Gosh, is it just me, or am I being vulnerable again?

Finally, I have got the courage to totally eliminate that recent past.

And in you, I find solace again.

And why is it that I am holding on to you, after all these years? And same as you, to me.

Why?

Was it because I felt indebted that you were there at my most vulnerable moments?

I could never understand it. I felt that I am living in a fantasy world again.

I am vulnerable again. I am just so tired of being the strong woman I have always wanted myself to be.

I have been at it long enough.

I wanna go back to the time when you pulled me up again at my crumbling moment of life. When I had that support everytime I needed it.

Only you know about my life inside out. Only you.

Once I chose to forsake you.

If given a second chance, I will undo everything.

My anguish is here yet again.

I had love thee. And I realised it’s still going till now.

Today, we all mourn for the passing of a legendary icon.

Michael Joseph Jackson.

My heart dropped when I opened Yahoo! as I came into the office, and saw the news about the cardiac arrest of Michael.

Him being officially dead. I swear for a moment that I could not digest the news.

I never realised how much Michael’s passing would impact on me.

 His music ‘Heal the World’ played out of the shuffle mode in my MP3 playlist in the office now.

And damn, I just teared. No kidding!

I could not even explain my own feelings here.

I love his music. I grew up as a kid with it.

He inspire me much. Trying to narrow the gap between blacks and whites, and all the other races altogether.

That the world should just try to love each other, regardless of color.

I grew up to be very different with the community that I was brought up with, including my family.

You can call me the ‘black sheep’ somehow.

I am one with lotsa friends from all walks of life, all colors.

And because of that, perhaps I am perceived to be too liberal among my community and family.

My first boyfriend of 3 years is a Chinese, which at a point already caused a lil difficulty in my parents accepting it at first.

Came to a point where I was at my darkest period in life.

And came a man who pulled me up again on my feet.

And he’s black.

I tell myself somehow, at first, never fall for that person, coz I was somehow concerned over my parents’ acceptance.

But I still did.

To break the news to my parents then, wasnt the easiest thing I swear, but somehow we manage to convince them a lil. Gosh, we literally went through so much together… I shall not need to depict that again here.

Those who already know me, and read through my past blogs. Would know a period of time that I am just about to give up on life.

Circumstances has put us away, and led me to make foolish decisions. I must say that period I was in a battle with myself growing up to maturity.

I love that man. I will never forget the man who breathed air into me again then.

But look at it positively now, our separation has led to better learning in life for both of us. I have grown to be more mature in handling life, and he has got his career on track in Poland. I believed things always happen for a reason.

I love my parents alot, trust me. As much as the peeves sometimes I attain coz I am no way the same as their level of thinking on lotsa things. This oldest daughter of theirs just have her own set of thinking somehow.

And I love my younger siblings. I am very much protective of my younger siblings. Hurt them and you would see the worst of me that you never wanna see.

Anyway, back to Michael Jackson, he was a victim of the gist and glamor of a pop icon. The media that brought him up, also brings him down to naught.

That man accused of the child molest. He was never charged. We all never knew the truth. But it’s somehow bloody clear how these people are after the money.

He has set up Neverland. Kids play and sleep at his home for no charge. Kids love him. He donated so much to charities and humanatarian work.

But definitely the adults have more ulterior motive against him.

I think he is just a misunderstood person. Just because he’s different.

Fine, he had too much cosmetic surgeries gone wrong. But it’s entirely his body and he has the right to do whatever he freaking wants! He’s on the same level with those porn stars with the excessive boob jobs and botox!

I just really think he was a good human being. He has influenced the world, through his music.

RIP, the King of Pop.

You will be missed.

Yours truly is in the office right now, no kidding, and blogging.

Rach, the finally-mum, has started on her maternity leave since the start of the week.

Adorable lil princess she gave birth to. To finally see the real ’thing’ that has been making her tummy inflate over the months, it’s such an amazing thing.

Liza is like holding the helm now for the medical student clerkships in this hospital.

I hope the 4 months pass in a jiffy. I don’t really adore the idea of being put at such that ‘responsible’ position.

I am fine with working here, yeah. Rach was a great supervisor, and I like working in the healthcare sector.

But with her gone, I am at the helm now. More responsibility.

So, please pleases please, get time to run fast enough so Rach will come back.

