tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9189005696037299092024-03-14T11:07:57.628+00:00Crafts from a RavenclawThis Ravenclaw has changed over the years... this blog helps to document that through my crafts, my writings and general lifestyle.Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.comBlogger319125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-20919606341730433522015-08-22T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-22T11:30:01.118+01:0030 Minute Scrapbook Challenge!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I tried something new with this one - I challenged myself to scrapbook the entire page in 30 minutes. I collected my supplies, set a timer and I was off!</div>
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The only thing I didn't get done in the time was the journalling, but otherwise, I reckon that was pretty well done. I love how the page turned out, the colours are great, there's embellishment, it's definitely something I would do again. Fantastic as it cuts out all of that faffing. So simple.</div>
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This is again a picture from York, this time at the top of Clifford's Tower, which I had never thought of visiting before. Which is silly, because you pass it with every bus ride into town... There are so many beautiful places in York, perhaps I'll make a mini travel guide, if anyone would be interested?</div>
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Oh, and I also challenge you to make a page in 30 minutes!</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-21518162145152935942015-08-18T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-18T11:30:01.704+01:00Sunshine Memories<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This is a page from my visit to York at the beginning of June, and here is a picture of the city walls which Him and me decided to walk around. It was a beautiful day, and it was great to look after the historian in me.</div>
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I used a lot of stamping on this age because I wanted to keep the yellows all in these bright tones, of which I only had plain shapes to match. So I just used a heart stamp from Elle's Studio and some little word stamps (I love this 'smile' one) to make my own embellishments. I like the way it turned out, and I'll have to make some more of them. Then all that was let was to keep the circle theme going with a doily, a spotted vellum and some dots.</div>
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I love this page. It was an amazing weekend, and I'm so proud of this page as it captures it so well.</div>
<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-5303024427356273432015-08-18T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-18T09:00:14.519+01:00What am I Afraid of?<div style="text-align: center;">
Where do I start? I'm afraid of a fair few things, from the irrational such as spiders, to the normal of looking a fool in front of people, but there are a couple which are, I feel, a bit more specific.</div>
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Fear of presenting in front of a small group of people I know.</div>
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I can present an assembly in front of 600 people, but ask me to do a five minute presentation in front of my class, even if it's only a class of, say, twelve people, and I will freak out. Something about knowing the people makes it all the more difficult, as though they will judge me more. It's hard to describe, because it's not a fear of public speaking, it's more a fear of speaking formally in front of people I know informally, and the fear that they will judge me harshly for it.</div>
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Fear of the Future.</div>
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I find it very difficult to look beyond the end of my degree. I imagined a future once, but that was shattered when I lost someone very important in my life. I don't want to set those same foundations if they're going to be ripped away from me again. Arguably, that was what did me the most damage in the long run. The future that I had invested so much of myself in could no longer exist, and that is what destroyed me.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-79250722366751727142015-08-17T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-17T09:00:07.880+01:00Favourite Childhood Book<div style="text-align: center;">
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Winnie-the-Pooh.</div>
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I have loved the books by A.A.Milne since I was very small, I cannot remember a time before them. I was given my first Pooh Bear when I was two days old. I remember a time at primary school where we were asked to memorise a poem, so I chose "Tiddly Pom" and recited it in front of the school. There is just something so innately endearing about the little yellow bear, stuffed with fluff. I love him, and he is a huge part of who I am.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-73405310610021813432015-08-16T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-16T09:00:06.376+01:00Dream Job<div style="text-align: center;">
As you know, I am a history student. My dream job would ideally have something to do with this subject, as something I love. I would love to write, research, either fiction or non-fiction. TO be able to inspire and weave words together. The trouble is finding the right subject, and actually continuing it to the end. I made my history teacher a promise that I would dedicate my book to him. I just don't know if it'll ever happen.</div>
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My more realistic career plan is to work in a museum, as either a curator or an educational coordinator. The latter would be great, as I enjoy working with children, but I wouldn't want to teach all of the same children all o the time. I wouldn't want to deal with their malicious behaviour because it would ultimately bring me down. But this is a happy medium. I still get to pass on the love of history to a younger generation, but I get to spread that far and wide. </div>
