Saturday, February 23, 2013

the importance of family.

yesterday, my family and i had a reunion of sorts. it didn't exactly go to plan, due to unpredictable weather + a whole bunch of family members backing out because of aforementioned unpredictable weather. nonetheless, once we had found sufficient shelter from the rain (thanks to my awesome brother + his girlfriend) the day was one to be remembered.

it's hard to choose my favourite moment, whether it was seeing my grandma + her sister sharing technology tips, or my cousin-in-law being duped into trying some crazy-hot chilli sauce of my brother's.

what was not hard to realise was that family matters, especially when you get to catch up with family you don't see very often. it's cool because despite time apart, they can still remember when you were a baby, a toddler and precocious 4-year-old all at once. and everyone knows that food brings people together. my  aunt can always be counted on for providing us all with a spectacular banquet.

i was sad to go home at the end of the day. isn't it always like that when you've been around great people all day? i'm very lucky to be blessed with the family i have + even though i didn't choose them i think i still would if i was given the choice.


claudia owl.

Sunday, February 10, 2013

getting ready [and a homage to stationary].

i go back to uni in two weeks + i'm starting my masters. i'm doing the accelerated study mode, so i need to be super-duper prepared. luckily, i have no problem being organised. rather, being too organised may be the case. i have a confession to make, in fact. i have quite the love affair with stationary. i love being ordered, so stationary sings my song.

this time of year always brings the lure of new notebooks:

 along with brightly coloured pens + highlighters:

 meanwhile, cute stationary seems to have taken a-hold of me.

 i am sure i'm not the only one who is a closet stationary nerd.


claudia owl.

Friday, February 8, 2013

my grandmother's house.

when i was a kid, i was at my grandmother's a lot. my mum was raising us on her own, so my grandmother's house become our second home. even though i'm now an adult, it's still my favourite place to be.

she's an amazing woman, involved in all sorts of handicrafts:

and she has collected the most whimsical, darling things including some gossiping squirrels... opera-singing kitten...

...and a haughty rooster.

no wonder i loved visiting her when i was a kid!


claudia owl.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

beating the bullies.

i would like to share something today. its something very important to me, because it has shaped the person i am today + it was one of the biggest things i've had to overcome. i was bullied in high school.

even though a few years have passed since i left high school, the other night it came rushing back when i was out somewhere + i saw a girl that used to bully me.

now bullying, as everyone knows, comes in many forms. it can be physical, emotional, psychological, a mixture of all those or something different entirely. it can affect you for years afterward, even if it wasn't physical. its the emotional scars that last the longest.

when i started high school, i had come from another primary school to everyone else so that automatically made me a target. it didn't help that i dressed differently to the other girls - a long skirt, shirt tucked in. i was introverted, highly academic + committed to my studies + i got along well with my teachers. all of these things also made me a target. i am not describing any of this in self-pity or regret. in fact, these are now traits that i pride myself on + i am glad i have retained them. however, high school is not a place to be different + if you are, you need to make damn sure you're in a group of other different people so that you don't become so noticeable.

it is no exaggeration when i say that i was bullied continually for the entire six years i attended my high school. i had previously been bullied at primary school as well, but not to such a scale that i had health or emotional disorders because of it.

in saying this, seeing that girl from high school the other night automatically caused my "flight" reaction + i wanted to hide. but then i thought you know what? she's not better than me. she's not prettier than me + she shouldn't be allowed to still make me feel this way. so i stepped away from hiding + i wasn't scared. she saw me + gave me the usual look up + down, jealousy written on her face. it was a good feeling to know how far i have come with no more fear or inferiority. i am now beating the bullies.


claudia owl.