Thursday, October 29, 2015

The Holiday!

Not the average font colour, but hey, it's almost my favourite time of the year! Oh, this week's sweetie is...

Also known as Karen Vaughn, this amazing lady is the best mother, life coach, and most talented person ever! Love you momma!^^
Check out her blog here!

So my favourite holiday is coming up and I am super duper excited, but there's one trend that's popped upthat I'd like to address...

Now  before I start, allow me to share with you some vital information:

Halloween (or Hallowe'en, Hallow's Eve, or All Saints' Eve) is a yearly celebration observed on the 31 of October, the eve of the Western Christian feast of All Hallow's Day.It begins the three day observance of Allhallowtide, which is the time of the lithurgical year (the church year) dedicated to remembering the dead, including saints (aka hallows), martyrs, and departed religiously faithful believers.
Now, this is where things get interesting.
The tradition of trick or treating as it is known in America today was likely started by Irish immigrants to the country in the 1800s. By then the traditions of mumming and souling were more or less forgotten and unobserved back in Britain and Ireland. Trick or treating and general costuming were barely mentioned in American culture until after the 1930s. More than likely, the traditions of mumming and souling were somehow merged together in various festivities surrounding Halloween in America. Because the most common association with Halloween is that of honoring the dead, supernatural festivities became associated with the holiday. This eventually morphed into costume parties with partygoers dressing as various supernatural creatures. Halloween has long been a source of consternation for religious organizations, with many decrying it as a Satanic or evil holiday despite its partially Catholic roots.(Find the rest of the article here.)

So next time you hear someone say they don't celebrate Halloween because it's "Devil Worshipping", you can disprove them.

Another thing I've been noticing is the sexualization of female costumes. And everything is being sexualized!

From tacos

        Really?
To Chinese hot sauce,

C'mon now...

Now, I'm all for fun on the holidays, but when you also see people making fun of Latinos,

Eating Disorders,



And people's identities,

That's when it becomes a bit much people. I mean I don't want to be the person to tell you what you can and can't dress like on Halloween, that's not up to me, but please be aware that some of these things may be offensive, crude, or even triggers for some people. That being said, I'm simply going as something my mother loves to do, so she's agreed to help me this year (Thanks mum)! I will simply be: A doll.
Also, I'm not one to parent other people's children, but parents: also be aware that your child is your responsibility Please know that there are people who may want to hurt your child. It may sound dumb and clichè, but please be sure to check your kid's candy. if the wrapper is open, I would advise you not to trust it but hey, I'm not here to tell you how to parent...

So, the moral of the story is this:

Enjoy the holidays, but please be aware that some costumes may be triggers for someone going through a difficult time. Also, be sure to keep your child's safety in mind. Some people may try to take your kids, so always remember to stay close to the little ones and check for opened wrappers.

Happy Hallow's Eve everyone!

~Marzipan♥
An unfinished example of my makeup this year.
Happy Hallow's Eve everyone!

Saturday, October 24, 2015

The Job!

So if any of you follow my Instagram (@cutecoffeeandmarzipan, follow me if you so wish^^), you'll see that I had a short interview with a social media reporter named MarzelenAlyse* (which was a really awesome experience and I would love to do it again :P), and I said:
"There are a few changes about to happen in my life, but I haven't forgotten about my readers..."
So if anyone is now wondering what this not-so-drastic change is in my life, it is something so life altering and internet-breaking that there is no possible way for me to contain it:

I will be getting a job at Kmart soon.

Now for anyone who doesn't know what the heck Kmart is, it's pretty much a retail store that was founded by Sears during the Depression so that families could still afford food and clothes and all that jazz. It will probably be the worst job ever, but...well..ugh. Well, there's no other way for me to tell you except this picture I posted to my Facebook:
So there you go. It's not that I don't like kids, I'm just burned out and desire a conversation that isn't about the newest Nickelodeon shows (because First season Spongebob will always be the best).

Anyway, back to the topic at hand: yes, I will soon be getting a job at Kmart. Now, this shouldn't interfere with my blog posting because I will have to work my brother's schedule since I refuse to drive(that's an entirely different blurb for an entirely different time). I'm not totally excited...but hey! That leads us to...

The moral of the story, which  is:

Your first or second job is more than likely always gonna be pretty crappy. No one ever said that retail or fast food would be a fun job that everyone always wanted to spend the rest of their life doing. But chin up! Find something you're good at, get better, maybe take some classes in it, and GO!!

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Friday, October 23, 2015

The Favourites!

