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Tuesday, 11 August 2015

Stained glass dragonfly cake (for my Mum's Birthday)

Hello Hello!
It was my Mums Birthday over the weekend and I wanted to make her a cake (I mean how can one celebrate a birthday without cake... it's just not possible.). Leading up to her Birthday I asked her what kind of cake she wanted. At first she told me to do anything, then changed her mind to a traditional black forest cake, which is her favourite. A few days later she gave me the specific instructions of "Blue, green, bit of purple. A dragonfly in there somewhere and sparkly."  Under my orders, I came up with this design.


She was pretty happy with the cake and enjoyed her day! Underneath all that colourful icing and sparkles is a moist vanilla cake.  Mainly so I could say the word "moist" when describing the cake. 


Hope you're all having a spectacular week,

Infinite x's and o's,

Elena 

Sunday, 21 December 2014

Why I write



I casually mentioned in a conversation with a new friend the other day, that as one of my many careers I want to have. I really wanted to write fiction. I've been writing, just for fun, for quite a while.
English, especially creative writing were my favourite subjects in High school.
She asked me what drew my to write, as she told me she really struggled to invent characters and write a short story in class.
I more or less told her this quote, which I figured I would make into a bedazzled quote photo. Why not.
Right now in this period of my life, sometimes it truly is hard to keep hope. I've written so many short stories of things I wish would happen it's almost ridiculous, but It keeps me going.
Sometimes I don't understand what my mind is actually thinking until I write it down and read it back to myself.
That's just a little short explanation on why I write and why I like writing.

Hope your having a great weekend,
Infinite x's and o's,

Elena


Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Anxiety & Panic attacks




This is a bit of a different and quite personal blog post but I've been asked a lot lately about anxiety and what exactly is a panic attack, so I thought I would write about it.
Especially seeing as though unfortunately, a lot of people suffer with anxiety and panic attacks or at least know someone that does. Hopefully this will help someone feel a little bit more normal. (whatever that is)

The other day I mentioned that I had anxiety to one of my friends and they didn't believe me. "but you're so confident all the time! You don't have anxiety!"
I feel like a lot of friends and family who read this will probably think the same. My Anxiety is different to others because we aren't all the same and some hide it better. I guess that means I'm a pretty good hider.
I think at one point or another, everyone has experienced some form of anxiety, even if only relatively small. Such as stage fright, driving in heavy city traffic or stressing over an un-finished assignment.

To give you an idea of how my anxiety started i'll give you a little bit of background. When I was about fourteen years old in high-school, I went to the school shrink. I won't tell the whole tragic high-school back-story but I was forced to go. Basically to make the school principal feel better because he was doing nothing to prevent the bullies from continuing their daily ritual of torture. Mrs. *insert very long intimidating Russian last name here* told me I had an anxiety disorder even though I was never actually diagnosed with it.

After leaving high school, I never saw another psychiatrist about what I had just been through because the whole drama had completely changed my mind about them. So I buried my little emotional baggage in the "too hard & I'll deal with it later" basket.

Slowly the "too hard & I'll deal with it later" basket was filled with more emotionally damaging things until... eventually it over-flowed...

And Bam. I died.

Just kidding, although it felt like I was. I had never experienced a panic attack before and for those who don't know what a panic attack is, It is basically a point which your body is preparing you for "fight" or "flight" and releases adrenaline. Which causes your heart to beat extremely fast. It can feel like the entire room is caving in, sounds and noises are heightened, you get hot/cold flushes, your body starts to shake, you start feeling very nauseous and you can feel extremely light-headed.

If you've ever had a really bad dream where for instance this manic clown is chasing you with a chainsaw and you quickly wake up and have to catch your breath before you realise it's a dream. That huge rush of adrenaline and fear. That's pretty much what a panic attack feels like. It can hit you at any time too, most often then not you won't be doing anything that would normally cause anxiety. Most panic attacks last anywhere from 5-30 minutes, for some it can last a lot longer if they have more than one panic attack continually.

The funny thing is, no one can really tell when you're having an attack, It's a completely internal thing. When observing someone having an attack they can look completely fine, but internally they feel like they're dying. As long as someone doesn't try to talk to them, it might go completely un-noticed.

It's not as easy as "Just don't think about it, you'll be fine" I get that expression said to me a lot. It's not your choice and you have absolutely no control where, when or if you have a panic attack. If it was, I definitely wouldn't choose to have an attack, can't just think "oh yep, sorry panic attack.. you're just going to have to wait or see you never bye". I wish!


