tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13151338392531287282024-02-07T22:15:44.914-08:00Tea & CupcakesMarikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-39962552160977724892012-03-18T10:56:00.000-07:002012-03-18T10:57:09.384-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf7OJrxzc1Lu-2TL5Kw7JQ-hF7pfOENh5DpvAoULmhNub4nJotHSjRLSF78LIq0GErtj3c8uAmpDHcKQM5sk96fZzP6hnCoWSlVSH0o5-T_fPqTOrr2xAtB_eUnrCOUZxHr8SByKbItus/s1600/Scan+7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf7OJrxzc1Lu-2TL5Kw7JQ-hF7pfOENh5DpvAoULmhNub4nJotHSjRLSF78LIq0GErtj3c8uAmpDHcKQM5sk96fZzP6hnCoWSlVSH0o5-T_fPqTOrr2xAtB_eUnrCOUZxHr8SByKbItus/s400/Scan+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721297682828289314" /></a>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-39869350313412000002011-08-15T18:19:00.000-07:002011-08-23T20:00:57.726-07:00Times, They are a Changing...
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<br />It's hard to blog when everything seems to be falling apart. Within the last week, so many things have happened and it's been hard to find the focus to sit down and write about them. But, now I'll try. Monday was rather uneventful as I recall. I mostly tried to deal with the work situation, and not faint from the heat. Tuesday, I made cinnamon rolls, which turned out pretty good, though they sort of fell apart during the rolling.
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<br />Wednesday, I finished knitting my cowl (cause, you know, everyone needs a toasty cowl during 90 degree weather).
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<br />So Thursday, I hung out with my mom as usual and later made some Black Bottom Muffins (chocolate/cream cheese) and actually made another batch a couple of days later. Some time during the week, I also went to Weatherstone with Dustin and enjoyed some tea, as we talked about his move to Arcata the next day. Also, I think on Thursday, Mom, M, and I wandered around Sac State and found all the buildings I'd be taking classes in. I bought a sweatshirt (30% off coupon) and joined the school gym. The gym was actually a great surprise - they have a wonderful floor full of "state of the art" cardio equipment! Anyway, I am now finishing this post a week after I started, so hopefully I didn't leave too much out. I think it's strawberry vodka time.
<br />Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-35210392315964807552011-08-08T15:17:00.000-07:002011-08-08T15:30:13.350-07:00Yesterday was a completely shitty experience. I spent the first hour of work in search of my schedule, only to subsequently discover that it was missing because my hours are being cut and switched... again. The amount of dishonesty and bullshit and disrespect that goes on there is astounding. So I wasted almost an hour being lied to about my schedule, did some work, went on break, did more work, was pulled into the office to be told that I will basically never meet these peoples' expectations, spent my whole lunch period bawling, and worked some more. After work, I went home and basically sat in front of the tv all night since I was too emotionally drained to do anything else. I made myself a Sidecar and began knitting a cowl/scarf. So far today, I've knitted more, and looked at a few possible employment opportunities. I have to work from 4-8:30pm today, but then I'm off for a few. I think I'll make some cinnamon rolls when I get home. Wish me luck at work...
