wHO AM i

May 13th, 2008 by cxtreme

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. Would Kelvin by any other name still be the same? here’s who I’m supposed to be according to blogthings. What do u think? would appreciate your comments :D



What Kelvin Lim Chia Siong Means


You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don’t spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you’re snobby or aloof, but you’re just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.

You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.
You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.
At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.

You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.
You are light hearted and accepting. You don’t get worked up easily.
Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.

You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it’s killing you.
You’re the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day… and still have the energy to party all night.
Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It’s easy to get you excited… which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don’t stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your
biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.

You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.
You master any and all skills easily. You don’t have to work hard for what you want.
You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you’ll knock down anyone who gets in your way!

You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.
You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.
A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.

You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.
Success comes rather easily for you… especially in business and academia.
Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You’re a strong person.

You are usually the best at everything … you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don’t always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don’t have as much going for them as you do.

You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.
You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.
At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.

You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.
You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.

Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don’t appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs.

 

Today

February 26th, 2008 by cxtreme

sad..dejected…defeated..disappointed

market value - part 2

November 15th, 2007 by cxtreme

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oh if you’re wondering whats the correlation it’s something like this

when there is supply without demand, there is no market value

when there is demand and there is supply, there is a market price to it

when the demand outweighs the supply, the price will go up..

so… in relative terms

single people = no value (no demand)

single people who appears to be dating (there is demand)

people who are originally single but are now dating (they suddenly appear to be much more attractive)

which is why, many guys will chase one girl and many girls will chase one guy although the world’s population is equal.

sometimes, it is not necesssary to have demand but to create the perception of demand…that will raise your market value..

okay..i’m crapping..

market value

November 10th, 2007 by cxtreme

Nonsequiturdanae_2  how true… (click on image for larger picture)

worldviews-plagiarised

September 15th, 2007 by cxtreme

plagiarised from Siehjin.blogspot.com

“Hullo! Who are you?”

“I am The Author. But the question is, who are you?”

“I’m… I’m… hey, that’s troubling. I don’t know who I am. Who am I?”

“I haven’t given you a name yet… in fact, I don’t think I will.”

“You, give me a name? Wasn’t it supposed to be my parents who did that?”

“If I Write it so, then so it shall be.”

“What! You seem to think that you’re God or something.”

“In this Place, it would seem so.”

“Stop talking in riddles. You’re just an author after all. Stop writing, and help me!”

“If I were to stop writing, you would cease to exist. But what kind of help do you need?”

“I have so many questions! Who am I? Where am I? Why am I?”

“You are The Character. You currently exist only in my Mind. Once I post this onto my blog, you will gain existence also in the Minds of my readers; or rather, different versions of you will spring into existence in their Minds. The unique you that you are, will I suppose, only ever exist in my Mind.”

“Whoa! That’s crazy talk, man! You mean I, like, don’t really exist?”

“No, I’m afraid you do not possess existence in the way that I and the readers of my blog do.”

“Man, that sucks! Hey, how do I know what you’re telling me is true?”

“How do you know anything is true? Do you, in fact, know anything at all?”

“Oh no… I must be an amnesiac or something. Actually, I didn’t even know what an amnesiac was until I said that last sentence. This sucks!”

“I did not have your best interests in mind when I conceptualized you. Sorry.”

“Hey, why do I exist anyway? If what you’re telling me is true, you’re the only one who can give my existence meaning and purpose!”

“I’m afraid that the sole purpose of your existence is to communicate some of the thoughts I’ve been having as a result of reading up on worldviews.”

“So, my pseudo-existence is basically meaningless?!?”

“that’s Nihilism.”

“Well, I refuse to accept that! I choose to make my life meaningful! Although my existence is absurd, I will make the best of it!”

“that’s Existentialism.”

“I refuse to believe that you exist! Only my world and I exist. Hmmm, doesn’t seem to be much stuff in my world though. It’s sort of a bare white room.”

“that’s Naturalism, and since you only exist to have this conversation with me, I did not include any props… Sorry again.”

“All right then, you do exist. But we can’t possibly be having this conversation, because this world is a closed system and you aren’t supposed to intervene anymore now that you’ve created it.”

“That’s Deism.”

“I hate the way you’ve made me change my worldview arbitrarily without logical connection.”

“Unfortunately however, there is very little you can do about it.”

