Koof and my total pay thus far..

You know what they say about a fool and his $$. The problem is, Koof definitely ain't no fool. So what has Koof gotta do with my current (measly) pay packet? Well he just spent the equivalent of it in buying gifts for WT. For someone who claims to 'have gotten over her', it certainly doesn't seem like a rational thing to do. But, knowing Koof, it probably came at a moment of reminiscence/indecision (delete where appropriate). His seeming nonchalance over his breakup thingy serves only to underline his apparent confusion..

Well,

but I guess she ain't such a person. Anyhow, perhaps Koof should allow the initial turmoil following the separation to settle down a bit before deciding on the best course of action. I guess, the post-breakup loneliness and unfamiliarity is somewhat traumatic to just about anyone. Maybe 'cept rich kids. Like Paris Hilton. They can cry their hearts out whilst blabbering away on their exclusive Vertu phones and throw Tiffany decors into the sea whilst having a pedicure by their beachfront hotels. And thinking about the cute guy that seems interested for a roll in the hay by the surf. If all else fails, there's always the shopping spree that awaits. But I digress.

It's sorta like this. Maybe the cooling down period serves to remind each other of their (former) partner's good points aka 长处 (punintended) and so drives them back together... Else they decide that life is better without the other and thus move on to better things.

In any case, if Koof decides that WT's the one for him, there shouldn't be anything stopping him.. Koof, I'm with you on this.

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I called the 72 year-old lady today. On my own accord. She wept on the phone. Stirred up a hornet's nest when I redirected her call to the OIC. But what else could I have done? She sounded incoherent and was beside herself with grief, and my heart went out to her. So I made Seah call her. And check that her financial assistance was in-processing. And that she'd at least someone to talk to.

The cleaner auntie in our office is Teochew. She reminds me so much of my late 阿嬷. I make it a point to smile/nod respectfully at her whenever I see her. She chided me for using Hokkien when I absolutely had no idea what the differences are. Maybe 'cept for a few words. Like 拿. It's 'gia1' in Teochew and 'gia2' in Hokkien.
She said I was Teochew and should enunciate my words in Teochew. I have no idea how she made out what dialectorial origin I was. It reminded me so much of how my 阿嬷 sought to correct my poor Teochew. And it's times like these when festivals are round the corner that I realise how much I miss my 阿嬷. The heady smells of 肉粽 cooking in the pots over a charcoal-fired brazier were a permanent highlight of 端午节. The times when my extended paternal family would gather for a hearty home-cooked meal are now gone. The tears just flow when I visit her on 清明节. Oh how I miss her so!!