So before I start, I'd like to say, that my honorary sweetie of the week is...*drumroll please.....*



cheshirekat062191

 A proud, nerdy soccer mom, Susie Homemaker, and textile geek who enjoys a good Nutrageous bar.

Now, onto my randomness! *here we go!*

Um, to be totally honest, I wasn't really prepared for a blurb today, so I'm gonna tell you some of my favourite things. Kinda like the Sound of Music, but without Julie Andrews singing to you... somehow, this just got less interesting..Anyways, let's do this!

1.)Favourite colour
To be honest, I actually don't really have a favourite colour, but I do like bright colours paired with dark ones, like light blue and purple. Sometimes, I like to pair pastels like pastel blue and pastel pink because they remind me of candy^^

2.)Favourite flower
My favourite flower is the Water Lily, which in the language of flowers signifies purity and majesty and I think it's just a beautiful thing! A water Lily is also a July flower, so it makes sense that it'd be my favourite!

3.)Favourite scent
It really depends on the season: In the winter, I like the smell of cinnamon and peppermints because it reminds me of Christmas. Spring, I like the smell of rain and freshly cut grass. Summer, I like tropical smells like coconut, mango, and the smell of the beach, and in autumn I like smelling wood fires and marshmallows.

4.)Favourite candy
Like my favourite colours, I don't really have a favourite candy. If it's sweet and makes me smile (which most candy does), then I'll love it. However, I do have a favourite Lollipop: Pomegranate Tootsie Pops*.

5.)Favourite drink
I actually like to mix my drinks! No, I don't mean cocktails, but sometimes I drink Tropical Punch Kool Aid* with Mountain Dew* mixed in, but if I don't have and mixable beverages, I'll mainly drink juices and water.

6.)Favourite food
I like all kinds of foods, but I do like trying new foods! And cooking with my sister^^ Hi Kat, if you're reading this!

7.)Favourite fruit
Strawberries!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nom Nom Nom!

8.)Favourite Restaurant
All you can eat Chinese Buffets. 'Nuff said.

9.)Favourite Animal
I like all animals, even the slimy, slithery ones! I keep telling my mom that I want an iguana so I can name it Steve, but she keeps telling me no...

10.)Favourite book/author
So far, my favourite books are The amazing Book is Not on Fire* by AmazingPhil and danisnotonfire, Binge* by Tyler Oakley, and This Book Loves You* by PewDiePie. I just recently bought all three of them, but they are already my favourites. Stay sweet you four!^^

So there we go! No moral for today, sorry, but I'll try and think of a moral for my next blurb...

Anyways, tell me what your favourite books are and I'll check them out! And if you're into reading hilarious, random, but still very awesome books, I highly recommend the three books listed above!

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

*Note: No one is paying me to say this stuff.

Friday, October 16, 2015

The What?

So a term I throw around a lot is 'Xenophilia', and I frequently get asked what that is.

To put it simply, Xenophily or xenophilia is an affection towards something unknown or foreign. So, using my awesome power of words, let's break it down:


Xenophilia
                        "xenos" (ξένος)                       "philia" (φιλία)
              Greek for stranger/unknown/foreign             Greek for love/attraction
learn something new everyday, don't we kiddos?

Now  how did I come to proudly label myself as someone who is attracted to foreign mannerisms, societies, and people? That takes us back to my eighth grade year...*queue flashback-harp music*

I was just lazing around on the internet (not much has changed in that aspect...), when I came across the Books-A-Million website. Considering I could live off the sheer rush that a new book brings me, I decided to do a bit of browsing and stumbled across a certain genre I had never even heard of: Anime.
Before anyone goes thinking that I was some kind of arrogant tart when I was twelve (I might have been thirteen, I don't remember), you'd be quite wrong: in my sixth and seventh grade years, I was obsessed with geography and history, to the point where if you put a gold jackal-headed statue in front of me, I could tell you it was found in 1922 by British archaeologist Howard Carter in the tomb of Tutankhamen, the boy-pharaoh who ruled Egypt from 1332 until his death in 1323 BC, and the statue was of the Embalming god of Death Anubis, who was the god who helped to embalm Osiris after he was killed by Seth. I could also tell you that in Japanese culture, the "Seppuku" was a form of ritual suicide that involved taking a small knife covered in cloth and slicing the abdominal area from left to right. If a samurai did something dishonourable, they were captured in battle, or a battle was lost, they would usually perform Seppuku in front of a large audience.
With this eccentric form of Japanese drawing now captivating my tiny little mind, I strolled through the shelves of our local Books-A-Million with my family until I found it, a backwards comic book with red fonts and three characters staring into my eyes: Matsuri Hino's Vampire Knight. So naturally, I ran over to my mom and begged her to buy it for me, and she did (thanks, mom!). I finished the book in three hours, which was long enough to pump me up to learn about even more cultures, including but not limited to England, Japan, China, Korea, and Sweden.


