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Saturday, December 5, 2009
Another (former) WWE wrestler leaves the world, as I woke up today to the news of the passing of another great talent. Umaga may not strike as large an impression as the likes of Stone Cold, Triple H or any of the big superstars... but he sure had been quite the ring presence, and I enjoyed his appearances immensely, especially when Umaga had the qualities of a comic relief. Now who could forget the Battle of the Billionaires match where Vince Mcmahon ended up having his head shaved bald by Donald Trump...... or that Hillary/Obama parody?? Umaga passed on at the age of 36 having succumbed to a second heart attack.
RIP Umaga. You will always be remembered by all your fans. xoxo
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Tuesday, December 1, 2009
So yeah. This is it. I've learnt my lesson, definitely, from my previous "precontest" attempt. That much bodyfat, so little muscle to begin with... it was recipe for disaster. I'm going to put more effort into diet and nutrition now - starting slow at the moment, not eliminating carbs as drastically as before, not being so paranoid on the sodium for now, and slowly but steadily working towards a tighter, leaner physique. So! I have been bingeing on stuff I know I will miss. :D Hahahaha.... oh yes I like food posts. Lol. My friend says it's so hard for me to not think about food or diet cos I like taking pictures of food so much. XD Hehe.... So yeah as I was saying....
On Sunday Ernie and I went out for the "final binge" at Mizu, TTDI Plaza. It's a Japanese fine dining restaurant actually, with stuff like Foie Gras sushi on their menu! But... every Sunday they have this buffet lunch from 11am-3pm that costs RM45++. Quite a good deal, considering the quality of their food! They have a menu for you to tick and order from, and on top of that, a seperate buffet spread you can help yourself to.
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Haha of course it's my very own loveable, and very very vain meathead of a boyfriend, Ernie.
Okay hair aside... lol. It'd be unfair to not mention that you've been the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for, and I'm sorry if I've been blinded to that for some time. We've had our fair share of the tough and sticky times, but it is my promise to you that we'll ride the waves thru every single obstacle and I'm giving it my all.... even if it means breaking a few fingers, toes and/or ribs in the process....
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
I've been doing my very best these days to hang on tight and get over some of my personal issues. And I've also Oh but due to copyright issues.... you can be relieved that I'm refraining from a huge picture spamfest of Edge overload. Lol. But haha. Pics are here from the WWE.com gallery. And there is also my fave fansite, Adam-on-the-Edge.net, that is BY FAR the most updated database with the most drool-worthy pictures. :P
Labels: Edge, eye candy, men, WWE
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
It's hard, pretending how I am so resilient and strong and self-sufficient. And how people take that for granted. Well maybe it's my own fault, for portraying such images of ego, power and independance (according to the feedback of others, NOT self assumption) that most forget who I really am. Oh there she goes again. Small girl with the big walk. The lady with no eyes for the men - only the training. Oh she's pretty easy to keep I suppose.... pop her in gym sweats with a dumbell and she'll be purring for hours. People forget. I am a woman. Treat me like one. Deep down I'm still this little girl who likes feeling a little princess-ey once in awhile. Who wants to be pampered and showered with extravagance once in awhile. Who delights in little surprises and likes to be a lil (ok fine, very) spoilt. Hm. Maybe I should put in more effort and not look so loungy and laid back. I should be and look the part of a prissy, expensive lil bitch for a change. It's so hard going back to the gym sometimes. You're in pain but you brush it off and for years you psych it into yourself that it's good for you.... you learn to anticipate that pain.... and the day you do not hurt is the day you feel something's terribly wrong. I hate knowing I'm in pain and exhaustion, but it's never going to be enough. I'm worn from what I do everyday.... but know it's nothing in the face of what I must achieve. I feel what I'm doing is so difficult... but I know that the fact is it is not enough. Heck - you're barely scraping the surface. Your poundages suck. You form and technique is appaling. Your diet is an embarassment. Your cardio session is pathetic. And you even DARE have dreams of competing. What sacrilege! Do I have what it takes??? 4 weeks of my pathetic "precontest" attempt had me drained mentally, physically, and financially. For a little, little while I felt like a million bucks. Then I stopped the dieting. Weight came back. Lost my cuts. Lost everything I worked hard for. You know maybe I just don't have it in me?? I don't have the peserverance and capacity to become a bodybuilder? Heck even at my best I looked nothing like a bodybuilder. I want to stop. But I know I can't. How can you take a break when you're not good enough yet? Do you deserve that break? Hell no! I know I've slacked off. I've become ugly. Looking at myself in the mirror disgusts me and sometimes I wish people wouldn't see or touch me. So how can I even think about rest when I've already been slacking in the first place? It's do or die. Lose your body.... lose everything you have ever gained with it. Lose respect. Lose honour. Lose dignity. Lose pride and position. I have never done anything for myself because I never felt I was worth anything to begin with. I began modelling for the blind love and obssession for a man. I look good and wear