I love healthcare. Gives me the thrill working in the hospital. But then again, nothing practical for me, coz I am not so strong for gore.

That’s why I am somehow just satisfied with what I am doing for now. But not for the long run.

I still wanna work with kids again. Someday. I will… Soon, I hope.

Looked back at my past videos and pictures with my kids. Gosh, I miss them so…

I reminisce the time when I was a babygym teacher. I reminisce the times that I was with Wale then, and he was also a teacher in Cambodia. The lunch calls, when his students would insist on talking to me. And the lil darlings that they are, to even give me gifts when I go to Cambodia… Some of the lil stuffs are still at my worktable now.

To think that now, BOTH are no longer teachers. Hahahaha! But I tell you, we wont forget our kids easily.

To teachers out there, you would understand what I am trying to say.

To non-teachers, you be a teacher, then you would understand what I am trying to say.

For the record, only for kids 0-5 years old ok. =)

I wanna myself being called TEACHER LIZA again. =(

Ok…. An update after soooooooooo long.

I should say somehow I am relieved the drama is over.

No surprise, that jerk still calls and beg to give him a last chance. Benefit of the doubt, my ass!! Hahahaha…

But havent heard from him since last Friday, which is……………………………… GOOD!

So, to summarise it off on what happened. Liza met him(with blood boiling in her blood veins yes!), asked him nicely to confess, but damn he could look at me in the eye and still lie, that asshole. Then came along the other lady whom he didnt expect, then he got into his lunatic mode. By this, I mean he change his expressions from angry to laughing to pissed almost instantly after a few seconds of each.

Kinda mama drama… Well till I got the get the help from a friend, which was not even in the plan.

Which drives him into a more lunatic mode the moment, he saw the car coming by….

I kicked ass. No kidding. Tried getting help from the rest and even security. Damn, I think the men there are bloody cowards.

Hartini wanted to kill me for doing something ‘dangerous’, or so she claims. Hahahahaha! Well, truth is I am just really ready for any consequences. Thank god things work out to my favour.

I’d be lying to say during the whole of these twist of event happening, I didn’t even feel sad. Yes, I do. I am but only human.

To think of our moments together, what he has done for me at times, damn of coz it hurts…

Oh well, I’m still happy all these happen at this moment in time. Before I fell too deep for him. I fell for his sweetness, yes. That’s about it. He’s the best I came across of that….

But God sure has his ways to let us see things.

After the drama mama, managed to escape it all with the help of Charlie & Jerry. It was dinner at Dome KLCC & then after hours of Charlie getting lost(in which he ALWAYS does) and the indecisive nature of these men, we finally settle to hang out at the club at my hotel, Pulse @ Grand Millenium, Bukit Bintang. Chic place, a lil small though. Asked Hartini to join us from the room, but that lazy lady wanna watch Da Vinci Code on TV and sleep.

As usual, I started the party at the club. Everyone danced in their own lil world of their table. I gotta drag Nor, Charlie & Jerry to start things off. All in all, still a fun night altogether. I was in delirium, ready to forget everything and just have fun.

The next morning got me to skip the buffet breakfast and continue with my sleep in that super comfy bed. Even as Hartini left for her spa treatment, I am still snuggling up in bed. Ran my warm bath in the tub and stayed in for like an hour after I woke up. I swear it’s been so long since I felt so serene.

Head to Bukit Bintang area to do my own little sight-seeing, while Hartini was at her spa getaway. And as usual, this klutz got lost time and again. I swear at every corner, to me, everything looks the same!!

Met Hartini at the Lot 10 (I think?!) after she’s done with pampering herself. Before we both head to KLCC in search for the Cinnabon rolls, but no! The websites cheated my feelings, I swear!

It’s okay though, I got my satisfaction down for CONEY DOG, and ROOT BEER FLOAT, & WAFFLES at A & W!!! Damn, they should get A & W back in Singapore!! Was too full and even forgot the DUNKIN DONUTS.. Darn!!

Was walking around KLCC Suria further, when I got a call from Charlie and say they are coming to meet us later… Like yippee!! Marvin & Jimmy, the friends from the new year’s party, didn’t call me back. Jimmy called for us to hang out on Friday, but dang! That’s my mission day, so I told them perhaps the next day instead!! So it’s fine…. But it’s still got our hot company for the night. =)

Oh, for the record, I think men has punctuality problems too. Their “I’ll see u in an hour” ends up with me & Hartini getting back to our hotel, both showered, and me drying up my hair in near to 2 hours, before “Hey, we’re now at your hotel lobby.“. So please, I am not the only procrastinator here.