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I want to work with history, I know that. It's just working out the specifics.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-17827628130839551412015-08-15T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-15T11:30:00.617+01:00Aca-Awesome<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yes, my sister and I went to see Pitch Perfect 2. No, we did not care that we were the oldest people there.</div>
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I struggled with this layout too, and I think it was the yellow, I just didn't know how to use it this time. My problem was that I wanted to keep the page light to emphasise the dark pictures. I'm not sure it works though, and perhaps a grey with yellow tinges would have been better suited.</div>
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<br />Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-89508951363128426392015-08-15T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-15T09:00:10.763+01:00Timeline of my Day<div style="text-align: center;">
This is a tricky one, because I don't have a regular timeline of my day. It's the Summer Holidays now, but even during term time when I'm at work, or if I'm at uni, I do not have a regular timetable for my day. And if I did write it down, it would make me feel rather lazy... But then I have to remind myself that I am still recovering from glandular fever...</div>
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Typically, I would wake up between 8:00 and 8:30. I would usually then stay in bed until at least 9:00. After this I would eat breakfast, brush my teeth and get dressed. I'd then spend a couple of hours doing whatever hobby I wanted to do that morning, which could be scrapbooking, knitting, sewing...</div>
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At 11:23, and alarm goes off on my phone. I set it to snooze and I have nine minutes to get ready for work: eat a small something, collect my coat, lock up etc. I would then drive to work, usually arriving about 11:45. I would work between 12:00 and 1:00pm, be home by about 1:30 when I have lunch, and then wait until everyone gets home.</div>
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Tea is between 6:00 and 8:00, I have a bath or shower at about 9:00, and I'm in bed by about 10:30. Whether or not I got to sleep exactly then or stay up for a bit is variable by my mood.</div>
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Very dull, not a lot to talk about... Ah well, hopefully I'll have more interesting days someday.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-68852993955572477212015-08-14T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-14T09:00:00.766+01:00What is in my Handbag?<div style="text-align: center;">
If I'd have thought about this in advance, I would probably have taken a picture... But I'm writing this (in advance) four hours before I leave for my holiday and I've already emptied my handbag... So I guess I can just give you a list of the usual suspects:</div>
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My Purse, which has inside it all my money and my cards, including my Student ID, my National Trust Membership, my library card etc. I also keep a spare pair of earrings in the coin section.</div>
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Receipts that are probably several months old.</div>
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There are probably things I have forgotten, but my handbag is rather small, so I can't fit too much junk in it... it seems to still hold an awful lot though!</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-91185046346541654952015-08-13T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-13T09:00:04.787+01:00Favourite Quote<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't really have a favourite quote. I love the use of words that hold such a deep meaning to them, that spinning of a phrase that is so memorable. Quotes are little tiny pieces of other people that we can relate to, wrapped up beautifully by a combination of letters. I don't have a favourite because they're all used for different reasons.</div>
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I have quotes which make me laugh, quotes which give me hope. I've found quotes that sum up pieces of my personality into words I hadn't even thought of yet to describe it. I have quotes that have given me advice, quotes which give me strength through school, exams, through my long distance relationship. </div>
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I have quotes from characters in books that I love that bring me joy for the story as I remember them, those places where you read them and your heart swells with pride, and possibly even make your eyes well up with tears.</div>
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But seeing as this requires me to, my favourite quote is not from a book, a film, a song, or anyone famous at all. It's from my Dad. He used to say this all the time, and it's stuck with me through the years:</div>
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"If you can't do anything about it, stop worrying. If you can do something, go do it."</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-80368670612901694692015-08-12T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-12T09:00:13.714+01:00If I Won the Lottery...<div style="text-align: center;">
...I would probably be very boring and keep it away for a rainy day. I've got a lot ahead of me in the future, that sort of money would be useful when buying a house, or even if I ever had a wedding, or even further in the future, wanted to send my children to good schools.</div>
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Goodness that's a scary thought... children.</div>