<br />Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-66505268190424662882011-03-29T11:59:00.001-07:002011-03-29T11:59:24.879-07:00My school has always smelled the same. It's a mixture of cinnamon and soap and bodies. It's comforting and somewhat nauseating simultaneously. After four years the smell is so familiar, If bottled p and brought to me, I would know where that scent came from. It's funny... For me scents and music are the most powerful memory triggers. Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-54239003668712235332011-03-28T23:49:00.000-07:002011-03-28T23:52:54.896-07:00Considering blogging more consistently. I usually enjoy looking back on old journals, and though my life at this time may not make for the most interesting read, why not? I thought today how funny it was that (I think) the first time Patrick spoke to me he said something about me being "bad." Then I though how funny that is since that's the first thing I remember Mark saying to me. So hmm... perhaps it's a pattern: call me bad and I'll fall in love with you. Haha...Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-14642677123723070102011-02-27T20:49:00.001-08:002011-02-27T20:49:57.037-08:00Thinspiration<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/li7PN6W67Dw" frameborder="0"></iframe>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-65246822538566970262011-02-11T10:04:00.000-08:002011-02-11T10:06:09.232-08:00Love This. Ah, Paris!<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18886355?title=0&byline=0&portrait=0" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/18886355">EF - Live The Language - Paris</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/albinholmqvist">Albin Holmqvist</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-17948673248059292282011-01-19T13:26:00.001-08:002011-01-19T13:27:46.700-08:00This is Where and How I want to Live<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLm6Ga9dMnqMjXchFGgjWj-qdhkDzxHO4YwcbD5jaUA89e0ETkDqpQGDdb0-LM_JplW8yGTwZ0mNt6vbZ0rMQFlMACGebz2vy0Ql7AJTQCAf9uNhyqXBhu_zGWWzojf2EPGUhsRV2nhzN/s1600/the-paris-apartment.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLm6Ga9dMnqMjXchFGgjWj-qdhkDzxHO4YwcbD5jaUA89e0ETkDqpQGDdb0-LM_JplW8yGTwZ0mNt6vbZ0rMQFlMACGebz2vy0Ql7AJTQCAf9uNhyqXBhu_zGWWzojf2EPGUhsRV2nhzN/s400/the-paris-apartment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564011842106657202" border="0" /></a>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-69081698257993988412011-01-05T10:04:00.000-08:002011-01-19T13:02:39.479-08:00#2My first love was probably Matt Graves. I first met him in second grade. He had white blond hair that we wore long. It was soft, wavy and shiny and flowed over his shoulders, ending in curls. I remember him wearing overalls a lot. He was sweet but mischievous. I probably loved him right away. My mom remembers one Halloween when he apparently chased me all over school. I would get extremely jealous when he paid my friends attention and even stole a friends dress after he had shown interest in her while she was wearing it. Such an awful kid... He left after third grade, and I believe I was pretty heartbroken. When he came back to my school in 7th grade, I was so nervous and overjoyed. We took ballroom dancing and loved to swing dance together to the song, "Tequila." After class one day, he asked me on a date. I was so nervous, I said something rude and ran away, but later called him, and said I would love to see a movie with him. We ended up dating for about 4 months. After 7th grade, I didn't see or talk to him for quite a while, but I'll always remember my first love.Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-8862599211477421052010-12-29T22:10:00.000-08:002011-01-05T10:02:39.275-08:00List of Random Stuff I'd Like to PurchaseL'Occitaine Lavender Bath Fizz $32 <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">(Done!)</span><br /><br />The Laundress Delicate and Wool/Cashmere Detergents $19 ea.<br /><br />UO cropped white sweater $49<br /><br />UO Black Mini Skirt $38<br /><br />UO Ivory Ruffle Shirt $38<br /><br />Patterned Tights<br /><br />Some nice, super thin v-neck shirts in black, cream, white, and grey<br /><br />Clinique Mild Clarifying Lotion $11.50<br /><br /><span class="ProductTitle">Olay Regenerist Eye Lifting Serum</span> $18.99<br /><br />A Cute Teapot and Tea Cups<br /><br />Ikea Food Tray for Breakfast in Bed<br /><br />William Sonoma Baking Book<br /><br />Holga Filters and Lenses and Flash<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /><br />French Coffee Press<br /><br />White Bamboo Sheets<br /><br />New White Duvet<br /><br />Fig Scented Candles for Living Room<br /><br />Flowers for Living Room<br /><br />Lorina French Lemonade Bottle<br /><br /><br /></span>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-35068718530447350672010-10-03T20:46:00.000-07:002010-10-03T20:53:45.837-07:00#1My name is Marika Chelsea Andrews. I'm 21. I love desserts, my boyfriend, busy cities, and the rain. Not in that order. I'm a student and have been for far too long and will continue to be for more time even. I'm still not sure if I can be so impractical as to major in photography, like I'd like to. Partly, i think I'll never have enough skill or talent. I'm always broke and will be even more broke now that the government is taking money from my boyfriend for student loans. My life is rather boring, yet extremely complicated and busy. I hate that I'm so insecure and jealous and untrusting. I hate that I fear everything and obsess constantly. I hate that I am always negative and can never just be. I hate my anxiety and weakness. I love many things. I like photography and I like poetry, and I like feeling together, which I rarely do.Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-14866217022192272542010-10-03T20:45:00.000-07:002010-10-03T20:46:02.767-07:00Just Because<p>Figured I might try doing these. Maybe it'll make me feel more clear headed or better or something... maybe.</p><p>Challenge #1</p> <p>Day 01 - Introduce yourself<br />Day 02 – Your first love, in great detail<br />Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail<br />Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail<br />Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail<br />Day 06 – Your day, in great detail<br />Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail<br />Day 08 – A moment, in great detail<br />Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail<br />Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail<br />Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail<br />Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail<br />Day 13 – This week, in great detail<br />Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail<br />Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail<br />Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail<br />Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail<br />Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail<br />Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail<br />Day 20 – This month, in great detail<br />Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail<br />Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail<br />Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail<br />Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail<br />Day 25 – A first, in great detail<br />Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail<br />Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail<br />Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail<br />Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail<br />Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail</p> <p><br />Challenge #2</p> <p>Day 01 → Something you hate about yourself.<br />Day 02 → Something you love about yourself.<br />Day 03 → Something you have to forgive yourself for.<br />Day 04 → Something you have to forgive someone for.<br />Day 05 → Something you hope to do in your life.<br />Day 06 → Something you hope you never have to do.<br />Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.<br />Day 08 → Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit.<br />Day 09 → Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.<br />Day 10 → Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.<br />Day 11 → Something people seem to compliment you the most on.<br />Day 12 → Something you never get compliments on.<br />Day 13 → A band or artist that has gotten you through some tough ass days. (write a letter.)<br />Day 14 → A hero that has let you down. (letter)<br />Day 15 → Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.<br />Day 16 → Someone or something you definitely could live without.<br />Day 17 → A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.<br />Day 18 → Your views on gay marriage.<br />Day 19 → What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?<br />Day 20 → Your views on drugs and alcohol.<br />Day 21 → (scenario) Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?<br />Day 22 → Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.<br />Day 23 → Something you wish you had done in your life.<br />Day 24 → Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists and letter)<br />Day 25 → The reason you believe you’re still alive today.<br />Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?<br />Day 27 → What’s the best thing going for you right now?<br />Day 28 → What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?<br />Day 29 → Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.<br />Day 30 → A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself</p> ;Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-32161589191679910982010-09-22T17:06:00.000-07:002010-09-22T17:09:19.618-07:00Before Summer Rain<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZjOI9WQrGxccom5S7e8eePuJs3BhJ-mGl5mQMI23ffZl34YJ-rnqFArcFwTyCed1B2iwxkSMpRCHlDz38CBYcPpi6XBkZqjt_ukxmjPLVnHeDek0M6DLTp8UTbjVnm86YvnqO9g74gsq/s1600/Summer_Rain.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglZjOI9WQrGxccom5S7e8eePuJs3BhJ-mGl5mQMI23ffZl34YJ-rnqFArcFwTyCed1B2iwxkSMpRCHlDz38CBYcPpi6XBkZqjt_ukxmjPLVnHeDek0M6DLTp8UTbjVnm86YvnqO9g74gsq/s320/Summer_Rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519894213374257714" border="0" /></a><br />Suddenly, from all the green around you,<br />something-you don't know what-has disappeared;<br />you feel it creeping closer to the window,<br />in total silence. From the nearby wood<br />you hear the urgent whistling of a plover,<br />reminding you of someone's Saint Jerome:<br />so much solitude and passion come<br />from that one voice, whose fierce request the downpour<br />will grant. The walls, with their ancient portraits, glide<br />away from us, cautiously, as though<br />they weren't supposed to hear what we are saying.