So we headed to Zouk KL after that, and the rest of the partying is history. Pure good times…! What I know is I brought out the ‘devil‘ in the ‘ever-so-shy’ Charlie. Hahahahaha!! Especially when the song get to “Low“, too many a times, but hey no one’s complaining….

Oh, Zouk KL was nothing huge really. Dont what the hype is all about, ‘cept for it being much cheaper than partying in Singapore…

After the partying, we head back to out hotel for our little orgy………………………. NOT!

Gah… You damn perverts out there….!

Hahahahahahaha!! Come on!! We’re NOT what you think we are even after all that high adrenaline!!

Hang out and talk in the hotel lobby lounge till the sun starts rising, and all of us start turning into living zombies.

I was already in my “hibernate” mode, my brain is already actually sleeping even when the two men left for home and us both heads for the hotel buffet breakfast which starts at 6am. So the reason I didn’t even eat much for the buffet, only one round and 2 glasses of soya milk. That’s it.

And a few hours of sleep is all we have before we leave the hotel and Malaysia again…

And following which, the next few days got me real sick no kidding. I was on 2 days’ MC, I swore for a sec I thought I might have gotten the swine flu….! Hahahaha! Thank god nothing… Just a real bad case of fever, flu, cough, bodyache… See!! Even the symptoms are all matching….

So, am soooooooooo done with Innocent. I swear I just hope he will stop bothering me again soon.

And in the midst of all these drama between Innocent and all the other people involved, I learnt not to take words of people easily anymore. My drama is over and done with…

Whatever agenda you have, if you think you wanna come out to be the ‘winner‘ if you manage to get him on a last victory, or contradict yourself by your very own words, by ALL means.

I am soooooooo done with that kinda man.  I can give him to all of you like a present, even perhaps wrapped it up and tie a ribbon even, it’s all yours… Take him, it will be my utmost pleasure…

Listen to this and you’ll know what I mean….

And this goes out from me to that man…Hahahaha… At many times after he managed to get thru me on the phone after the event, he’ll get frustrated and go “You’re stupid, Liza. No man will love you for real like I do….“. I will only laugh and told him back he would be the last man I would need, and make comparisons between Wale and him, which only gets him more riled up again…. Hahaha!! He’s smart that asshole, call me from a private number so I will pick up the phone… But time and again, he cant try his luck no more to convince me. I’m done.

Karma will do its own work, that I believe….

Speaking of which, the only regret I have would be leaving Wale for him, just cause of his sweet words then when Wale and I have our own probs…

Anyway, Wale found my multiply and he told me abt it.. His friend send the link to him he said/Darn! So much memories that site holds.

He freaking read the blog posts! The pictures!! My updates while I was back in Phnom Penh there!!

He told me, “Thank you, Liza…”

Why?

I guess coz it was there I did declare that he will be the only man my heart will never be rid of, coz he pulled me up on my feet when I almost crumbled in life…

But hey, its true… How could u not remember the person who was there for you, who went through shit with you in your worst times in life, pulled you back up on your feet?! Yes, I have never stopped loving him..

But we both know it’s kinda hard for us to be together. He, still chasing his dream. And me, I cant be the good person he expects me to change overnight.

The “Liza, start going to the mosque and learn to pray more…“

“Liza, stop being so wild and enough of partying…“

Liza this, Liza that…

And when we fought, he will make it a point to complain to Mama that I’m a crybaby and what not….

Look at it, I am still young…. Still many things I have yet to explore and you cant expect to be stay put and resign myself to work things out totally with him.

But time and again, it’s just nice that he is still always there for me when I needed the support. Always he will appear at all the right moments…………

You never know what the future will hold. But for now, am just ready to make full use of my present. =)

Indeed it’s true.

Or so I thought.

Yes, I’m scorned.

For the first time ever in my life.

When news broke out, yes, it hurts!

But somehow, am now enjoying things…

I wanna see how far can a person go… I’m now like a criminal mastermind.

KL, end of this month!! Yes!!

Aeroline – checked!!

Grand Millenium Hotel at Bukit Bintang – checked!!

Girlfriend to keep happy after boyfriend-dumping – checked!!