...So..yeah...

Anyways, I know I throw a label on myself, but it's a label I'm proud of. It's not even people (S/N: people are more attracted to those with an accent), it's history that I'm attracted to. So, the longer and richer a country's history, the more interesting I find it.

So the moral(?) is this:

Don't let anyone label you, instead label yourself. Don't be afraid to say that you're a history buff, or you're athletic, girly, nerdy, smart, whatever! Be comfortable in your skin, be proud of who you are! And if someone makes fun of you for your passions, then compliment them on their passions!

Stay sweet everyone!

Before I end this, I'd like to say something:

In order to make these fun instead of making it seem like I'm just lecturing or telling random stories (which I am), I've decided to start picking a sweetie of the week! This week, leave a comment on this blurb telling me your favourite candy, and if it's my favourite, then you'll be the first sweetie!

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Thursday, October 15, 2015

The Call!

I'm starting to think that I'll never have a normal title for these blurbs...

Anyways, if you remember my blurb about my Gap Year, which was literally posted last week I think, I apparently left a good life lesson for the kiddos, according to my mother anyways. Let's flash back, shall we?

Don't feel obligated to go to college straight out of high school. No matter what anyone tells you, no one can make you do anything-you are your own person who is free to live their own life and be as happy as you want. If you don't want to go to college, then that's fine too! If you want to join the Army, then I salute you for your bravery and sacrifice! If you want to work at Walmart, then you shoot for that manager position! Your life is yours to control.

Good times...

Anyways, earlier this week, I got a call from a certain university and got some pretty sweet info about their online Journalism program! Yup, I've decided to do online classes. Why? Well, it goes back to me being an introvert, but there's also other factors that play into it. Such as:
1. I am constantly terrified of being alone to the point where I can't even stay up late by myself.
2. I live in constant fear of being murdered.
3. Room and board can be expensive.

And also to consider the fact that statistically, one out of every seven people you pass (it could be a classmate, a coworker, or even a complete stranger)is likely to have psychopathic tendencies. Feel free to now look at strangers differently!

So, I don't think that I can really tie a moral into this, but I'll try...

If you want to go to college but don't feel like you're ready to leave home, there are lots of options-Many colleges will have most of their degrees on an online program, all you have to do is ask around. Remember that no one can make you do anything, so never feel forced to do something that's going to cause you so much social anxiety you want to lay waste to an entire Walmart with a rusted machete.


Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Friday, October 9, 2015

The Talent!

These titles are really eccentric...

Anyways, does anyone ever ask you "Do you have any special talents or skills?" because if not, then they will and you can't just shrug and say "Well, I'm really good at scrolling through Tumblr and liking the posts that only deal with feminism and other social injustices." (If you're one of the feminists from Tumblr, then I know what you're thinking and please wait until you read the whole blurb before you hate me...)I used to have this problem, but...well, there's no other way to explain this than with a story:

For the longest time, it seemed like everyone wanted to know my special talents, and for the longest time I always did the same thing and told them the same story: "I don't really have any." Now for those who know me, I hate it when people ask me the same question over and over again, so what did Pan do? That's right: I began practicing things I liked to do, mainly writing. So for the span of like, five years I read more books, I looked up tips for writing, and I kept a journal where I noted all of my thoughts and any ideas for stories.

I didn't write my first "story" until 11th grade. I was in English class during Halloween, and the assignment was to pick a topic which theme had to be a certain vocabulary word. So naturally, people were writing one or two paragraphs, maybe a page and a half, but no. Not me.
I, along with my friend JD*, had written three chapters, complete with fully developed characters (Anna and Jonathon are my everything) and an entire plot (Jonathon will save his beautiful bride from the evils of his ancestors yet!). It earned me probably the highest marks I've ever been proud to get because my teacher actually nominated me for the National Yearbook award, in which I was the only one in West Virginia to receive that honour.

So the moral is this:
If you don't know what your talents are, don't freak out! Just take something you love (singing, dancing, writing, painting, whatever!), and just improve on it, and then when people ask you "Do you have any special talents or skills?", you can answer them with a smile and proudly say "As a matter of fact, I like to think I'm pretty good at _______, and I'm getting better everyday!"

