searching my face for an answer.
He had an american accent though..
"Erm..Sorry." I said and turned to walk away.
"Come on.." A hand touched my shoulder and stopped me.
This fellow is getting irritating.


"I NEED TO GO TO THE LADIES!" I blurted out loud enough for him to hear.
I shoved his hand aside and take a step back.
Suddenly, everything became quiet.
I looked around and realized everybody were looking at us.
Maybe i said it too loud.
Even the dancers stopped to take a look at us.

Without saying, i dashed out of the ballroom and headed to the nearest washroom.
What a Shame! I thought.
I left the ball after texting my friends goodbye on the phone.

'Oh Shit!'
I forgot about my jacket.
And i'm already metres away from Kiliney House already.
Its now 11 degrees in London, enough to make someone catch a cold.
Here I am, in a sleevesless flowery summer dress.
Freaking cold.
But i'm too weary to make my way back.
Nevermind.

I still decided to walk home though i'm shivering.
I could save myself a few bucks from that~

Up front, there a bunch of teenagers smoking and drinking.
I quicken my pace and avoid their stares.
But when i'm juz about to past them, one fellow grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the wall.

"Hey miss, wanna play?"
"我不懂你在说什么!" I said in chinese, pretending to be a china woman.
They wont understand anyway.

"What the hell are you toking about?!"He laughed and turned to his friends.
"放开我!"
He just grabbed me harder.
Ouch! "You are hurting me!" I shouted.
"So you do Know english huh?" he chuckled and raised his hand to touch my face.
Damn.

"Help!" I screamed, hoping somebody will hear it.
As if a miracle, someone did came and punched the hell out of that fellow!
I closed my eyes, afraid to see what's next.
I always hated fighting since young and I hardly quarrel with anyone.

Then, i tried to run but a hand grabbed mine's.
Instead, the guy lead me to a narrow alley behind a building that looked like a church.
"This way," he said breathlessly while still holding on to my hand.
We hide behind the pillar and those teenagers finally gave up after losing sight of us.

I could feel the warmth from his hands.
Those sickening teens left and It became very quiet.
We could only hear our own breathing and gasps.

What a day for me! Running in heels is really hell!
Its too dark in the alley for me to see the guy's face.
I could only roughly make an outline of him.
He had his cap on, face in shadows.
Hmm...
He's well built, lean and tall.
Way too tall, almost a head taller.
Hey wait again.
Did i met him earlier on?
Is he the one at the ball?
But he's wearing a cap and something like a leather jacket. No tuxedos.
Cant even see the colours of his clothing.
Stupid lights! I cursed grumbly.

"Thank You," I murmured softly while checking out my clothes.
"Are you alright?" He asked with a hint of concern.
"Oh i'm okay, my house's just a few blocks away." I brushed him aside & tried to go.
Who knows he might be the next dirty fellow..

Just when i'm about to go, something fall onto my shoulders.
It was the leather jacket.
"That's for you. Is cold out here." He said.
"Thank you again. So nice of you.." I smiled, slightly surprised by his act.
"Why not i sent you home?My house is just nearby." He offered, once again.
"Fine."
I gave up. This fellow might be desperate for tips i guess.

We walked and were slienced throughout.
None of us spoke and i didnt attempt to either.
I'm tired.

Finally, i reached.
"Many Thanks," I thanked him with a smile and handed him some 10 dollar notes.
"WHAT!" he seemed to be shocked to receive the money.

该不会嫌不够吧? 真贪心!
难道你对老娘有兴趣?? I said jokingly in chinese.
It's good that i'm bilingual. The folks here wouldnt understand chinese.
I stuff him another 30 bucks and turned to walk away.

"开玩笑!" A voice said.
I froze.
He understands chinese! Oh my god!
I turned to face him, "You know chinese?"
"of course!" he replied with disgust and handed me back the money.

He turned and walk away, Obviously pissed off by what i've done.
"Sorry!" I shouted, hoping he could hear it.

Whatever. I'm gonna treat myself to a nice hot bath.
Once home, i switched on the Tv and went to bathe.
So glad to be home~
I was so tired and slept throughout.

The alarm went off and i woke up and saw a brown leather jacket at the dinning table.
What the hell is that?!
I scratched my head and tried to recall what happened yesterday.
Suddenly, there's a ringing.
Sounds like a phone's ring.
It was the phone. Just that it wasnt mine.
It came from the jacket.

