Yvonne Foong -

I wrote these when I could still hear, sing in the school choir, play the piano, the violin, and actively participate in conversations. I was 15 years old when I started blogging and 19 when I met Cordy. This blog contains the innocence that one inevitably lose with age. Like any child, I could not have been more youthful. I was diagnosed with NF2 in July 2002. Click the appropriate links to read the events following my diagnosis. - Yvonne Foong www.yvonnefoong.com

Saturday, April 26, 2003

 
Hey peeps!~ I'm home!!!!! But very weak...need lotsa rests......

Friday, April 11, 2003

 
This thing is so boring. I never like politics. They're confusing. Elena says that xFresh is a half political thing. And Astro is worse. I don't even like Malaysia, what more politics. After my bachelors, (yes- I intend to do only a bachelor cuz that's all I need) I'd move to a countryside (by the beach probably) to set my foot on. Less pollution, less traffic, more peace and the place is beautiful! But that's not where a psychology consultant who get a pay. *sigh* rat race run! run! run!!

Tuesday, April 08, 2003

 
Why am I home? Ok, I'll tell you why. Today, the doctor came and told me that there are no empty spaces to accomodate me in ICU and they've to do it next week. So I thought, maybe I should do my oral exam first so I phoned my mom and confirmed with the doctor after that/ THEN, right after I confirm, there was a call from ICU saying that there are spaces. ISHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Friday, April 04, 2003

 
The war on Iraq is terrible! The U.S killed and injured thousands of Iraqis just to topple Saddam Hussein. Fip open the newspaper everyday to see blood covering the pages. War robes the heart of men. Innocent children stares in fear. I'm lucky to have a roof over my head. Look at the poor people in Iraq! Saddam is mean to his men, I know. Then why not just target him? Why must it be WAR!?! Then there's the SARS disease. A sickness without a cure, like NF. Did God just made guilty people live in the same era to suffer from this outbreak? And mean politicians to run the country with trauma? I'm glad to know that Tremayne is back home now. Then Tuesday, my surgery. I hope it'd be successful this time and there won't be any further delay. I'm gonna be admitted tomorrow. Maybe morning, so there are less congqestion.

Tuesday, April 01, 2003

 
I found the problem of why do I seem demanding to other people. When I was healthy, I was a very aggresive girl. I'm fast at responding and have a quick pace while walking. I talk fast and everything else is fast too. Even now, I'm still aggressive although I cannot walk as much as I could and I cannot hear as clear as how I used to, in the past. I like challenges and motivations. When I'm given a task, I can finish it within a day or two. But I thought that this aggresiveness is shared among other people as well. I expected others to be like me. But my assumptions are wrong. It is very rare that duplications of me actually exist. I remember asking for other people's favor and I expected them to give me what I want in a very short time. I was very wrong. I have to understand that not all people are like me. I thought that I was very understanding. but I was wrong. I did not understand other people at all. I was so bad I demanded so many graphics from Wei Jie, I was fickle minded too. I was evil to expect Kenrick to be like the guys I've known. You won't know this but I feel so bad and regretful on this attitude of mine. So sorry for the people that I've 'taken' advantage of unknowingly. But I shouldn't say sorry to them directly, they'll think I'm fussy. U know what happened today? Keisha was SO SWEET to order flowers for me but I didn't tell her that my operation is delayed and the florist went delivering them to the hospital. SO SORRY!!!!!! I'd really like to apologise to everyone, especially those that I've made to hate me in one way or another. Because after this brain surgery, no one could predict what would happen. I may recover, but there is also a high risk that I might be comatised, lost my memory or changed my attitude. I might never be the same again. but ofcourse, this is what I don't hope for. I wish that ALL my nerves can be preserved. But like David said, there is no quick fix. I understand it...I really do...

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