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Thursday, October 8, 2015

The Gap Year!

So for those who don't know or simply didn't figure it out, I took a Gap Year. It may be seen as "lazy" in America, but low and behold I am a raging Xenophile and don't care about American standards.

So what exactly is a "Gap Year"? It's exactly what it sounds like: it's when you take the year after you graduate and don't go to school. Yup, I am currently not enrolled in any classes and don't plan to be until the next fall term. And it was my choice, my parents have come to peace with the fact that I am a high school graduate who will soon enough be moving off to another country. at least I hope they've come to peace with it, otherwise this is going to be quite a shock...

It's not that I don't want to do anything with my life, as I've said in my existential crisis blurb, I am an overly ambitious young adult. I just needed time away from the education system to figure things out, and this is what I have so far:
I want to work for a news station, if not abroad then at least on the West Coast (I don't hate the East coast, but I've just been over here too long and want to see something other than the familiar). This means that I have decided on a major: journalism. I've always loved writing and apparently have a talent for it according to my parents who are always happy to read whatever I write (thanks parents!), and I'm always happy to share the latest news, be it Korean, English, American, or otherwise.

So what's the point of a Gap Year? Well, people who's parents don't make 30 million dollars every year tend to lack the funds for a college tuition, which can run up into the millions depending on student loans, what college you're going to, housing, and supplies like books, which can be costly if you buy new, but why would you? Anyways, a Gap Year is usually when a high school graduate does things like work or travel. My gap year was spent more leisurely, as the most travelling I did was to the kitchen for food. I know, that makes me sound like the laziest laze to ever lazy, but...okay, story time:

I am an introvert. Not an agoraphobic, but an introvert. Don't get me wrong, I love being social and hanging out with friends and family and I absolutely love it when family comes in for a visit, but I tend to go into this anxiety-filled blur of crying and pain-filled yelps when I'm around too many people for too long, or if I feel like my safe haven (i.e. my bedroom) has been compromised. For example, a member of my family just recently died and my grandmother, two aunts, one of whom has a one year-old daughter, and my sister and her son were in for the funeral. My two aunts and baby cousin slept in my brother's room, and my grandmother, sister and nephew slept in my room. That put me and my brother out in the living room. Now, we have a very nice living room with a comfortable couch and love seat, but after about three days, I began to feel out of place, jumpy, and even sometimes I felt very agitated. This is because I'm an introvert. Whenever I feel like just unwinding with a good book or recharging with some mindless browsing on the internet, I like to go to my room and whenever I'm in there my family knows to knock, otherwise it's not a pretty scene.
Low and behold, I had three people staying in my room. No matter how many times I went in there, it did not feel like a safe haven, it did not feel like my quiet-zone, it didn't even feel like my room. So I had to wait an entire week before I had my room back. It was a week filled with sleepless nights, headaches, and crying in the corner of the bathroom floor. Needless to say, not my happiest moment. Not my darkest moment, but not my happiest either.


Introvert and all that aside, a Gap Year is basically just the year after high school when you work for college money, intern for marks on the college application, or travel the country/globe and do a little bit of soul searching. Mine was spent soul searching in my room because I lack funds to travel (for now anyways...)

So the moral is this:
Don't feel obligated to go to college straight out of high school. No matter what anyone tells you, no one can make you do anything-you are your own person who is free to live their own life and be as happy as you want. If you don't want to go to college, then that's fine too! If you want to join the Army, then I salute you for your bravery and sacrifice! If you want to work at Walmart, then you shoot for that manager position! Your life is yours to control.

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Friday, October 2, 2015

The Existential Crisis!

So I have been doing a bit of thinking these passed few days and thought I'd post this random drabble on the internet for many to see.

Now before I get started, allow me to tell you a story:

In my senior year of high school (which was merely four months ago), I was one of the ones that everyone held in high expectations - seriously, it's like the faculty at my school held me on this pedestal and if I so much as sneezed the wrong way, I was to be crucified. I was even expected by most of my teachers to know exactly what I wanted to do with my life before the wonderous day of May 28, 2015 rolled around. That was graduation, by the way^^

Okay. So for the longest time I wanted to be a teacher. Then I wanted to be an OBGYN (don't ask why because I don't even know), and then someone actually expected me to either be a nurse or join the Forces because my family came from a long line of medicine, coal mines, and serving this once great nation that makes me cringe because I have to call it home (not saying America isn't great, just not the best...). Would you even believe me if I said I even wanted to be a bio-medical or civil engineer? Because I did.