<br />And reflected on the faded tapestries now;<br />the chill, uncertain sunlight of those long<br />childhood hours when you were so afraid. <br /><br />Rainer Maria RilkeMarikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-22284922551281271892010-06-23T12:17:00.000-07:002010-06-23T12:19:40.223-07:00Busy Busy!Editing a million photos today of the baby shower I did a few weeks ago. Sigh. So much tedious work. Maybe I'll post some of my favorites in a bit. Oh how I wish I was lounging by the water in Provence, buying a bouquet of fresh lavender and making some bread. Hehe... Still waiting for a donation to my "Move to France" fund.<br /><br /><3Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-15142606943335150052010-06-02T08:25:00.000-07:002010-06-09T12:42:14.243-07:00Lovely Photos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzg9b398ADFmPUH9QZiUQjjix-JsyyySDWZlmd1kc8ea9aExzxUbd6gRI0YEyCkmGsBtIH4ATx9UUpFFRaRhM8NLOe06WMJtZ3JAy8IIMevc7vyKWcr5-QxVeCZxA4vfGqGfBAoy2CMyX/s1600/1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxzg9b398ADFmPUH9QZiUQjjix-JsyyySDWZlmd1kc8ea9aExzxUbd6gRI0YEyCkmGsBtIH4ATx9UUpFFRaRhM8NLOe06WMJtZ3JAy8IIMevc7vyKWcr5-QxVeCZxA4vfGqGfBAoy2CMyX/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480861256694991090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSduNz0WPlevywFf29cFwYxAEBEJBsYdAZHp1FVzn38-uoRTP5L4zDcnIVvzz1n8_CSwk3yzUs2Q5tg2at3xQkWvkXfq9Y1KlTRlQ7acGsbj5wVI58XN9-JMRuJEHxfPuH8JvoLnWZdY0b/s1600/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2Ocunxc_QCpeGdVHxof3DE-e9QR3vQzVyIAm-pylnCBUsiyXZvXDj2e8cbXTkIwF76FIeQzaam8JSRG-R4S-rKj9aFkIwaxHeExU2J2vyQlqEG9zWJ9ZxnhgXlLlwkFf_Doye5pwq1HnO/s320/26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857282865138994" border="0" /></a>Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-15326990501339913572010-06-01T23:13:00.000-07:002010-06-02T01:09:12.157-07:00The Summer of Mika!So, it's official -- I'm a mess. As peppy pipsqueak, Christian Siriano might say, I'm a "hot tranny mess." Yes, really. So, you (and I) may ask, "Well, what are you going to do to fix your messy self???" I'm still working on it, but I figured I would share my rough, rough, super-rough draft of ideas. So without further ado, I present to you, the first, initial draft of The Summer of Mika (Plan)! Aww, do I hear clapping? *Blushes* (Ok, I'm going crazy...)<br /><br />Summer of Mika Plan<br /><br />*Walking in the mornings 4x+ per week at least 30 mins<br />*Yoga at least 4x per week for at least 30 mins<br />*Eat more whole foods<br />*Learn to meditate<br />*Cook at least 2 meals per week<br />*Eat meals at the counter with my boyfriend -- try to keep tv off<br />*Play on the Wii which cost tons of money 3x per week<br />*Read at least 3 news articles per day<br />*Save at least $20.00 per paycheck<br />*Have sex with my boyfriend at least 3x per week!<br />*Take 3 or more photos every day<br />*Write in blog daily -- even if it's just three sentences<br />*Edit Europe and wedding photos<br />*Make Europe photo book<br />*Try a modeling job<br />*Learn more about music<br />*Read and finish at least 1 book per month<br />*Write my pen pal a letter a week<br />*Get vintage clothes tailored<br />*Learn more about digital photography, film photography, flash, and photoshop<br />*Apply for scholarships<br />*See friends more often<br />*Worry less<br />*Laugh more<br />*Love openly and endlessly<br />*...More to come soon!Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-21616474742570395682010-05-22T07:48:00.000-07:002010-05-22T08:07:37.406-07:00I'm currently obsessed with vintage dresses and "White Russians" with cherries on top, and have the money for neither. <br /><br />Also, I wrote a long, thoughtful post about my blogging history and my computer froze and all my beautiful writing was deleted. It wasn't very witty anyway, and I would prefer that I appear always witty and amazing. Hah... if only. <br /><br />So here it is! My first post. Ta Da! Now I must stop watching "Weeds" from my friend's netflix and go take a shower and try to be positive about going to work and not getting any.<br /><br />Kisses!Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1315133839253128728.post-23499539739033021412010-05-20T15:31:00.002-07:002012-08-31T15:21:27.270-07:00My Blogging Past and An Introduction of SortsIt often seems that every time there is a new change in my life, I start a new journal or blog. When I was in middle school, I started a journal to share with my best friend who I was somewhat in love with. I used it to keep in touch with him and other friends who I was forced to leave behind when I left for another school. The next year, I started a new journal in which I wrote about how tormented I was as a fourteen year old with social anxiety. I continued that journal into the next year where I first wrote about how tormented I was over still loving my best friend.That journal was close to abandoned the year after that since for the first time, I was in a relationship and was working. The summer after that year, I was finally officially with the man who I had been in love with for many years, and began college -- so naturally I needed a new journal. Three years later, here I am. Still in college, still with the man I love so much, and deciding that perhaps this journal will be a bit different. So, here we go! This journal will be my place for ideas, inspiration, crazy theories, stories, photos, love poems, and everything else I deem important. With that I say "hello," and your charmed, I'm sure.Marikahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03833414530400648166noreply@blogger.com0