Friday, May 29, 2009

BEWARE!

its not safe anymore.....
it comes when u least expects it....
it strikes when ur soundly asleep...
AND THREATENS PPL TO NOT SLEEP......
ooh... the horror.... the agony....
beware if u see this......



Save yourselves before its too late......

Saturday, May 16, 2009

double jointed? who cares!

What doest it mean to be Double Jointed?

here are many misunderstandings when it comes to the meaning of being double jointed. In one case, the term itself implies that double jointed people have twice the number of joints than normal human beings. Some even assume that double joints allow for twice the usual amount of motion. However, these meanings are myths. All human beings have the same number of bones and joints, all of which have similar capacities for movement. So what does it really mean to be double jointed?

If you are double jointed, it simply means that your joints and their surrounding structures, known as ligaments and tendons, are unusually flexible, enabling you to bend or rotate them in ways that other people find impossible and painful. Furthermore, you are able to stretch your joints, ligaments and tendons to a greater extent than commonly experienced by people with normal flexibility. For instance, there are circus performers who can bend their bodies to the back from the waist, locking their heads in between their legs. Other double jointed people can bend their thumbs the wrong way until the tips touch their hands.

From a medical viewpoint, being double jointed is synonymous with hypermobility. This is another misnomer, as 'hyper' indicates that which is too much. Double jointed people are not overextending their joints, but are rather allowing them to function to their fullest capability. It just so happens that this capability is beyond the typical person's ability for movement.


How does it happen?

Joints are the hinges that connect two or more bones together, allowing motion and movement to occur naturally in a particular direction. Ball-and-socket joints, however, are joints in which the rounded end of a bone fits into the hollow of another, allowing rotary movement in every direction. The opening or hollow in which the bones sit is called a socket. The depth of a socket determines the flexibility of that joint. Cartilage, a firm fibrous tissue made up of a protein called collagen, cushions bones at joints and is another factor that affects joint pliancy.

Extreme flexibility in double jointed people is caused by a combination of several factors. Double jointed people have a very shallow socket, enabling more movement in both directions. Where ball-and-socket joints are concerned, people with double joints can intentionally and painlessly dislocate the bone completely from its socket and then move it back into position again. Shallow sockets, combined with bone ends that are smoother than normal, also help joints slip and move easily in any direction. Ligaments and cartilage that stretch beyond the usual extent impact joint flexibility in the same way.

Does it matter?

We have all been double jointed at some point in our lives. A good example can be taken from our childhood, when we could bend from the waist and touch the tips of our fingers to the floor while keeping our legs straight. As we age, our ligaments, cartilage and bones harden, losing their suppleness. This is why any sports requiring extended flexibility, such as gymnastics or ballet, should be inculcated from a young age. So, being double jointed does not matter as long it as does not negatively impact our health and well-being.




. . . . . . . . . . . now thats y i can bend my fingers so easily. . . i tot i juz had cha bor-like hands. . . turns out to be more than that. . . . argh... nvm.... contented with a cursed body... i would definitely wish for more but nothing can be done. all i can do is accept. this is my body n this is how i treat it.

when my eyes are tired, i still strain them to see. thinking that the only thing stopping me is my mind. if i can overcome the mind then i can achieve anything. and i get wat i deserve. me without my glasses is like a blind man without his sunglasses n walking stick. we both look normal but cant reali see anything. I now remember that i muz also listen to my body.

when there is something reali heavy that i cannot lift. i will continue trying n trying n trying. thinking that on every try, i will get stronger. slowly lifting it bit by bit n finally to where i want it to be. i keep thinking that if i work it hard enough my arms can carry anything. my arm has done so much for me. now, it has be dislocated twice. even a simple swing from my own body can separate the ball and socket of my arm. i now remember that i am still human and 70% of the daily things we do, we do it with both arms.

when i fall down from a bike or down the stairs, i keep thinking that i will heal no matter wat happens. skinned knees are almost a close fren of me. there was a time when seeing my leg without an injury is equivalent to finding a four leaved clover. i tell myself all the time that i must not be afraid of falling down for if i'm so afraid , i wont achieve anything. now i have a scar that can never heal. i now remember that i'm not Claire Bannette nor a 'wu' n some falls CAN be fatal.