I hopped off the bed and answer it.
"hello," came a voice from the other.
"This is Nic and this is my phone, can you return it to me?" It asked.
"What? Your phone? Why did it end up with me?!" This is ridiculous.
"I dont know."He said.
"fine, Meet me at the Danson Park tonight at 6pm then." I hung up.
Danson Park is near my house you see..
What a day to start with..!

And so, i met him after work.
There he was, a young chap seated at the bench reading newspapers.
Casually dressed in polo Tees, pants and sneakers.
He had a drink at his side and was glancing at his watch from time to time.

Okay, he looked abit cute. I thought.
I went up, approached him and showed him the phone.
Then, he looked up from the newspapers.

Oh Freak!
He was the charming guy at yesterday's ball!
Except that his hair is all spiked up..
Dark eyeballs search me as i handed him the phone.

"Oh Yes!,"he exclaimed upon receiving it.
"Thank you," he smiled and i almost melt.
I was too shocked to speak.
I could only stared back in disbelief, speechless.
Then, before i could see it coming, he leans forward and gave a light kiss on my lips.
天阿!
Whats happening ?
Am i dreaming?

Then he spoke. "Care for a dinner treat, my lady?"
What the hell? Dinner? Treat?
Should i go?
I dont know how to react and what to say.

"Erm..I just had my dinner." I turned to walk away after saying.
A hand grabbed me from behind.
"真的吗?" A voice asked.

He speaks chinese!
Before i could even open my mouth, he grabbed my hand and lead me straight ahead.
Of course, i can only follow. What to do?
He's holding on to my hand and i couldnt do anything.
Suddenly, something struck me.
Somehow, this scene looks familar.
Did something like that happened yesterday?
The warmth from his hands..

But he seemed to walk way too fast and i had difficulty catching up.
What a show off for long legs..
When is he gonna stop? and where are we going?
I'm getting tired and i tired to pull my hand away.
"Stop," i said.

"We have reached!" he exclaimed happily.
What the...?!
It doesnt looked anything like a restaurant. Not a cafe either.
More like a cottage house, those u would see in fairytales, except that this is painted in bright purple and yellow.

An old lady came out & greeted us.
"Hey sweetie, We gonna have steaks for dinner.." She said while hugging him.
"And this is..?" she asked.

"A friend". He replied without a thought and pulled me in along with him.




To be continued.


Okay peeps, hows the story?
Typical and old-fashioned.
With inspiration from the comic..
The comic is even better than this!Hah..
Ten times better~
Juz that its more complex..
Anyway, give comments so i can decide whether to continue the story or not.

5:13 PM

Comics.
That's what i'm have been busy and crazy with these few days.
Not all types of comics, infact is a specific one.
is drawn by Nikky Lee, an author from taiwan.
Didnt know it's a she till i came upon her website.
And the story she wrote really drives me crazy!
Hopelessly Romantic.
I've got this song from her site too~

But i'll have to wait till june or july for book7.
Haiz..
It'll b like 3 or 4 months later.. Arggghhh.
She really takes her time man.
But its a good thing that i'm going to Taiwan this April.
Hope i get to meet her. Hah!
What am i thinking..

And because of the influence,
I spent a night writing my own story.
Wanted to give it a title, but couldnt decide yet.
So here it goes:


London,
a country i've aways wanted to experience and to explore with.
Narrow laneways, little avenues of discovery adventure..
And here I am, at an afresco cafe in a quiet afternoon.
Enjoying the sweet aroma and watching the crowd pass by.
So far, i've been here for 3 months without family & friends.
Just me and myself.

For the time being, i'm part timing at a fashion show agency as a style assistant.
Whenever there's fashion shows, i'll be there to assist with the matching of clothes & accessories,
getting them all ready for the show before it starts.

Today, its Sunday.
And i'll be attending a ball later.. (some silly stuff organized by my co.)
The people here sure knows how to dress..
They really dressed to kill.

Ahh.. A handsome chap just passes by.
He's smartly dressed in black tuxedo, black sleek hair and pointy leather shoes.
Maybe he's on his way to a fashion show.. see the way he dressed.
Just another face in crowd.

The time is up and i made my way to Kiliney House for the ball.
I dont want to be late you see..
Once inside, I searched for my collegues and familar faces.
Luxury ballroom, marble floors, poshed corridors well-lit in orange lightnings.

