Three Hundred Ducks

Ok curious people - if you've been wondering what has kept me from my blog for so long - here is a brief glimpse into my activities since 1st May 2006. Work, work work, and the occasional party with the usual bunch of friends. Miguel would probably kill me if he saw himself on my blog, but we had great fun that night (Labour's Day Eve), which led us to continuing the party at the beach the next day.

Serene is a colleague who sits in the cubicle next to mine - I have lovingly decided to call her "psycho-bitch". The office is very noisy with our antics, and others have joined in the foray. Like Annie (accountant) says,"One woman is equivalent to three hundred ducks", so imagine how many ducks there are in the office!

"The Whiskey Club" (uuurrrrghhhhh) at Ruby's B-day...I had a fever: 39 degrees Celsius during the Alliance Francaise Gala Dinner, and after had to attend Ruby's party. I was swaying on me feet. A few degrees more, I would have been hallucinating.

And the picture of me with the "Thingie" at WA - Surface Temporaire d'Autonomie vernissage. It's my favourite mural painting at the exhibition.

And yes, that's my cubicle at the Alliance Francaise. It's cleaner now (I swear!).

Crazy People Beach Party

1st May 2006 - feels like my Birthday celebrations has begun. May always feel like a holiday, though I am bogged down with work. I love my job, and I am having a good time with my friends.

Here we are after a long night of partying at East Coast Parkway. Indians, Colombians, Cuban, Spanish - sharing one common bond - music. Latin and Hindi. Whoever thought the two could mix? In my world they do, and it's a great mix.

The Crazy People had their own soccer match that day, ending up in Manuel getting cut on his nose by the ball which hit his sunglasses - who plays soccer with sunglasses? Who plays soccer with sandals? Me, and I broke my right sandal. Why do I call us Crazy People - need I explain? Raj spread on the sand after a heavy night of drinking and not sleeping.