To set the scene: senior year, second semester: 

"Marzipan, do you know what you want to do yet?"
"Pan, you're running out of time to decide! Graduation is a few months away!"
"Go into the Army!"
"Navy!"
"Air Force!"
"VoTech for Med Assistant!"
"Teacher!"
"Model!" (we won't get into that...)
"Actor!"


All of these things were being thrown at seventeen year-old me! I was only a baby in the eyes of society and people actually expected me to decide what I wanted to do FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE! This kind of pressure actually pushed me to the breaking point multiple times, and I would actually get so stressed over it that I wouldn't eat (anyone who knows me knows that I. LOVE. FOOD), I was losing sleep, and as I was in theater class once I actually found a few grey hairs. GREY HAIR, at 17! So not only was it killing me mentally and emotionally, it was wearing my body down pretty hard to the point where my parents actually had to force feed me.
Now I bet you're wondering where this is going, and I'm getting there...

There's this little thing you have to do in 12th grade English class where I live called a "senior project". Basically, you take what you want to major in and research it, shadow in whatever field you want to work in, and then present an actual project. So for example, if you want to be a hairdresser, you have to research hairdressing in great detail, write an essay about it, shadow a hairdresser for ten hours, write and essay on that, cut the hair on a wig or, if they're brave enough, a real person, and present all of this in front of a class of thirty.

Here's the moral of this whole post:

I don't care if your 7 or 17 - no one can tell you to make up your mind because it'll more than likely end up changing. If you want to be a hairdresser because you like making others feel pretty, you may find out that five years down the line that you're an introvert and want a job that requires as little human interaction as possible... My point is take your time. Don't rush into things because someone expects you to have it all figured it out. You're young! Have fun, spend time with friends, join a club or find a hobby! But always be sure that you get that homework done!!

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥

Thursday, October 1, 2015

Introductions!

Hello everyone! My name is Marzipan, and I'm a bit of a newbie to this whole "adult-world" thing, so I figured I'd put all my adult failures and successes and all that jazzy-jazz! So before I do any of that, I think I should do a bit of an ice-breaker, and being the writer that I like to think I am, I like to think that I am merely the main character in this story. So what better way to introduce myself than my very own character sheet!

Full name: Maeghan Alyse Dixon
Nickname(s): MarzelenAlyse(pen name), Marzipan(given by one of my friends)

Age: I am in the 1997 line, and the youngest in my family^^
How old do I look? I like to think I look 18, but apparently to some people I look either twelve or twenty-two...

Favourite colour: Blue, purple or black
Least favourite colour: Pink (I'll wear it, it's just not my favourite)
Favourite music: K-pop^^ I don't have a favourite band, but most of the groups and people I listen to are either YG (BigBang, 2NE1), JYP (GOT7, Wonder Girls), among others (BTS, VIXX, B1A4...)
Least Favourite Music: American music; it all just seems the same to me (not hating on anyone's music choice, everyone's entitled to their own opinion!^^ please don't hate me..)

Favourite food: I love sweet things! Cupcakes, cookies, and especially candy!! ^.^- Guess I really live up to my nickname, huh?

Motto: Hakuna Matata! (It means "No worries")

Hobbies: Reading, writing, watching YouTube Let's Players like Markipler, Jacksepticeye, and Daz_Games and vloggers like AmazingPhil, danisnotonfire, Leslie Wai, and Tyler Oakley.

Hometown: Little town on the East Coast^^ (that's all I'm saying because stalkers are scary...)

Well, that's all the practical stuff about me, now for ten random things:


  1. I have had only one true love interest since I started high school.
  2. I get uncomfortable with too much unwanted attention.
  3. I am currently learning Korean and brushing up on my Japanese.
  4. My dream house is a flat in Central London with my friend.
  5. A lot of people think I'm from another country because I have an accent. I was born in the States, but since I speak two different languages, I sound foreign.
  6. My favourite thing to do is sit in my bed and watch YouTubers like Markiplier or AmazingPhil/danisnotonfire.
  7. I'm a bit of an introvert.
  8. I can say my ABCs backwards in less than two seconds.
  9. My dream job is to work at some kind of radio station or to have my own podcast.
  10. I want to go to school for either social media or psychology.

Wow, as I typed all those out I realized how all over the place my interests are... Mmh...

Anyways, that's me! Hope you guys will stick around on this crazy adventure into adulthood with me!

Stay sweet everyone!
~Marzipan♥