There wasnt any familar faces in sight and that's weird.
Where the hell are they?
This time, a fellow caught my attention.
Dressed like a frenchman in black tuxedo, sleek hair combed to the back, revealing his forehead.
Wait. Did i mentioned black tuxedos?
Why does it sounds familar..?

He had a glass of champagne in his hand, and was surrounded by a bevy of beauties.
Typical scene you would expect and those you-know-how charming techiques.
The good lookings always get everything.
Whatever..

Finally, I found my friends.
We chatted and helped ourselves to the food.
After dinner, the people moved to the center and started to dance.
I remained in my seat and watched as they danced.
No partner, no lover, nothing.
Maybe i should go.

I took a quick glance at my watch and stood up to look for the exits.
Standing at 1.52m, its not easy to jostle through the crowd when they are all almost 1.8m & above.
As i made my way out, a fellow blocked me.
"Excuse me?"
He did not move.
"Excuse?!" I'm losing my patience.
He did not attempt to move either.

I looked up to give him a good stare, and my heart almost skip a beat.
It was him!
The one i saw earlier on.
Oh my god..
I could even smell his colonge from here.
We are just an arm length away.

But he appeared taller than i thought, almost a head taller.
Damn, why do he have to be that tall?
Finally i spoke, "If you do, please excuse.."

He cut me halfway and held out his hand, gesturing to the dance floor.
What the hell?
I couldnt dance and i dont know how.
Imagine a kid dancing with such a tall fellow..

"Sorry," i said while i looked at his face.
Basic courtesy to look into eyes of people when u are talking..
On a closer look, I noticed his dark brown eyes, thick black hair and he looked kind of mixed blood.
A bit different from the other westerns..

"Why?" He asked, searching my face for an answer.
He had an american accent though..
"Erm..Sorry." I said and turned to walk away.
"Come on.." A hand touched my shoulder and stopped me.
This fellow is getting irritating.


"I NEED TO GO TO THE LADIES!" I blurted out loud enough for him to hear.
I shoved his hand aside and take a step back.
Suddenly, everything became quiet.
I looked around and realized everybody were looking at us.
Maybe i said it too loud.
Even the dancers stopped to take a look at us.

Without saying, i dashed out of the ballroom and headed to the nearest washroom.
What a Shame! I thought.
I left the ball after texting my friends goodbye on the phone.

'Oh Shit!'
I forgot about my jacket.
And i'm already metres away from Kiliney House already.
Its now 11 degrees in London, enough to make someone catch a cold.
Here I am, in a sleevesless flowery summer dress.
Freaking cold.
But i'm too weary to make my way back.
Nevermind.

I still decided to walk home though i'm shivering.
I could save myself a few bucks from that~

Up front, there a bunch of teenagers smoking and drinking.
I quicken my pace and avoid their stares.
But when i'm juz about to past them, one fellow grabbed my shoulders and pinned me to the wall.

"Hey miss, wanna play?"
"我不懂你在说什么!" I said in chinese, pretending to be a china woman.
They wont understand anyway.

"What the hell are you toking about?!"He laughed and turned to his friends.
"放开我!"
He just grabbed me harder.
Ouch! "You are hurting me!" I shouted.
"So you do Know english huh?" he chuckled and raised his hand to touch my face.
Damn.

"Help!" I screamed, hoping somebody will hear it.
As if a miracle, someone did came and punched the hell out of that fellow!
I closed my eyes, afraid to see what's next.
I always hated fighting since young and I hardly quarrel with anyone.

Then, i tried to run but a hand grabbed mine's.
Instead, the guy lead me to a narrow alley behind a building that looked like a church.
"This way," he said breathlessly while still holding on to my hand.
We hide behind the pillar and those teenagers finally gave up after losing sight of us.

I could feel the warmth from his hands.
Those sickening teens left and It became very quiet.
We could only hear our own breathing and gasps.

What a day for me! Running in heels is really hell!
Its too dark in the alley for me to see the guy's face.
I could only roughly make an outline of him.
He had his cap on, face in shadows.
Hmm...
He's well built, lean and tall.
Way too tall, almost a head taller.
Hey wait again.
Did i met him earlier on?
Is he the one at the ball?
But he's wearing a cap and something like a leather jacket. No tuxedos.
Cant even see the colours of his clothing.
Stupid lights! I cursed grumbly.