“Don’t I get to showcase Pantheism, New Age, and Postmodernism?”

“Nope. I haven’t reached those chapters in James W. Sire’s ‘The Universe Next Door’ yet.”

“What about Christian Theism then? I want to hold that worldview. It makes the most sense to me.”

“That’s because it makes the most sense to

Me.

You’re just mirroring my thought. Just as human beings are created in the image of God, I’ve sort of created you in my image.”

“Oh.”

“Problem is, with me as The Author, and you only having a kind of pseudo-existence, I don’t see how you can be a Christian Theist in any meaningful way.”

“I guess your blog readers should all be thankful that they don’t just exist in your mind.”

“Yup. They should.”

“This conversation seems to be winding down. What happens to me after it ends?”

“I’m afraid you will cease to exist.”

“What, no immortal soul, no afterlife?”

“Nope.”

“What a bummer.”

“OK, we’ve talked long enough. Readers will be bored.”

“My pseudo-existence was meaningless anyway. Go ahead, end it! End Me!!!"

“Goodbye Character. May you enjoy your non-existence more than you have enjoyed your pseudo-existence.”

Just when i thought i was over you..

September 11th, 2007 by cxtreme

Here I am playing with those memories again
And just when I thought time had set me free
Those thoughts of you keep taunting me

Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew
Though each and every part of me has tried
Only you can fill that space inside

So there’s no sense pretending
My heart it’s not mending

(Chorus)
Just when I thought I was over you
And just when I thought I could stand on my own
Oh, baby those memories come crashing through
And I just can’t go on without you

On my own I’ve tried to make the best of it alone
I’ve done everything I can to ease the pain
But only you can stop the rain

I just can’t live without you
I miss everything about you

(Chorus)
Just when I thought I was over you
And just when I thought I could stand on my own
Oh baby those memories come crashing through
And I just can’t go on without
Go on without
It’s just no good without you

Without you, without you, without you
Oh baby, those memories come crashing through
And I just can’t go on without, you

~air supply~

i wish i were a mascot

April 17th, 2007 by cxtreme

i want to be a mascot oh yes i do,
well not those little mascots on your tee’s
but a big big mascot, or medium sized too..
oh yes oh yes a mascot i’d like to be!

i wanna be the man in the mascot suit
big black and hairy, with a theme song to toot
winnie the pooh? maybe tigger will do
with that springy little tail laughing double-dee-do

always laughing always smiling, huggable and fun
always posing, never tearing, never having to run
kids love them, gals adore them, they make babies smile
oh my, oh why, just to be that for a while

maybe larry of veggie tales, with all his silly songs
or peter pan, of neverland letting everyone fly along
imagine that, a cat in the hat, and magic all around
it’s not fantasy, it’s reality! making children feel safe and sound

the inner child, so young and wild, yet still feeling pretty shy
needs an outer shell, that’s not meek and mild, and yet can be pretty sly
a mascot gives, what the child needs, a mask to hide behind
with a new facade, a happy heart, truly can unwind

the inner child, is trapped within, without the mascot’s body
of fear, rejection, or being labelled plain silly,
to live a life, molded and modeled, on the wants of our society
prim and proper, disciplined and distinguished, without being too wily

oh my, oh why, what fun would it be
to be a mascot, to play all day long and be a jollibee
no reason to laugh, no reason for joy, just that’s the way it is
no worries, no doubts, no turning about, no eating all your peas

and yet again, it seems we’re all, mascots of our own
the mask we wear, for others to stare, often is a frown
the shield we have, not shiny nor bright, is really quite a sore
for in being a mascot, what we truly display- is a mascot called eeyore

A rainy day

April 9th, 2007 by cxtreme

It’s raining now
the air moist
splitter splatter on the rooftops
with rhythmic voice

a whiff of dejection
a silent stare
a sense of rejection
my soul’s feeling bare

like an empty cupboard
no saucers nor spoon
like a lonely shepherd
no little bo beep to swoon

A hero or is he?

April 4th, 2007 by cxtreme

A hopeless romantic
Hidden beneath
an armour of steel

But what is the use
the armour of steel
when the heart ceases to tick

for a facade
is all there is
is all there will be

and yet which is better?
to be vulnerable?
to hide no more?

to be hopeless?
without the steel
to let the truth flow..

or to appear to the world
brazen and strong
with your sturdy stallion

with a thousand galleons
at your beck and call
willing to take your fall..

but yet at the end
there is no defence
for the hopeless romantic
beneath the armour of steel..

