Long bus rides make me ponder over ever single thing possible. Lately, I've been bothered by so many little things. I think it's time to fix my shit. I can't always be like this. I can't always let myself pull myself down. Sometimes I'm bothered by those pictures in magazines, thinking why I wasn't skinny, beautiful, fair. Then I'd keep criticising myself and then extinguish every microscopic inch of self confidence I have. This is turning into a sickness. I love to eat. Is that such a sin? No. So why am being so hard on myself?
I don't know :(
Expectations will always leave you disappointed.
So, for how long was I gone? An approximate 9 months.
What did you miss? Well, I've gained weight. I'm jobless and I'm not schooling.
YET.
I'm putting myself back on track now. I've been running to burn all the access flabs, I'm going for a job interview tomorrow and I got accepted into Tourism Management Institute of Singapore.

I've graduated from ITE.

Tara is 8 months old now.

I've still not been to a club. Hahahaha! But I've been to Krabi!


Dee, Ana, Ifwat and me are still as close as ever.
and...

Yes, I'm still with the love of my life. It was a bumpy ride but we managed. He's bald now cos he's serving the nation.
And everything else, doesnt change. I am back! :)
Follow me on twitter!
@Mollyanee
Would you love me if I look like this, permanently?
Would you love me if I threw hissy fits at you ALL THE TIME?
Can you tahan my kutel?
If your answer is yes to all the above questions, you must either be my Ibuk or Muhammad Zulfadli.
Nobody can tahan my perangai I tell you. Confirm plus chop guarantee.
KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE.
By the way, Tara Emelda♥ took her first bath today!

Like this post if you think she's cute!
So this is her, the little babygirl that kicks my sister's tummy everytime I called out to her, the one we've all been waiting for a full 9 months. Bibik love you, Tara Emelda, welcome to the family! I can't wait to see you home.
Arman has been a real darling. He bought Tara a bear and wrote a note which says 'To Tara. Love, Abang.'
How cute is that?
Yeah; It was only just a dream
I don't know why I've been so depressed lately.
Suddenly, I thought about the tiny precious faces I saw in Vietnam. My tears will well up in my eyes everytime I think about them. Those kids have taught me the value of life that has always been a blur to my vision. I can't emphasise enough how much I wish they had the simple things I have in my life. I can't believe the digits of kids being left out there in hunger, without the love of their mother, without a shelter. I can't believe the strength I see in their eyes, the willingness to live and go through every obstacle the almighty has put them through. I'm amazed to see the love that they have for each other. Though they're not family, they're bonded, even stronger than blood. They care for each other, even if they have lacking abilities. I have a family, I have two beautiful sisters but I dont feel like I cherish them as much as I should. I'm not in talking terms with Kak Shasha but reminiscing the love I saw among the kids, I realised how much I miss my sister. I miss talking to her. I forgot how much I love her. My family is all I have. I will treasure them. They will not let me go, no matter what I've done. They will be there when I lay lifeless on my deathbed. I love them, and if I say I don't, I'm lying.
;Muyanee
I was browsing through Mumu and I found this! Taken not too long ago, with loves.





1. Let's all pray reaaaaaally hard for me that the management in Barcelona will give me a massive pay.
2. Why are my eyes swollen? :(
3. TAO re-test tomorrow. I didn't fail lah! I was on MC.
4. I think right now, I need...ah, I don't know what I need lah.