The End of an Era, the Start of an Age…

Life, School

Dear Readers,

The end has finally arrived! Eight years of memories and of Junior School has drawn to a close. As for my emotions – they are mixed. Unfortunately, my family and I have made the difficult decision to move schools, and this aspect has certainly contributed to the “sad” aspect of my emotions. However, some excitement is the silver lining in my dark cloud. I do look forward to being in Senior School, with an entirely different environment and way of learning.

I’ve definitely enjoyed this year and my journey at my beautiful Junior School – an environment from which I have learnt so much! From the traits that the school encourages us to have, to the way in which we treat others, I have definitely learnt many valuable lessons that I will continue to show through my personality, even as I make the move to a new school.

But truly, even though I may want to feel these things, I am lying to myself. I don’t really feel anything. I am empty of emotions. It doesn’t at all feel real. 6 years in one environment and school, the end does not feel real – the reality of me never being a Rosie girl again not truly “clicking”. I will most likely never see many of my friends again, and others of them not as often as I’d like. But still, I’m empty – reality not having hit just yet. Literally. I’m empty of emotions and food. 🙂

So, as the end has come, I say a heartfelt goodbye to my beautiful school of which I will always remember and love, to my teachers – who have taught me so much this year, to my friends – I will miss all of you and hope to stay in touch with many of you! And to my Junior School self – remember to be yourself and stay true to who you are…

Lastly, I say thank you to all who have helped and supported me on my way towards Senior School and for providing me with the necessary traits and attributes that I will always value and hold dear in my heart. Thank you!!

Olivia, expression through the lens (and words!)…

 

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Chapter 2 – Oxygen

CYOA, Writing

Note:  Firstly, I cannot express my appreciation for my readers and voters who have contributed to the development of this story. Yesterday, I counted the votes and the results are as follow:

  1. II votes
  2. III votes
  3. II votes

Surprisingly, and with much relief, I counted that option b, that Audrey would enter her digital fantasy (Facebook) before a devastating accident… Please read on to discover what occurs of Audrey and her sister, Daphne!

Throbbing with hostility, my head is a 20 kilogram weight, thrust to the side, straining my neck with the excruciating effort of supporting it. I feel weight as the blood cells rush toward… the right – probably the cause of my head’s weight. Every inch of my body seems to ache, a sticky substance glazing several patches of my face. Processing my surroundings causes immense agony as I drag my eyelids… to the right.

I am directed in an awkward position, my left arm cradled to my chest, a deep gouge puncturing its skin. Blood gushes from the wound, a large metal splinter the intruder. My trembling hands reach to salvage the crushed metal – merely bloody hands, unexplainable agony and a strangled scream the result. I seem to be imprisoned in a disfigured metal entrapment that was my sister’s mini.

Daphne. Gently, cautiously, my head rotates towards the wheel, tears gushing from my eyes. My face stings as the tiny droplets make contact with numerous wounds. Her face is peaceful as the red fluid dribbles into and from her mouth. Her eyes, typically fluctuating between 50 vivacious shades of green lie dull, lifeless and rolled to one side. Her chest barely flitters up. Down. Up. Down. Flat.

Oxygen. We need the precious atoms of oxygen in an accident dripping with blood, and tragedy. As I reach toward her with my uninjured arm, the distant and relieving melody of sirens pierces through the air. Symbolising an accident. An emergency. Perhaps even death…

Now, the choice is yours. It is your choice on how I must backfill this section next chapter.

Since the vote from last week was option b, which suggested Audrey had been / was going to enter Facebook, this will be a common option throughout the selections.

  1. Audrey and her sister lost the coin toss. Daphne must drive to Aldi to purchase every packet of quinoa in stock. However, not 10 minutes prior, she had consumed her daily sedatives. Audrey must leave her plane to fantasy. As they drive to Aldi, Daphne falls asleep and crashes the car.
  2. Audrey enters her fantasy, called away by her mother who demands she go with Audrey to the Psychological Development Centre. She crashes the car as of stress.
  3. After being on Facebook, Audrey becomes aware of a party, and leaves for it on her bicycle. After her transportation device being destroyed, she requires her sister’s assistance and help. However, the car crashes as of Daphne’s psychological state.