Another I guess I would call it a side-affect that comes with anxiety is that your self-esteem is pretty all over the place. I still sometimes think that people are judging me, that I've said something to offend someone if they haven't replied to my message within half an hour. That all my friends have secret meetings where they just talk about how super weird and annoying I am. You start to think that by being the way you are, you're a total downer and are ruining the people's lives around you. Realise though that these thoughts are not the truth!

Countless times I have turned down events and get-together's that I actually really wanted to go to simply because I'm so afraid I'll get a panic attack and get judged by those around me. I knew that I wouldn't be able to control whether or not I had a panic attack. After a while my friends just stopped asking me out because they knew I would come up with some excuse.

 the first time I had an attack would have been when I was around sixteen. I was just sitting in class doing absolutely nothing that would have caused anxiety. At first it felt like I wasn't in the room, like my head was somewhere else. My heart started beating rapidly, I lost all colour in my face and I found it a struggle to breathe. My teacher was ready to call the ambulance, but he must have known what was wrong at some point. 

He walked me outside on the balcony, sat me on a chair by-myself and told everyone to stop looking at me and go back inside. He then handed me an orange (I'm guessing to get my blood sugar levels up) then walked back inside and on his way said "You can stay out here as long as you want, if you need me to call the ambulance or you parents just say the word."
Nicest teacher out. He didn't make me feel like a total freak, but to be honest I had no idea what was going on. In my mind I was dying and my teacher just handed me an orange. Goodbye cruel world!

I definitely am a lot better than I used to be.  I can walk up to someone and introduce myself, go to a party If I know one of my friends or family will be there, hand my resume to a manager at a store, look a stranger in the eyes and smile back and talk to someone while waiting in line. I still get that under-lying tinge of anxiety sure, but I've learnt to push through it instead of trying to completely stop it.

So, how do I deal with panic attacks & what helps me to calm back down?

When I'm actually having a panic attack, which doesn't happen as often as it used to.
 I find a few things can calm me down.
If you witness or are around someone when they are having a panic attack don't try to distract them with music or pointless questions, it doesn't work.
Every effort the person suffering from the attack has is basically focused on trying not to die, breathing and calming down. Not answering questions or repeating the alphabet backwards.

What works for me is removing myself from the situation, so if where I am is indoors, I will go outside away from loud noises and people, sit down in silence and focus on breathing. If my friends are with me we'll just sit silently for a bit and pretty quickly all is good again.

Another tactic I have developed to reduce the chances of having an attack is to get as many details about the place or people I will be with as I can. For instance If I'm going to a concert or something of that nature. I learn where all the exits are incase I need to escape outside if I have an attack suddenly, also where the bathrooms are and where security is.

I think everyone with anxiety has their own ways of coping and trying to prevent panic attacks, so do whatever works for you, as long as it's not self harming or unhealthy. I think the best advice I could say is baby steps. Anxiety doesn't stop over-night and you'll get to a point where it's not even a concern for you any-more, but to get to that place is a constant battle. So don't stop fighting.

If you don't have anxiety and are wondering what to do if someone around you does have an attack here are some of the things you should and should not do:


-Don't try to distract them by asking questions, your presence and silence is probably the best thing you can do.
-Do not try to force them out of the panic attack or get angry, it makes the person feel useless.
-Let them recover in their own time
-Don't start making assumptions about why they are panicking or how easily it is to snap out of it  because your cousins sisters daughters friend once had anxiety and did. Not so helpful.
-Do find a positive goal to focus on such as this person made it to the front stairs of the cinema, even though they didn't go in they still got half way, which is something that should not be discouraged.
-Remember that this person didn't choose to be the way they are, they're not purposely causing an attack just to annoy you, don't get angry or tell them how disappointed you are.
-Things not to say when a person is having a panic attack: "Just get over it" "You can fight it, don't let it win." "Stop being ridiculous!" "Why are you panicking you didn't even do anything". "There are worse things out there in life than panic attacks!" "you're not having a panic attack, its just nerves"

Instead just let the person know you are there for them and will not try and force them to do anything. Encourage them that they tried and remind them they will be fine again after 20 minutes.
A good idea is to have a code-word, so the person who has anxiety can subtly mention it in conversation when they feel they are about to or are having a panic attack.  
Often times after a person has recovered from a panic attack, their self-esteem is pretty much non-existent. They can feel ashamed, annoyed, depressed and fairly low at themselves. Encouragement and reassurance is probably the best thing you can do to a person who just had an attack.

Hopefully this post gave you a bit of insight or helped in some way.
If you are suffering from panic attacks, just remember that you are not alone and it's nothing to be ashamed of. You will eventually recover from it, never stop battling and taking those baby steps. It will not happen over-night and it's perfectly ok to put your health first.
Please don't lock yourself at home and think you can't live your life normally with anxiety and panic attacks. Keep trying.