makeup not for myself but to make other's look good. Heck - you know how much I hate all that bloody gunk on my face!? Don't even get me started about contact lenses. Euuurgh! The real me is content lounging in trackpants and glasses. And then people think cos of that I'm next-to-no manteinence. Easy to keep. PFFFT. I have tried to look perfect in every way on the outside so someone would be proud of me. Maybe I've been a joke all along, tho. Stupid fat chick trying to look like shes so damn hot. Or. Now that I've tried so hard to better myself... I'm not perfect but I've damn bloody well gone up the ladder and am in the position now to demand so much more. Because I DESERVE so much more. People are afraid of me. Not because of who or what I am. But for the company I keep. I wish I wasn't so goddamned needy and clingy. I miss being single and free all over again with no commitments and no cares. But my conscience tells me I can't be this irresponsible. And I'm deathly afraid of being alone. What happens... when "everything" is still not enough? I AM FUCKING DEPRIVED. YES. LAUGH. I fall hard. Love deeply. Withhold nothing. Stupid girl. And I hope other girls, regardless of what others may have said... don't make this same mistake. People take you for granted. They end up expecting it of you unconditionally. Especially when you have held your tongue for so long, being so afraid of hurting. All that heartbreak - worth it? I have no one to blame but myself for dropping the standard THAT low. I have exams tommorow. Somehow I don't care. I haven't studied at all for my finals. Answered my previous 2 papers very half-heartedly. I wonder if people know how alienating it is.... going to a place I hate everyday.... seeing people I don't like... doing things I don't care for. No passion and no drive. Not exactly what I want... but just mugging thru for the sake of a degree and a "future". "Live for the moment". I could throw away so many things right now and chase many shadows if I did just that. I wish I were as carefree, careless and silly sometimes. But I know I will hurt myself. I'm always so preoccupied with making the "right" decisions and "right" choices. What's for my own good and what's not. What's gonna be ideal for my future. Oh yes I got this bad habit of "seeing ahead" alot and planning so intently for my future, mapping out my life. But sometimes I do wonder.... how can something so right... be so wrong at the same time? I "encourage" myself to do "right" things even tho I don't want to and it hurts me sometimes. Oh and if you're reading this... you know who you are cos you told this to my face... YES, I am in denial. I wish I could say I had a reason for it but well that'd just put me further in denial, no? It's been a long time since I spoke my heart, unaltered and unabridged. I don't know if I ever can. Sure I vent on my blog... but what you see here is still watered down and ambiguous for privacy sakes. I am weak. I know I'm weak. And one day, I hope I can be strong enough to walk away. Late now. I need my sleep. IF I can get to sleep, that is. Goodnight all. Hope I feel better soon. Labels: anger, confusion, depression, emo, stress, training
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
It does not envy, it does not boast, It is not proud, It is not rude, It is not self-seeking, It is not easily angered, It keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth. Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. Love never fails. ......... Well. Love fucking hurts. I hate my life. Labels: anger, confusion, depression, emo, love, stress
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Thursday, November 12, 2009
Sometimes I can't help but wonder if I have lived a lie all this while. Blindly and ignorantly picking the bits and pieces that I only want to see or hear within my reality.... eschewing the rest into blissful oblivion.
Have I been in denial? I'm conflicted and upset. And for now all I can do is pray for the strength to sit thru my current predicaments... and that what I must do will come clear to me in due course of time. Right. That's that. On to happier things.... (yay lots of pictures!) I shouldn't really be dwelling on the depressing stuff now.... I'd like to introduce everyone to a very special friend of mine. I've been keeping him in the dark for quite some time, but within the past few weeks I've grown somewhat attached. So, guys and gals, without further ado.......
Was such a great night out and felt so good catching up with everyone. :D We should do it again sometime soon. Have a safe trip to the States, Lilian - I will miss you loads and loads, babe!! xoxoxoxooxo Labels: bodybuilding, car, emo, food, friends, i'm a glutton... so sue me, just being Kimmie, life's too short to be modest, pictures
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009
But it's my love, my love, my bloody valentine Sometimes I wanna leave but then I want you next to me My love, my love, my bloody valentine Maybe I should but still I just can't walk away Try to convince me once again that I should stay Through all the brokenness this bleeding heart must confess I love my, love my bloody valentine. -My Bloody Valentine, Tata Young- Labels: confusion, depression, emo, love
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Ernie and I have been with one another for 2 years. Yep... we've made it thru thick and thru thin... thru the rough patches and prickly times to come to where we are today. Looking back it's like whoa - we've come a long way to be here. Seriously makes you wonder, what the future has in store for this relationship. Well my boy really has outdone himself this time. He had reservations made a long, long time in advance, with lots of planning going on behind my back, even making the effort to learn how to drive down to KL.... to bring me to the posh fine dining French restaurant, Cafe Cafe.