"Thank You," I murmured softly while checking out my clothes.
"Are you alright?" He asked with a hint of concern.
"Oh i'm okay, my house's just a few blocks away." I brushed him aside & tried to go.
Who knows he might be the next dirty fellow..

Just when i'm about to go, something fall onto my shoulders.
It was the leather jacket.
"That's for you. Is cold out here." He said.
"Thank you again. So nice of you.." I smiled, slightly surprised by his act.
"Why not i sent you home?My house is just nearby." He offered, once again.
"Fine."
I gave up. This fellow might be desperate for tips i guess.

We walked and were slienced throughout.
None of us spoke and i didnt attempt to either.
I'm tired.

Finally, i reached.
"Many Thanks," I thanked him with a smile and handed him some 10 dollar notes.
"WHAT!" he seemed to be shocked to receive the money.

该不会嫌不够吧? 真贪心!
难道你对老娘有兴趣?? I said jokingly in chinese.
It's good that i'm bilingual. The folks here wouldnt understand chinese.
I stuff him another 30 bucks and turned to walk away.

"开玩笑!" A voice said.
I froze.
He understands chinese! Oh my god!
I turned to face him, "You know chinese?"
"of course!" he replied with disgust and handed me back the money.

He turned and walk away, Obviously pissed off by what i've done.
"Sorry!" I shouted, hoping he could hear it.

Whatever. I'm gonna treat myself to a nice hot bath.
Once home, i switched on the Tv and went to bathe.
So glad to be home~
I was so tired and slept throughout.

The alarm went off and i woke up and saw a brown leather jacket at the dinning table.
What the hell is that?!
I scratched my head and tried to recall what happened yesterday.
Suddenly, there's a ringing.
Sounds like a phone's ring.
It was the phone. Just that it wasnt mine.
It came from the jacket.

I hopped off the bed and answer it.
"hello," came a voice from the other.
"This is Nic and this is my phone, can you return it to me?" It asked.
"What? Your phone? Why did it end up with me?!" This is ridiculous.
"I dont know."He said.
"fine, Meet me at the Danson Park tonight at 6pm then." I hung up.
Danson Park is near my house you see..
What a day to start with..!

And so, i met him after work.
There he was, a young chap seated at the bench reading newspapers.
Casually dressed in polo Tees, pants and sneakers.
He had a drink at his side and was glancing at his watch from time to time.

Okay, he looked abit cute. I thought.
I went up, approached him and showed him the phone.
Then, he looked up from the newspapers.

Oh Freak!
He was the charming guy at yesterday's ball!
Except that his hair is all spiked up..
Dark eyeballs search me as i handed him the phone.

"Oh Yes!,"he exclaimed upon receiving it.
"Thank you," he smiled and i almost melt.
I was too shocked to speak.
I could only stared back in disbelief, speechless.
Then, before i could see it coming, he leans forward and gave a light kiss on my lips.
天阿!
Whats happening ?
Am i dreaming?

Then he spoke. "Care for a dinner treat, my lady?"
What the hell? Dinner? Treat?
Should i go?
I dont know how to react and what to say.

"Erm..I just had my dinner." I turned to walk away after saying.
A hand grabbed me from behind.
"真的吗?" A voice asked.

He speaks chinese!
Before i could even open my mouth, he grabbed my hand and lead me straight ahead.
Of course, i can only follow. What to do?
He's holding on to my hand and i couldnt do anything.
Suddenly, something struck me.
Somehow, this scene looks familar.
Did something like that happened yesterday?
The warmth from his hands..

But he seemed to walk way too fast and i had difficulty catching up.
What a show off for long legs..
When is he gonna stop? and where are we going?
I'm getting tired and i tired to pull my hand away.
"Stop," i said.

"We have reached!" he exclaimed happily.
What the...?!
It doesnt looked anything like a restaurant. Not a cafe either.
More like a cottage house, those u would see in fairytales, except that this is painted in bright purple and yellow.

An old lady came out & greeted us.
"Hey sweetie, We gonna have steaks for dinner.." She said while hugging him.
"And this is..?" she asked.

"A friend". He replied without a thought and pulled me in along with him.




To be continued.


Okay peeps, hows the story?
Typical and old-fashioned.
With inspiration from the comic..
The comic is even better than this!Hah..
Ten times better~
Juz that its more complex..
Anyway, give comments so i can decide whether to continue the story or not.

5:13 PM

Jean L
26 sept 1987