Infinite x's and o's,


Elena

Thursday, 2 January 2014

2013 Flashback


2013, what a year!
A year full of lessons but also full of family,happiness, life milestones and steps in the right direction towards my future. I don't even know where to begin, but here it goes... 


January is all a bit of a blur, I was still deciding what I wanted to do with my career. I finally decided to sign up for a diploma of hospitality instead of completing my high school certificate. 
Also in January, our extended family from Victoria came over for a visit and we spent a week showing them the beautiful city of Sydney




                                                  (my cousin Matthew at Taronga Zoo)

In february I started my diploma of hospitality and made some new friends. The next few months are pretty similar to one another. I was going to classes, helping run the restaurant at our University (we each took turns at being the "Maitre D") and spending a lot more time drawing and making artworks. Probably more than I should seeing as though teachers would walk past my desk and comment on my note-taking skills. (Sarcastically because the entire page was drawings, FYI I was actually taking notes, they were on a separate page,haha)





Moving on to June, My Mum and I drove up to see my Dad while he was on a business trip further-in land and we spent a few days exploring the town. I did a few hours of driving since I was so desperate to get my license and had about 30 hours still left to complete. The end of June my Grandmother came to stay with us for a few months before she could move into a nursing home, it was a bit of a struggle for all of us but we got through it and Grandma is now enjoying her time being pampered and given 100 percent attention.




In August it was my Mums Birthday and one of the major assessments In my course. My peers and I ran the open day at our College and it was definitely a challenge. 


On september 4th I got my license! I was so nervous on the day of my test as I suppose everyone is but I got almost 100 percent. I was sure after the first 2 minutes going out the drive-way I had already failed. That lesson taught me to have more confidence in myself (as hard as that may be)


Towards the middle of September it was my 18th Birthday! At the start of the year I had started to plan a big party with all my friends, but I re-thought that idea seeing as though big parties aren't really my thing and decided to have an all-girls Breakfast at Tiffany's themed party instead. The night before the party a quite a few people pulled out. That's life and the people that were meant to be there came. It was an amazing day full of unexpected gifts and surprises (which includes the cake made by my gorgeous friend Jacki).







My brother also surprised me with an amazing gift, my canon 60d camera. He had heard me talking about wanting to take professional photos for a while and bought it for me. It was so unexpected  and I am so grateful he got it for me.

September also marked two years since I lost 35 kilos, which was a massive mile-stone for me, because I had managed to still keep off the weight.


In november I went to a few different open days for colleges trying to decide which direction I should go with my life and decided on Makeup. Brainwave! Why had I never thought of this before. I mean, I love art... and makeup so why not combine both.
I had actually wanted to do a Diploma of makeup a while ago but branded it as too expensive. After talking to the head teacher she explained to me that I wouldn't have to pay for the course as it is government funded and only when I am earning over a certain amount would I need to pay it back. I signed up, and starting getting excited about my future again.


To Celebrate my decision, I made another decision to dye my hair blonde! I'd always wanted to do it because well, I guess you always want what you can't have. I went to the hairdressers and got highlights in my hair, I loved them.. for the first day. Then after a wash, I had orange hair. 

(the day my hair was dyed, I won't show a photo of what it turned out like, because it was mortifying and frankly, I don't want to be responsible for someone's computer screen cracking)
After weeks of hoping my hair would return to its former-blondness by using blue shampoo's and asking the advice from different hair-dressers. I gave up my dream of being blonde and went back to the hairdressers for some boring brown dye.


 (back to boring brown)

Now onto the sorrow part of 2013. One day our dog decided she didn't like how our cat Hidy was looking at her and she killed her. I don't think she knew her own strength and I won't go into detail of exactly what happened but it was terrible and I don't think I'll ever be able to forget it. I'd grown up with Hidy as my cat and it was very sad to see her leave. R.I.P Hidy.



  December, Christmas Time!  Only this time, there was a new member added to our family, Zach. Now I have two gorgeous nephews and a cheeky niece (she's gorgeous too). We had our family celebration on Christmas eve like we do every year and on Christmas day had a small get together with family friends.


 

I was spoilt with presents and got a lot of things that will be useful to me in the future and when I move out, such as a brand new PINK kitchen-aid blender (to match my mixer) from my Parents. (they emphasised the sentence "this will be good when you move out".)



So that pretty much wraps it up, 2013 was one of the best and worst years of my life. I hope you all had a wonderful 2013 and have an even better 2014 filled with happiness and achieving your dreams.

Infinite x's and o's,

Elena