super business. it almost felt like my Uni days, when i had to rush from one meeting to another, went to classes back to back and attended discussions and hands practically full of assignments, readings and tests. one difference though. back then, somehow, we still had time to spend with friends!
mosque nearby is up and ready soon. very soon. went to have a look with the board last sunday. with the heavy rain and constructions here and there, the board managed to point out defects and whatnots. my only concern was the classrooms. as soon as i saw the rooms, my head was reeling with which level this class should be, how many students can fit in, where’s to put the whiteboard, shelves, table and chairs. the rooms look big enough but can’t say for now because it was bare. once furnitures’ in, it’s going to be a different story and somehow i’m worried.
although, i’m loving the place!! get ready to lost your way in the mosque, there’s so many doors and corridors!
and there’s still loads of things to prepare, my goodness!!! as soon as i stepped into the office, apart from the morning messages 😉 i’ll be turning on the pc, check mails and always, list down things to accomplish within the next 8 hours. and people, bear in mind, we’re not really allowed to surf at other leisure sites like blogs and facebook for instance. yes, we’re cautious on those, but really, i don’t even have the time to surf these sites now. my window tabs will include three different email accounts, dictionary.com, and googlesearch for when i need to research for my teens curriculum’s articles. i used to have headaches reading articles from the screen, but i’m really getting the hang of it by now.
also catching up on reading. i refuse to deny my right to read! haha.
slumdog millionaire is a million bucks richer now. it’s worth a watch. a child growing up in hardship and getting through it with, surprisingly fluent english (of course, it’s just a movie, film- no need to get critical about this, aright). and that every question in ‘who wants to be a millionaire’ has an answer in Jamal’s memories and experience, that’s pretty smart, to me. but i couldn’t understand why Anil the host had to call the cops. jamal and his brother salim were portrayed as muslims, although confused by circumstances and life hardship – i won’t dwell on that now.
mono: castles are built to last, aren’t they? even the rain form a memory and flowers non-wither last longer, although, dried roses will always remain fragrant in my box of heart 😉