Thanks for reading this week’s installment of ‘Saving Audrey’. Please do vote on what you would like to read next week! Sorry for not being able to complete the chapter, this “backfill” is my strategy to maintain your interest.

Olivia, writing on a whim…

Chapter 1 – Capital F

CYOA, Homework, School, Writing

Note: the overview in the previous post is merely my ideal story unfolding, however, you, as readers and voters, can redirect that story in any which way I present to you…

face..

The cursor flashes expectantly as I thump in the letters of my desired destination.

facebook

One word. One word chosen from an infinite amount. A sheltered, convenient escape from inevitable suffering and pain. That is all I need – my treatment – and then I will be hauled into reality once again, unpleasant veracities greeting me. As I snap my cursor to the suggested search of Facebook with a capital F, a blue login page welcomes me, the final stage of transit before I am plummeted into a fantasy.

Email or Phone: ninjagirl@blackbeltblue.com

Password:

On the Internet, I can be anything. No one will know. I don’t have to be the 13-year-old nobody shadowed by her suffering older sister, invasively nosy mother. I can be anyth-

As I reach to type my password, the hollow and frustrated sob of my sister suggests my comfort.

She’s crying, again. The arrow on my screen hovers over the red cross, imprinted in a desolate corner, and with reluctance, I hear the click as the boarding gate snaps shut. Instead, a monotonous mauve background burns my eyes. I flip the laptop shut and glance at the fluorescence of my alarm clock. 11:58PM.

She can’t sleep, again, stress seizing and tensing every bone. It’s as though she is relinquishing her sanity, when she encounters a stress attack. The insomnia has majorly affected her – Mum was told today that it has developed from an acute to chronic condition. But it’ll all be over soon…

As I nudge the door, I see that Daphne’s eyes are inflamed, burning the crimson red of blood as she weeps. Her body trembles in my embrace, opaque mascara dripping from her lashes. Across the room, a cluttered mass of studying material occupies her desk.

“Year 12 bugs, huh.” My pathetic attempt at comfort.

I don’t hear an answer. Just a reassuring squeeze that she hasn’t lost it completely.

It doesn’t stop till 1:07AM, when her bleeding eyes droop and mascara-stained lids enclose her vision. Our arms are wrapped around one another and we are one…

a) Audrey awakens in the morning, sprawled out on her sister’s bed, the house and Daphne’s bedroom vacant of its owner…

b) Audrey awakens in the morning, sits at her desk and enters her digital fantastical world before a devastating calamity…

c) Daphne receives an anonymous letter structured in verse, and its composer unusually familiar…

Olivia, writing on a whim…

Monotone Canvas

MyPhotography, Passion Project, Poems, Writing
400

Photo Credit: Olivia Cejnar (me!)

monotone canvas
painted
hostile obsidian
raven feathers
enclosing, protecting
wet acrylic
pure, rich black
one inconsistency
a dirty yellow moon
unfulfilled, floating
an accident
on a monotone canvas

Olivia, writing (and photographing) on a whim…

Passion Project – Wk 3

MyPhotography, Passion Project

Dear Bloggers,

Recently, I received a new Canon EOS 400D Digital SLR camera! In my latest post, I was explaining a few of the features of this camera and the lens I will be using. So over the past few days, I have been avidly photographing anything and everything I can lay the lens on.

From flowers, to animals, to a sickly yellow moon, I have been (perhaps overly) enthusiastic about this new camera and its open abilities. Even when I am experimenting with its capabilities (which are dramatically different from the small digital camera I owned prior) and making mistakes, I have managed to transform these mistakes into modest successes (if not masterpieces).

Saturday night in Sydney, the moon was an unusual yellow shade. So at 10.00PM that night, I ventured out, armed with the camera, a skimpy cream nightie exposing my skin to the unwelcoming and frigid night air. Since this was my first time with astrophotography, (let alone my first time holding a DLSR camera), I decided to begin with unplanned experiments.