I'm finally here! After talking about it so much and hearing so much about it from Su Fen after she did her training there~
Amazingly cosy interior with ambient lighting
They got these pretty crystals dripping from the ceiling too that catch the light every now and then.... *love*
Check out their business card too... elegant, no? :D
Ernie all dressed up :)
One of the starters... comprised of lamb and some creamed potatoes that were SO well seasoned! I was very surprised to taste such an explosion of flavours. Damn awesome stuff. Haha yea. Fat Kim loves food posts.
Finally getting a taste of what everyone's been shouting about - Foie Gras. Yes it's THAT good. A little crispy on the outside and on the inside it's buttery, and literally melts in your mouth, and has none of that icky liver-y taste. Gosh this is so sinful..... and satisfying.... :D
Ernie ordered escargots in garlic butter sauce which were not to bad either!
Clams in white wine sauce.... I'm not too big on clams so I guess I can't really comment. Ernie did say the wine does go with it very well tho.
And this I've been dying to try since Su Fen's been singing praises about it. LOL. Their Wagyu beef cheeks in Burgundy sauce! And yes they actually do come from the cow's face. The meat has been simmered in wine for over 5 hours, and is just so delicate and well flavoured. This dish definitely lived up to expectations!! The lemon sorbet and hot chocolate cake we had for dessert was pretty good as well. The sorbet was also served up in a cute shotglass! Thank you Ernie for the great dinner and all that hard work you put into it.... And thank you for the 2 years of being my significant other, and putting up with all my crap. I wonder what the future has in store for us. And I hope it is something bright and promising. Happy Anniversary, love. Labels: coupledom, food, i'm a glutton... so sue me, love, pictures
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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Friday, November 6, 2009
Shopaholic alert! I. Should. Seriously. Stop. Spending. Ei but when was the last time I hung loose eh? I've been looking out for a chic new handbag for some time too anyways. My old one is.... well.... sad. And I only have one really nice and sleek (and overused) going-out bag, and one teensy black dinner clutch. I think its something I do need to spend on this time round. So off I went to many different places to look for the bag of my dreams - the fluffy black + pink Juicy Couture tote I fell in luuuurve with months ago. Guess I was pretty out of luck. :( Tsk. That's the problem sometimes when you wait too long to buy something... wanting to think it over "properly" and "wisely" before spending... and then when you make up your mind and go back it's gone... and you hate yourself for waiting. =.= Happens all the time. Hmph. Anyhoo. I didn't get my Juicy Couture... but I stumbled upon the sweetest, neatest Loewe bucket bag ever!! One of the newer ones too, I think! Strange eh - I'm not exactly a fan of Loewe but this one............ Saw it on the website the previous day.... went out and snagged it the very next!!!! Haha all of a sudden so rajin to blog.... wtf. I must be in a pretty good mood.
Isn't that just the cutest thing ever??? *love* It's small, stylish, easy to bring about... but because of the shape of the bag it fits alooooot of stuff!
Totally love the side compartments for my handphone too! No more rummaging thru all my junk looking for one bloody phone and getting all paranoid thinking if I left it back at the shop/restaurant/toilet/car/gym............
Check out the cute prints and the neat metal badges that come with it too! Oh gee~ Kim is one very happy little girl! XD It feels damn bloody good being high-manteinance once in awhile. Hell. Every girl should be pampered once in awhile. I don't usually hit town and pull out my wallet like this but.... y'know I've been scrimping and saving so long and working my damn butt off... Had to deal with so much emotional shit the past few weeks that god-dammit, I'm not waiting upon someone else to make me feel good. So yeah. My custom necklace arrived a coupla days ago. I wanted it to be perfect, pulled out all the stops. And here it is now!
My commercial or glamour name, "Vanity", in 925 silver and gold plating. I even paid whole load of extras for a Swarovski diamond + setting in place of the dot in the "i".
Worth. Every. Fucking. Cent. And yea I didn't get to have my JC handbag. But... oh Christ you do know how much I love that brand..... Hence my final splurge.....
Pics taken from Ablinc.blogspot.com . This here is a set of gold charm bangles. Juicy Couture immitations. The quality may pale in the face of the real ones here and there... but why care. They're pwetty.
Oh I am such a sucker for the cute, rhinestoned bling. And that's it for now! I think. Haha. I'm really looking forward to the weekend! My big sis Lilian is coming down from Penang to visit, and I am really hoping to catch up. :D Maybe squeeze in a workout together!! P/s: I have NOT given up on my Juicy Couture handbag yet. =.= The search is SO on! Labels: pictures, shopaholic-ness, training
Livin' Loud, Livin' PROUD
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