when i deal with my electrical experiments in the lab, i do not fear to try as i know the experiments are designed to be safe and will cause me minimal harm. i was stubborn thinking that my electrical knowledge is sufficient and will not in any way get electrocuted. but the truth is i'm juz an amateur. when i'm out of the lab and conducting my own experiments, i was 2 inches away from scaring my face. Blue sparks, that was able to melt away my multimeter probe(made of metal) in milliseconds, flew right pass my face. i now remember electricity is like fire, use it wisely n it will be useful, use it wrongly and it may just be Armageddon.



i now feel quite bad for the way i treated my body. well, this is wat i did n this is wat i deserve. seems pretty fair to me. i now feel actually quite happy i had this skinny little body. i could not ask for anything more. for i can proudly say that this body has endured thru quite a lot.Even that, i thank god for all those miserable experiences for it is by all this experiences we learn to be a better person.


hahaha! and after all this, I am indeed happy to be alive! i shall now treasure every moment and every body part. i will listen to my eyes, arms, legs and together with the rest. but i still refuse to let the fear of getting hurt mess with my daily life. i will still continue exploring the realm of uncertainties n will inevitably fall once more. thats juz me, i cant help it. its my calling. as long as i still have 2 arms n 2 legs n workable body parts, i will rise up gain.


i shall end the post with a nice saying i came across.


Happiness keeps you Sweet,
Trials keep you Strong,
Sorrow keeps you Human,
Failure keeps you Humble,
Success keeps you Glowing,
...but only Faith & Attitude Keeps you Going...



p/s : Thank you God for this wonderful body n beautiful life! i will take good care of it!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

poison?

Taiwan, a woman suddenly died unexpectedly with signs of bleeding from her ears, nose, mounth & eyes. After a preliminary autopsy it was diagnosed death due to arsenic poisoning death. Where did the arsenic come from?

The police launched an in-depth and extensive investigation. A medical school professor was invited to come to solve the case.


The professor carefully looked at the contents from the deceased's stomach, in less than half an hour, the mystery was solved. The professor said: 'The deceased did not commit suicide and neither was she murdered, she died of accidental death due to ignorance!'


Everyone was puzzled, why accidental death? The arsenic is of the U.S. military for carrying rice seedlings H Gao. The professor said: 'The arsenic is produced in the stomach of the deceased.' The deceased used to take 'Vitamin C' everyday, which in itself is not a problem. The problem was that she ate a large portion of shrimp/prawn during dinner. Eating shrimp/prawn is not the problem that's why nothing happened to her family ever though they took the same shrimp/prawn. However at the same time the deceased also took 'vitamin C', that is where the problem is!



Researchers at the University of Chicago in the United States , found through experiments, food such as soft-shell shrimp/prawn contains a much higher concentration of - five potassium arsenic compounds.


Such fresh food by itself has no toxic effects on the human body! However, in taking 'vitamin C', due to the chemical reaction, the original non-toxic - five potassium arsenic (As anhydride, also known as arsenic oxide, the chemical formula for As205) changed to a three potassium toxic arsenic (ADB arsenic anhydride), also known as arsenic trioxide, a chemical formula (As203), which is commonly known as arsenic to the public!

    
Arsenic poisoning have magma role and can cause paralysis to the small blood vessels, "mercapto Jimei"??, inhibits the activity of the liver and fat necrosis change Hepatic Lobules Centre, heart, liver, kidney, intestine congestion, epithelial cell necrosis, telangiectasia. Therefore, a person who dies of arsenic poisoning will shows signs of bleeding from the ears, nose, mouth & eyes.
Therefore; as a precautionary measure,
DO NOT not take shrimp/prawn when taking 'vitamin C'.


After reading this; please do not be stingy. Forward to your friends and family!!

For those know Mandarin, pls read the mandarin coz the English a bit 'kelakar' esp. the medical terms due to it being translated from Google...

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*this is a mail that was sent to me recently... immediatly i thought of an incident... an incident that has to do with hokkien mee and lime juice....




hokkien mee..... aka PRAWN MEE

refreshing LIME JUICE as beverage

the wonderful meal


we're still alive are we? hahaha!!
but look at our faces, atleast we would die happy.


u may see more details here too.

p/s: chia haw, no hard feelings k! ur mum's hokkien me was WORTH dying for.... it was great! no problem at ALL!!

