i am finally done with my mosque officers course. well, it had been a good learning experience, this one. and like a true sacrifice-during-studies drama, my parents were warded one after another, to and fro the hospitals, rush to and fro work. SubhanAllah. today was a final assessment and presentation. our group did way better than expected. great.

such a turnaround of expectations on this course, it truly had been useful and engaging, trainers were great too. despite taking away two working days every week for the past 6 weeks, i felt that it was put to good us, and hey, a good escape too at times. the dread is the amount of work left pending and truly i have pending tasks which would have been completed much earlier. so now it’s back to normal working routine. i probably would miss the monday-tuesday learning escapades.

my learning journey does not end here though. i may have mentioned it somewhere around here, i will taking up a specialist diploma on children and youth counselling. it was a decision of do or die, or in my case, its either do or be intellectually stagnant. i wanted this and alhamdulillah had my husband’s support. and the course will start this friday night! i am nervous-excited as people normally do when they start their first class. i hope they dont have too much group work because i dont think i can handle anymore groupworks at the moment. was pretty lucky i had a good group for mods course, although there were some personality clash but it worked out great at the end.

and this weekend, i will be attending an NLP course, something i had always wanted to attend as well and another just do it decision. so it’s going to be an enriching week!

now what’s left to do is to sign up for as much Islamic courses or workshops available out there. i dont care even if the speakers are my acquaintances or people i used to work with. for learning sake. we are never perfect and we will always need reminders. and hopefully, going to these courses will spark interest from my siblings and hubby as well…

on a sidetrack. i am listening to warpaint and chvrches while typing out this post and i am beginning to regret not going to laneway last month (there were chvrches and daughter among the lineup). so say perhaps warpaint reach this tiny island, i may just go for it. i am a closet hipster after all, so they say.