Who is your favorite person in this video?
Its my name: Marisa means "of the sea". I suppose it is suiting. I have always loved reading old diaries of distant lives. Here you can read my ongoing story, a log of riding a log (if you will) with musings, tales, poetry, jargon, secrets, cliches, whatnots and other pieces of my day. So next time you are stuck indoors, pull up a warm chair and read about the simple happenings of my life in the Pacific Ocean.
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February 1, 2013
March 25, 2012
Salty
Had the most lovely sunset session yesterday. Afterwords, I ran up to my apartment to primp for Mad Men night at the Pearl and decided to do something that only happens on the rare, rare occasion: straighten my hair. It seemed appropriate. As I ran my roommates iron through my mane, the remnants of sea salt began to smell something akin to dried kelp. I can run, but I can’t hide.
March 10, 2012
Last night I had a dream I was on MadMen. For school internship credit I went back in time (totally no big deal—kinda like studying abroad) and was studying the cultural dynamics of that time period in the work place. I had to blend in and become part of the system: not an easy task in an environment wrought with inequalities and foul play. But most of my worries went toward picking out an outfit…