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I'm not saying I wouldn't do anything with it. I'd want to pay off my student debt, maybe treat myself to a few nice things: some craft stuff or a really nice piece of jewelry perhaps. Maybe a holiday or two - I''ve alwasy wanted to see a fair few of the capitals in Europe, perhaps a roadtrip round there or something? But I wouldn't get rid of it all that quickly. I'm hoping to have a long life ahead of me, I still need to work for my living, but that would be a nice cushion to fall back on.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-20056295880875128992015-08-11T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-11T11:30:02.337+01:00The Crown Jewels<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Visiting the crown jewels was influenced by the state opening of parliament just as the Yeoman Warders were, in that, some of the crown jewels were actually being used at the time of our visit! Seeing them all though was a bit underwhelming, but that may have just been due to the fact that I was close to passing out while we went round...</div>
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I know a lot of my life is academics orientated, and I'm afraid this is going to be the same. I was proud of what I achieved in my Upper Sixth, and that day last August when the email came through from York was the best feeling in the world. I had achieved my dream of nearly ten years in the making.</div>
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Similarly, I returned to my school in October for our Speech Day where all of the awards are handed out. I was awarded the prize for Endeavour, or, triumph in the face of adversity. It was an acknowledgement of the struggles I'd had to reach my goal, my mental state, switching schools. Holding that plate in my hands was a tangible reminder that I had overcome so much and gotten so far. That all of the tears were worth it. That, not everyone had suffered the way I did, yet I had still managed to succeed. </div>
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It was proof of how strong I had become, without even realising it.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-23821523529496217242015-08-10T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-10T09:00:08.125+01:00First Celebrity Crush?<div style="text-align: center;">
Celebrities really aren't my thing. I find them dull. If I do form an attachment, it's usually to a character. In which case, this would have to be Fred Weasley.</div>
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I don't remember exactly what it was that drew me to Fred and not George (although Oliver Wood was in close third place). I don't know if it was the glamour of quidditch, or the appeal of a ginger, or just someone a little bit cheeky to counter balance my prim-ness, but I remember distinctly, at a fairly young age, wanting to have a Fred Weasley in my life.</div>
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However, I can vouch or the saying: 'be careful what you wish for'. At university, I met someone who very closely resembled Fred both physically and personality wise. It was not a good mix. We did a couple of group projects together and he drove me insane. He never did any of the reading, I did all of the work, it was infuriating. The only thing we really had in common, besides our chosen subject, was our share in sarcastic humour. Which, when not working, was indeed quite fun to have someone to bounce off.</div>
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So perhaps it was the humour in Fred Weasley I found most attractive, as it was the trait I was most likely to like,</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-82755621015869578642015-08-09T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-09T09:00:02.780+01:00Piercings or Tattoos?<div style="text-align: center;">
I am very dull. I just have my earlobes pierced. I can have one earring in each ear. I usually stick to studs, but I have been known to have some longer ones occasionally.</div>
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Funny story though, when I had them done, the lady used a device like a stapler. she drew a cross on each ear and then stapled my left ear first, then my right ear. I actually went into shock and nearly passed out...</div>
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Another Tower of London post here. A very simple layout, just a little bit of paperlayering behind the photo to allow some breathing room for the amount of writing. There was a lengthy story to accompany this part of our trip, including my being a history nerd and getting huffy over Shakespeare, so I wrote it up onto a strip of old lined paper. And I mean really old, that paper was white once.</div>
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I have an embarrassing picture circa 2010....</div>
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I wore that hat or all four DofE expeditions I trudged my way through...</div>
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-6113447773003597132015-08-07T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-07T09:00:12.884+01:0010 Favourite Foods<div style="text-align: center;">
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1) Chocolate - all versions. Liquid, dark, white, milk, caramel - mint is a particular favourite...</div>
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2) Pasta bake with bacon and mushrooms.</div>
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3)Spinach.</div>
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4) Garlic bread.</div>
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5) A humble egg sandwich.</div>
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6) Bacon.</div>
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7) Roast beef with Yorkshire puddings.</div>
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8) Blackberry crumble.</div>
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9) Puff pastry anything.</div>