I will pampered myself after the square-off, I swear.

And no, I am not too heart-broken. Though it hurts a tad little when I think of the wonderful memories.

And like God would want it, Wale, the man I’ve never stopped loving (and who I stupidly dump for this asshole), is back into my life.

God knows his way through things.

Second time in life.

And I am going through shit AGAIN.

And he appears again, after sooooo long.

Maybe he’s the guardian angel to keep me outta trouble.

I don’t think we can ever be together again, I know.

But it just soothes that he’s there again in life, to pull me up again.

I’m thankful. =)

Not the end of chapter for Liza.

Dearest Bloggy,

Yours truly is still in denial, yes I am.

The past week together has been magical.

Interesting I must say, how for the first time had us arguing almost every single day, but yet it’s made us happier and closer. Ironic indeed.

I think this is the first person who has always handled all my sulkings.

I am but a girl, I do love being cajoled.

And those making-up moments from him fills us both into such romantic moments, etched in my minds for good…

One of the few reasons of our constant arguments within the past week, was too much of his handphone ringing, and him being sooooooo ignorant when he’s busy with his laptop and internet.

Then to apologise at one point when I was fuming mad, while giving me a hug, he grabbed a pen and paper withing reach and scribbled (and endorsed!) me a letter of promise that such things won’t happen in our next meeting.

Ok lah… Let you in our little secret…

This little girl have to melt, no? Now tell me who wouldn’t?

Pardon me, I am already having withdrawal syndromes. Can’t even focus back at work today…

Gosh, now I think I’m in love again….

Let me feed myself on the memories again…

I’ll update more the next time.

Love,
Liza

Dearest Bloggy,

It’s 2 more days to meeting the love. *beams*

I think only people who have long distance would understand my anxiety.

How you tend to treasure the other party more and make full use of the time spend together…

Yup, never is long distance an easy thing. But from many clear examples of such couples being stronger than normal couples, really put my mind at ease somehow.

Take Kak Zura, or ‘Ebs‘, what I call her more as (well, her hubby’s surname is Eberly :p). Damn, that woman was on long distance since back then when she was dating her hubby. And till now happily married. And I must say, am impressed by the strength and threshold of their relationship.

Sidetrack a lil, was in Facebook and came upon 360 Frames site. Very very damn impressed  by the shots. Got their email reply and saw the photography package around 3K… Can keep this at the back of my mind should the time really comes….

Anyway, instead of giving out oranges to fellow colleagues on Chinese New Year, I am opting for fortune cookies instead!

I love the idea of fortune cookies. Yours truly gets so excited everytime she cracks the cookie to see its content…

I first saw the cookies during my trip to Guardian Pharmacy when was out with Marissa and Zaimah last Saturday, but didnt buy it coz was lazy to queue.

Tried to get it the next day, no sign of it!

But remembered that it has First Choice as brand name, so I associate it with Cold Storage / Shop ‘n” Save… After many attempts of walking down the aisle of Westmall’s Shop ‘n’ Save, I finally manage to find it hidden among the New Year goodies!!

So I packed the cookies into packs of 8 to give away to the colleagues for Chinese New Year!!

Like a money pouch filled with surprises…

Pretty, no?

Oranges are sooooooo yesterday. Too much acid is not good for the stomach… :P

Why is a fortune cookie fun?!

Come on, look at the ideology of it.

We humans love surprises, dont we?

The act of cracking open the cookie to anticipate whatever is inside… I think it personally thrills me.

Heck, we all know the stuff inside is all philosophically written!

But I still think it’s fun and worth the anticipation of cracking the cookie to unveil what’s inside.

Anyway, I am down with throat infection… AGAIN.

Yeah, please reprimand me. This idiot forgot to take her vitamins for 2 days in a row.

Now I’m suffering for it… My nose cant stop ‘running‘ (pun intended), my body feels weak, and the fever come and go, like ezlink cards.

The other colleague is on leave, same goes for many other doctors. So pretty much am alone, sleeping away during office hours. Unless the students call me should they need any help. My work level at this time is at super minimal. *yawns*

And sometimes makes me wonder, these “future doctors” can sometimes be the blurest of blur… Let’s hope they don’t make ‘blur’ diagnoses when they are certified doctors. *grins*

On a happier note, I’ll remind myself that I will be off to Bandar Sunway in less that 2 days!!! And wouldnt be back till 1 Feb!! *jumps around*

Awwww, I know I will be missed… Hehehe… But I’ll try to be back in here and Facebook once in a while with his lappy ok…

Oh oh, and like finally, we’ll be heading to Sunway Lagoon during one of the days I’m there.