Originally, my goal was to photograph a few clear images of the yellow moon, and perhaps a few photographs of the stars that seemed to be dappled across the universe. Easy! However, to master (for me grasp) the art of astrophotography proved difficult. Initially, I placed the mode to Manual, set the exposure to 10″ and off I went. However, to take crisp images at such a long exposure time was near impossible without a tripod. My photos came out blurred and trails of light were the result of my camera shake.

In order to reach my goal, I experimented with faster exposure times, ranging from 1/5 – 30″, attempting to discover the perfect exposure for the situation, settling with 8″. The photos remained blurry, as a result of the lack of any tripod. However, the trail of light began to catch my attention, and when I set my exposure time to 15″, the blurry trail transformed into ‘light patterns’.

From this, I gave up trying to take crisp moon photos and focused on making more patterns with the light. I realised this was the result of the movement of the camera, and, setting the exposure time to 8″, began to move the camera in patterns to make shapes with the light.

After doing this, I tried changing the aperture, where I discovered that the lower the f/stop number, the brighter the image. So I changed the aperture to F4.0. This setting allowed maximum light in making a brighter image. Later, I learned this is because the lower the number, the more light it lets in. This is why, in some photos, the image is whiter and brighter than prior photos. When I changed the aperture, the light transformed from a yellow light to a cleaner, platinum white.

At the time, I did not change the ISO, but have now learnt that changing it in darker scenes is agood idea. However, the higher the ISO, the noisier and grainier the image will be. I only dared experiment with ISO 100 to 400. So it turns out that a disappointing mistake has transformed into an unanticipated success! Experimenting with the exposure, ISO, aperture and shutter speed was definitely enjoyable and produced a promising result.

After this, and absorbing what I had learned about how I can adjust the settings to extract the most from the camera, I tried to take some crisp, clear photos of the oddly yellow moon and the stars (I am always amazed by them, they seem to be dappled among the infinite universe of blackness). As you can see, nearer to the end of my gallery, I have (barely) managed this, but have certainly improved from where I started! I have definitely learnt a lot in this one hour. You can see my (failed) attempts of star photos in the images that seem to be black. If you look close, you can just see a few patterned specks!

You can see my (failed) attempts of star photos in the images that seem to be black. If you look close, you can just see a few patterned specks! This probably failed because the photo would have only been clear if the exposure time was 30″. I was unable to access a tripod, and my shaky hands could not find a clear picture of the stars because of the camera shake. Next time!

Astrophotography will certainly be difficult to master ( in my case grasp), however, until I near it, playing around with settings will be fun! In the following post, I will be writing the poem to describe my favourite or most intriguing photo. Which do you find most interesting? Have you experimented with astrophotography before? Let me know!

Olivia, writing (and photographing) on a whim…

Passion Project – Wk 1

Create, Homework, Life, MyPhotography, Passion Project, Poems, School, Writing

Dear Readers,

eiffel tower passion

Photo and Editing Credit: Olivia Cejnar (me!)

May your imagination drive you towards your star. The star with your name branded onto it. Pursue that gleaming treasure, no interstellar experience required, for discovering your passion is worth each step. Some stars may prove bigger than those of others, but beauty is certain for all. Dream. Live. Love.
– Olivia Cejnar (me)

What might this mean for you? Whether you have decided on a career already, perhaps you are battling with yourself in the midst of selecting a lifetime wish, or possibly, you are determining which subjects you shall elect for middle school.

Pivotal decisions are inevitable in life, no matter the stage you may currently be within. However, the fundamental approach to persevering through these times is to bear in to bear in mind you. Train your eye to that shimmering star, the one that has your name scribed into it.

follow your passion

Photo Credit: daviddewolf.com

No matter how big that star is, despite how its reputation may be perceived in society, love conquers all. Therefore, be resilient, courageous, be bold and worthy of capturing your star. Achieve the dreams that you want. May this be anything that catches the path of your eye.