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10) Bread and cheese, good cheese, like brie... and crusty bread...</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-72586249362317767542015-08-06T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-06T09:00:02.181+01:00Three Personality Traits that I am Proud Of<div style="text-align: center;">
I had to do a task where I chose six of these a few weeks ago, here are the three I like the most:</div>
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I have goals. Ever since the age of ten I knew that I wanted to be at university. That's nearly half of my life. I knew I wanted to be academic, that I would need it to get to university, so I made sure I got the best education I could. If I wanted to try something new, I would go and do it. I taught myself to knit,not because someone suggested it but because I wanted it. Targets are a key part in my life, and I don't see that changing.</div>
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Hard-working</div>
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This follows on from driven, and in order to get to where I want, I'm not shy of putting in the required elbow-grease. I enjoy it, even. Nothing like poring over books for hours on end to be paid back with the most satisfying results. The hard work is worth it, and I'm proud that I have the self-will to keep at it.</div>
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I can relate to people. I've been through enough myself, I will always offer an ear for someone who needs to air some issues. As my confidence has grown, I have found that I interact with people more, smile at strangers, help them in the street. Random acts of kindness. I want to leave a good impression on this life, and you don't get anywhere meaningful without being kind.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-48416329964325830912015-08-05T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-05T09:00:03.443+01:00My Guilty Pleasure(s)<div style="text-align: center;">
Guilty pleasures is one of those awkward topics of conversation. I mean, what makes a pleasure guilty? And if it does make you feel guilty, does that detract from the pleasure? Or is the pleasure being taken from the guilt? It's all rather confusing in my opinion.</div>
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Personally, the things I take pleasure from, I don't feel guilty about. </div>
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I am a hugger. I love to give and receive hugs, to curl up with someone I love for hours on end. I'm not guilty about that.</div>
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I love to scrapbook. I do this to help preserve these moments for the future and for my own mental well being. Therefore I do not feel guilt in buying things because I know that I will use them.</div>
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I enjoy reading. That's nothing to be guilty about.</div>
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I am currently having an eighteen year old (and going strong) love affair with chocolate. But I moderate. Therefore, no guilt.</div>
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I don't believe in forcing ourselves into negative emotions. The universe gives of plenty of those by its own volition, it doesn't need our help too.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-84817787261332166672015-08-04T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-04T11:30:01.101+01:00May Favourites<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Just a quick one with my may foavourites. I used a picture of my sister and myself, and a journalling card with numbers. It was quite a busy background, so I backed the two smaller pieces with some pink mettalic paper. And that, really, is it. See, very speedy.</div>
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-65879649423366286002015-08-04T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-04T09:00:06.573+01:00My Earliest Childhood Memory<div style="text-align: center;">
My earliest memory is from my fifth birthday. I was at school in Reception class, and our teacher had this tradition of the birthday bumps, where she would lift us up five times to represent each year.</div>
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So, little five year old me was very excited.</div>
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When it came to the birthday bumps, my teacher got up and started to lift me...</div>
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And she stopped.</div>
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She muttered under her breath something about me being to heavy. The class clapped louder for me, but I was still hurt. I didn't get my five birthday bumps.</div>
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And they wonder where my self esteem issues are rooted.</div>
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I will admit that I was a chubby child, but there was something medically wrong with me causing it. There's nothing wrong now. It's just a shame that that's the earliest memory I can recall, that feeling that plagued the rest of my birthday.</div>
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-60329547650392712015-08-03T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-03T09:00:09.750+01:00Meaning of this name?<div style="text-align: center;">
Crafts from a Ravenclaw began in the summer of 2011. I was fifteen, and trying to think of a name that would both protect my identity online, and give some idea of the content I wanted to make. At that point, I thought I was going to make a lot of Harry Potter inspired crafts, and, at the beginning, I did start out making a fair few. Yet, as I have grown up, my taste in craft projects has developed too.</div>