Both of us has never stepped in there, though the apartment is like only like 20 mins walk away… Usually we just shop at the huge Sunway Pyramid beside it instead, it’s like our second home… =)

Get online tickets, it’s cheaper… Heh… I’m such a cheap ass… ;)

Oh, please witness Quest on America’s Best Dance Crew Season 3!!

I’m like “wow wow wow“!!

Those Asian-Americans sure are a bunch of cuties…. With real talent.

Love,
Liza

Dearest Bloggy,

The last time I was about to head to KL, I was craving for American waffles with ice-cream.

And this time round, I am craving for cinnamon rolls!!!!

Kill me, please….

I’m getting rounder by day and am still having such sweet cravings for all the ridiculous sweeties.

Still remember the Cinnabon cinnamon rolls the neighbour brought for us from Dubai just after New Year’s day…

Let me indulge you guys as well…

I think the cinnamon rolls taste so good even when it’s out of the fridge.

Oh! The outburst of flavour in the mouth as soon you put it in your mouth.

Pure orgasm…!

Now, I bet your readers are craving for it too, no?

Unless you hate the smell of cinnamon of course….

Why has Saint Cinnamon closed all its outlets in Singapore?!! *sobs*

I was so in crave for it. I really will hunt for it during my trip to Malaysia next week.

I already even went online in search for cinnamon rolls outlets, and I found that Low Yat Plaza @ Bukit Bintang has Cinnabon!! Let’s hope the web information is not outdated.

Innocent will have a pain of listening to my whines for my constant cravings again.

But being a sweetie that he is, I am pretty sure he will try to satisfy my sweet tooth.

Ahhhhhhh, counting down the clock to bliss. I can’t wait to meet him.

As I try to suppress my cravings in for now, let’s talk about the meet-up with the secondary school friends last Saturday.

The meet-up was a tint from Sara, whose tying the knot soon. A ‘Facebook‘ planning. How interesting…  The power of technology and how it brings old friends together… Hehehe…

Manage to meet up with Zaimah & Marissa at about 2pm at Westmall. Tried calling the star of the show, Sara, but couldn’t get through her. Being hungry, we head off to Swensen’s about 1/2 hour later, still trying to contact her once in a while.

Ahhhhh… Finally has a taste again of the frosted chocolate malt sundae… *drools again now*

Had a lot of catching up to do… Trying to put the faces to the names of the people we were gossipping about. It’s very fun indeed.

Marissa had to excuse herself first, but Zaimah and I ended up talking till it’s 9pm… Time really flies.

And only manage to understand from Sara that she fainted the previous night and was hospitalised.. Had been so worried, but am glad she’s still ok now…

The stress from arranging the wedding must be tying her down… The stress must be pretty huge… I really hope she manage to pull herself out from all the stress, perhaps might emerge stronger. Am really hoping for the best for her…

All that aside, let me show you things that I have to put up with as I am trying to pack my luggage for the coming 1-week trip.

These two had to settle themselves just as I took out the luggage. Like being my bodyguards or something…

Well, I got Smokey & Tiger to go away as I wanna start planning the clothes that I wanna bring. And the fat babi, Titty, start being kepo as well.

I had to carry Titty and put her away in my parents room, and when I came back, this is what I found…….

Now you tell me, how the hell am I gonna start packing my stuff into the luggage?!

Haha! I was watching Garfield on Channel 5 as I am typing away, I swear that Garfield is just like my eldest cat, Titty.

Snobbish, lazy, and FAT!

And really, just like Garfield, she likes to be the one whose in charge and being the sole cat that the household will love. Don’t like the other cats to play with her, prefers to sleep and be alone.  Dominator, in one word.

And still amidst that kinda character, she still do care for her two younger siblings alot! If one of them goes missing, for example like got stuck beind the fridge, she would be the one detecting it and try to get our attention and bring us to the fridge to help her sibling. Soooooooooo touching sometimes, I must say.

I think all first and fat cats are really a picture of Garfield then.

