30 Minute Scrapbook Challenge!

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!

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.

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?

Oh, and I also challenge you to make a page in 30 minutes!

Sunshine Memories

Aha! Yes, yellow and grey, a colour scheme that works!

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.

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.

I love this page. It was an amazing weekend, and I'm so proud of this page as it captures it so well.

What am I Afraid of?

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.

Fear of presenting in front of a small group of people I know.

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.

Fear of the Future.

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.

Favourite Childhood Book

There is only one answer for this:

Winnie-the-Pooh.

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.

Dream Job

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.

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. 

I want to work with history, I know that. It's just working out the specifics.

Aca-Awesome

Yes, my sister and I went to see Pitch Perfect 2. No, we did not care that we were the oldest people there.

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.

Ah well.

Timeline of my Day

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...

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...

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.

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.

Very dull, not a lot to talk about... Ah well, hopefully I'll have more interesting days someday.