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Some may sit and think that the title is no longer relevant to the content I am creating. I would disagree. I am still crafting regularly. Although you're not seeing it currently on the blog (because I am useless at taking the required pictures), I am knitting and sewing still, but they're just not as interesting. I still make my <a href="http://craftsfromaravenclaw.blogspot.co.uk/2012/04/felt-hearts-craft-tutorial.html" target="_blank">felt hearts</a> as a default present, I make simple canvas bags as presents too, and recently a friend commissioned me to make 10 pairs of bird wings for a school play, and 24 little drawstring bags. So I am still crafting, but these little things don't feel worthy of being shared.</div>
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The other part is Ravenclaw, so while, yes, I don't create as many Harry Potter items as before, I still feel this relates to me. I still love Harry Potter, and I am a Ravenclaw. I am hardworking and driven, and I aspire to be a learner. I miss my degree. </div>
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The main craft I turn to now is scrapbooking, but the reasons for that, I think, require a different post. In my opinion, it's quite nice to look back and see how this blog has evolved, how much it's grown, and how much I have changed. I like that this part of me has been documented, and I'm proud of what I have made here.</div>
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Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-80214233185146172092015-08-02T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-02T09:00:14.471+01:0020 Facts about Me<div style="text-align: center;">
1) I cannot resist a tube of rolos.</div>
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2) I was a competitive swimmer for six years when I was younger.</div>
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3) I'm pretty good at drawing hands.</div>
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4) I love vanilla candles.</div>
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5) I hate cats.</div>
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6) I tried to join a Harry Potter Society, but decided against it because it wasn't nerdy enough.</div>
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7) If I hadn't chosen history, I would have wanted to have been an atomic physicist.</div>
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8) Speaking of physicists, I'm in love with the film 'The Theory of Everything'.</div>
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9) I'm currently in a long distance relationship.</div>
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10) I was captain of my school's school challenge team.</div>
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11) I have four bookshelves in my room and all of them are overflowing, though not necessarily with books...</div>
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12) I feel the cold, and am most comfortable in mediterranean weather.</div>
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13) I'm slightly addicted to snapchat.</div>
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14) I'm not a tidy person.</div>
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15) I'd rather have a small group of close friends than a large group that don't mean as much.</div>
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16) I adore receiving letters.</div>
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17) I get more nervous doing a class presentation in front of twelve people than doing an assembly in front of nearly 700 people.</div>
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18) I love falling asleep to the sound of rain.</div>
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19) In my AS Levels, history was my worst grade. After my A2's, it was my best by a long shot. Amazing what a year can do.</div>
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20) I've had the same teddy since I was born and he still comes almost everywhere with me.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-9965942496331080302015-08-01T11:30:00.000+01:002015-08-01T11:30:01.120+01:00Coming Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Chronologically, this layout is from a while back... it's from the first week of March when we collected all of my stuff from York to take home. I was quite sad with this and I cried a lot, but it's good to document both the good and bad in our scrapbooks. This is life, after all, and it's not all sunshine and roses.<br />
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I'm not very fond of this layout. I don't know if it's the colours or the papers or the embellishments, but something just doesn't feel right. It's like stroking an animal the wrong way. It feels wrong, but I can't place my finger on it. I got to use some sequins though, which was quite fun.</div>
Rachelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08571623363631171540noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-918900569603729909.post-81627024005503643942015-08-01T09:00:00.000+01:002015-08-01T09:00:03.354+01:00August Blogging<div style="text-align: center;">
Hello there lovely people!</div>
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If you've been a long time reader, you may remember that back in 2013 I set myself the challenge of blogging every day in August. I have decided again to take up that challenge for the year of 2015 (perhaps make it an alternate year thing?).</div>
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This year is going to be slightly different. I hope to keep my regular posts going at their normal schedule, with this <a href="https://uk.pinterest.com/pin/293508100687683707/" target="_blank">31 Day Blog Challenge</a> I found on pinterest (see below for image)</div>
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So this is day 1, with our introduction, and so on. Hopefully you can join me in this endeavour, and let me know what you think! Perhaps you can join me? </div>
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