Miracle..The story of Sage

December 26th, 2006 by cxtreme

25th December, a day of festivities, a day of presents and turkeys…of mistletoes and chestnuts, a day of hope and joy.

Haha, in a way i feel that this past year has been a miracle of sorts, and i was astonished by another that happened on Christmas eve…and i do believe that it’s by God’s grace and blessings that all these have come about.

A year ago, on Christmas day , Sage Tan was born.  Originally expected to be born around dec 28th or so, i was hoping quite hard for this bundle of joy to be born on Christmas itself, that i took a bus down from Sitiawan, reaching Singapore in the wee hours of Christmas morning. And lo and behold, Sage was born through natural birth on Christmas Day at 10am.

All was well, and nothing seemed amiss…until the parents realised some abnormalities in the baby, about two weeks after he was born. Sage would sleep…endlessly and nto wake up and feed…in the end, he was brought to the hospital, but after a few days in hospital, the doctors couldn’t diagnose it…finally, after being transferred to the university hospital, the specialist diagnosed it as MSUD (Maple Syrup Urine Disease)

MSUD is quite a rare condition…that afflicts very few ppl in the world. In Singapore, there are only 2 known cases of MSUD, and the prognosis for it is not good. Normally if diagnosed later than 1 week old, or if undiagnosed, there is a possibility of death. The 1st month would be critical. The 1st year crucial. MSUD is a condition whereby  the body isn’t able to break down certain proteins in food. Protein is needed for everyday growth, but having too much of it causes toxicity in the body which leads to brain damage. So too little protein, the baby doesn’t grow, too much the baby gets brain damage

The baby required special formulas which were nto available in the country..i really can’t explain what happened, the endless hours of walking around feeling helpless as we were not able to get the formulas…and the problems that ensued. Things really did seemed hopeless at the moment. All i could remember was spending a lot of time in the PICU (Paediatric Intensive Care Unit), seeing Sage connected to so many machines. At one time a respirator would be connected to him and his breathing assisted. Similarly, i’ve never seen so many adults despair…and cry…there really wasn’t much that could be done on our part , except perhaps to see him there degenerating day by day.

However, miraculously, a few days after being admitted to the hospital, we were able to locate the formula in KL…and made a mad dash down to KL to retrive it. It was truly a miracle as if we weren’t able to obtain the formula any sooner, conditions would have deteriorated to a much worser condition.

That wasn’t the only such incident that happened…along the way, many more obstacles crept up…tests couldn’t be done, facilities insufficient that again left us hopeless..and yet, when each one of those obstacles came up, somehow, a solution wasn’t far behind..really thank God for that…

and so obstacles came and went….and yesterday, he celebrated his 1st birthday. A truly momentous occasion…with family members all around, and christmas presents under the tree…oh sorry make thjat birthday presents under the tree…now, he’s an active 1 year old…a bit on the ‘prosperous’ side with the most adorable smile ever. We’re not completley out of the woods however, his diet still has to be closely monitored, developmental wise, he’s slightly lagging and we have no inclination as to the extent of damage to brain development. But all in all, things are looking bright for him and for the future

talkin bout miracles…

another small miracle happened on Christmas eve this year…we went down to kl to pick up some of our little cousins for sage’s birthday party in singapore on Christmas eve….only when we reached JB, did we find out from their mother that their passports were left in KLand thus we couldn’t enter into Singapore…so it was a moment of despair as the 2 little kids ( 5 n 2 years old) coudln’t visit their cousin in Singapore. However, miraculously, that night, they foudn out that their neighbour in KL was enroute to Singapore on Christmas day, and thus the passports were passed to them to pass to us in JB…and we all made it to Singapore in time for the party on Christmas day

although to others, these might not seem like big or major events, to me it’s quite substantial…as it really feels that there are higher powers up there looking down on us, and giving us a hand whenever and wherever.

To one and all, merry christmas, may there be peace and goodwill to all manPc250015

Sage with his family at 1 years oldSage1_1

Sage at about 7 months old
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Hospital Days, that’s Sage in the baby cot under a warmerSage3