The importance of chasing your dreams and your star has been acknowledged in our school, resulting in a thorough and personal task to be completed over the course of 9 weeks. The project is regarding the subject of passions, and has proved quite a revolution in school projects / homework for us! Our accustomed view of tedious, tiresome homework has changed, and an innovative spark of stimulating and motivating ideas has created an animated attitude concerning homework.

passion project

Photo Credit: Olivia Cejnar (me!)

I suspect, after paragraphs of my rambling on about the importance of loving what you do and doing what you love, be eager to know what the project is! It is, in fact, a Passion Project (as you may have gathered from the image). This task is entirely personalised by the student, meaning that they may choose their project, so long as there is an educational value in the task.

One popular idea is to gather a portfolio of childhood recipes and create a cookbook based on this. The learning aspect of this is to learn how to cook, how to design an appealing cookbook and potentially how to create recipes. Another popular idea is to write a short novella, and for some, illustrate it. The learning feature of this project is learning the details of planning a book and the tedious process of writing it. This particular project incorporates many details that prove time-consuming, but exciting.

cookbook

Photo Credit: Exit Interiors

Initially, my mind was spinning with potential projects that I could choose, however after reflecting on these possibilities and summoning my introspective conscience, I decided that none of these particular projects proved correct for me. A few of my preliminary thoughts are as follow: After playing the violin for eight years and becoming fairly advanced, I thought I could incorporate my passion and adoration for music into my passion project. Such musical ideas included composing a violin concerto. I decided to discard this though, simply because this would prove to become less exciting than it seems, after the first few weeks. I needed something light-hearted and intriguing that I could become engrossed in throughout the entire period of time we were carrying out our projects for.

violin

Photo Credit: Olivia Cejnar (me!)

My second musical idea was to thoroughly research a small selection of composers (preferably composers whose pieces are already in my Suzuki book) and put this information into a suitable sized book. Following this, I would prepare a piece from each composer to perform at the presentation day. Being who I am, I would find the latter part of project slightly embarrassing and daunting. I did consider simply taking this part out, however then the project would become slightly dull.

Similarly to many other girls in my class, the idea of writing a novella did appear in my mind due to my passion for writing and ‘painting with words’. Despite this adoration and sense of tranquillity when I write, I have never seemed to have the will power to write more than five to ten pages of a book! I have since discovered that descriptive, free verse poetry is the writing that I love. You can view my poetry and photography in the posts below, and in the category labelled ‘Poetry’.

passion is the key

Photo Credit: Olivia Cejnar (me!)

From this idea and a sudden love, if not obsession with photography, I developed my Nobel Prize winning project solution. During the holidays, I discovered this photography obsession of mine, from my mum’s iPhone (8megapixels) to my Dad’s Samsung Galaxy S4 (13 megapixels) to the (fairly rubbish) 12 megapixel digital camera. Using a digital camera is easy and takes photos that are fine even perfect for a family simply wanting to capture memories without any hassle, but I wanted more, I felt restricted by these cameras and not having the ability to experiment with aperture, shutter speed or ISO.

Photo Credit: pixabay.com

I wanted to incorporate my passion for writing and poetry with photography. As you can see if you click on the ‘MyPhotography’ / ‘Photo Editing’ categories, I have been taking macro shots with the digital camera and uploading it to my blog. As an addition to this, I have found wonderful inspiration and have discovered poetry photography, or photography which is written about and described using free verse photography. A few of the blogs that have acted as an inspiration to me include: The Ancient Eavesdropper Raindrops, Passion Through Poetry, Nina Joan, The Darkroom Nerd and more… See my blogroll for more.

Long story short, I have decided to do poetry and photography as my passion project. The learning aspect of this is that I will learn how to use an SLR camera and demonstrate these skills by taking photos and experimenting with aperture, shutter speed and ISO. I will then be writing free-verse poetry about these photos and posting it on my blog. For the presentation of the project, these posts will be put in a portfolio and made into a book.

Keep posted to see my project develop!

Olivia, writing (and photographing) on a whim…