Love,
Liza

Dearest Bloggy,

My body is aching to the max now. When I say max, I mean really MAX.

My neck hurts. My thighs hurts. My throats hurts.  My arms hurts. My everything hurts.

The lasy day of 2008 had me with a last minute decision to go out and celebrate the New Year with Hartini, after much much bugging from her. Since she say the guy she used to date is DJ-in there, and that he’s pretty good. Sarah invited to spend the countdown at Marina Bay too, but am no fan of family crowds and fireworks on the New Year’s. And butt just feel like dancing the new year away.

We met up at Clarke Quay at about 10.30pm, and head to Riverside Point, to Cafe Iguana. I like the place, great blend of people, of all ethnicity, young and old.

So I shall not bore with more ramblings, but rather the pics!!

The dancers who we danced with most of the times were the South Africans students from Malaysia.

Hartini concluded it’s the law of attraction for me. Hahaha!

But no kidding, black people are usually damn good dancers, dancing and hitting to the rhythm. Ang mohs are boring to dance with, most of the are the touchy perverts. Ugggggh!

Music were awesome. Blends of everything – pop, 80’s, RnB, even a lil of bhangra!! Hahahaha!!

Towards the later end of the night, which they DJ should have played way more, it was rock n roll, and that got everyone going into serious madness in head-banging and jumping. That explains my neckache now. =)

The party ended near to 4am, with me being really dehydrated, no kidding. Hartini have to drag me to find a spot near the 7-eleven, where she got me 2 bottles of mineral water, in which one bottle I downed immediately in one continuous gulp. Yes, I am THAT dehydrated. Only after which, the mind clears a lil and I could walk better.

Oh, and I will conclude that no one else can beat the dearest Mr Innocent Okey. Yup, so far, never come across a better dancer than my man himself. And the bod… =)

Sigh.. I am missing him much now.

Both of us compromise to be able to party on our own on this festive season. But bearing in mind that we both know what we can do and what we can’t do, setting out the limits. Coz if we were to settle down, all these partying have to stop. But now is to live life to the fullest, before you decided bogged with the life of more responsibilities and commitment. Well, commitment is already in progress. Yes, all of us know marriage is a huge step and is a sacred thing.

Anyway, all in all, I spend nothing for the partying! That’s the best part! Except for the cab ride home.

And a note to all. Stop dreaming if you think you can get a cab easily after your new year’s celebrations. Try calling, you’d be lucky if you manage to even get through their customer service officers. All taxis will pass you with an ‘on call‘ sign.

So it was a session to talk nonsense at TCC till day breaks. Using the public transport at 8am in the morning is NOT an option for me, I am dead bushed and already talking and walking like a zombie, while the rest keep chattering away. Huge wonder how they got the energy left.

Finally, got a taxi at about 8.30am. And note that I have not slept a single wink at all. My all-time record breaking time of reaching home after a party.

Anyway, am expecting happy things for myself in 2009. Am just crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

And same to all as well, a very happy new year & may the year ahead be fruitful in everyway!

For auld lang syne.

Love,
Liza

Dearest Bloggy,

Here lies the outcomes of fun-searching in the event of boredom on a Saturday afternoon, with the Nintendo DS being low in battery and in recharging mode.

I swear my babies look darn frrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaky….

Scares the shit out of me.

I even think Baby 4 look like a serial rapist.

I put gender & ethnicity at default & auto-detect, and almost ALL my babies have curly hair. Well, except for one (the last baby), where supposedly the function took one of us as a chicken.

I don’t even see our features in the babies at all… Pfffffffft.

Anyway, Christmas day had me doing one of the most dreaded things, sitting in a hair salon till my butt hurts so bad as if I was sodomised. And I have yet to wash my hair till now.  Arrrrrgh~!

The price you pay for beauty. I hate but I love being a woman. Oh the irony!

Ok ok, and the price for comfort too. I’ve tried too long to endure with the long hair, not ideal in a humid weather of Singapore.

And make that two. When you get a begging sister who wants a lil something for herself as well..

I am such a ‘kakak mithali‘ (is there even such a term?).

Ok, the Nintendo DS is now fully charged.

Back to my Pokemon Pearl!

I am already on the way to fight the Elite Four, defeated all the 8 gym leaders, and caught 3 legendary pokemons (Palkia, Uxie, Azelf).

Don’t pray-pray!

Love,
Liza