Saturday, May 9, 2009

lalalala! all is OK!

yesterday i dreamt of running on top of houses, jumping from rooftop to rooftop and climbing up 10 story buildings. on top of that 10 story building, i saw a reali reali nice view!!! it was very dark but i can see a nice scenary of the lights in the city from the top! with a few flashes of lightning n rain, i can see a building with many many colourful lights (suntech?), airport with a runway of lights to guide planes, pisa with 10,000watts lightbulbs pointing upwards, penang bridge decorated like a christmas tree, queensbay beside gurney(huh?), PETRONAS TWIN TOWER and sooo much mooooore!!

(wait... now that i typed it out this place sound QUITE FAMILIAR...except for the twin tower part and extra exagerations)

it feels great to run around freely like that! feels like i've gone for a nice long jog! juz that my feet didnt even make a step. i shall call it "mental jogging".

i feel much better. i guess i'm ok now.

Everything is okay in the end. If it's not okay, then it's not the end!

THIS IS DEFINATELY NOT YET THE END!! I'M NOT DONE YET!







n yea, due to some complications, i have to be back home before sundown again. bah! its juz a matter of time before i break that rule again. thats juz me. sorry mum!

Sunday, May 3, 2009

wats wrong with me.

okayyy...i cant take it anymore.... before u guys make more random assumptions....

i was talking about THIS! this is my lobster.


for those who didnt know.....
marcus lim no longer travel to and fro from college using 2 wheels.... he goes with 4...
it all started end of last year when i dislocated my arm.
the question at that moment was....

"with my arm like this, how am i going to college??"

even with my arm partially healed. its still not safe for me to ride a bike.... imagine if i'm on a bike and my right arm(my dominant arm and also the arm controlling the accelerator) suddenly dislocats again? if anyone of you is asking wat about my mum's wira, the answer is simple. She is using it to work everyday.so i cant use it. the only solution to that is going college by this! (its either that or i will have joel fetching me everyday)



its a nissan ad-resort. with the extra metal compartment on the top, it was voted weirdest car around. hahaha! but its ok. i like it juz the way it is. a car that will "grow" with me. the car is actually my dad's but was previously borrowed to my aunt. she recently bought a new car and therefore given back to my dad. since no one is using it n i need transport. I GET TO DRIVE IT. so, if u see the weirdest car with the weirdest number plate(KV 9765 A. its a Langkawi car, therefore it has KV with an A at the back) and a weird driver in it, that's me on the road. its generally an auto car but i call it a semi-auto because this auto car can "mati enjin".

all in all... its a nice weird car. its MY weird car. at least that's wat i thought.

n if we were to go back to the beginning again, the reason i got the car was because i cant ride a bike. so wat happens now when i'm back to normal? what do ppl do to cars that isn't going to be used? SELL!




to be honest, i never expected to get my very own car like this. i only expect a bike or something like that. having this car for nearly 4 months is already considered a bonus. but i dun want it to be taken away from me juz like that.


explanation done. i dun quite like explaining my abstract posts, truthfully speaking. in fact, i hate doing it. it spoils completely the purpose of the very post itself. but due to recent events i have to clarify it. I dont want any misunderstandings.










ughhh... i dun feel right recently...
irritated, frustrated, agitated and very very very very very disturbed.
all this with no apparent reason.
i lose my patient so easily and go emo-ing beyond help.
i get disappointed at the smallest things and unable to see the bright side like i use to.
unenthusiastic almost all the time and i dont have mood for anything, even for things i like doing.
i think i've become moody-ier than those with PMS.
i'm tired yet i cant sleep. i'm hungry yet i dun feel like eating.
i feel so uneasy, even when there's nothing.
i have broken all the principles i made for myself. i'm loosing myself.
talking to my dog didnt work this time. (he's my best counsellor i got now. he gives the best advice and the best head to pat.)





i dont know wat the hell is wrong with me. its like smth is going to happen to me. smth big.


college starts tmr.





. . . i feel like running in the rain. . . . .