i make no promises

well, school has started again. for my younger readers (holla!) you all know what i'm feelin right now. it's like a strange stew of excitement and anxiety and laziness and gossip girl marathon withdrawal.

as much as i'd like to believe it, my life is not a sitcom. and that realization just makes it feel all the more bland (though truthfully it's quite far from that.) sometimes in conversations when i run out of things to say, i wish it would just cut away to a different storyline.

i feel perpetually unsatisfied which only makes me more restless. i think this is something they call "puberty" in human development class. i vaguely remember going over it, but symptoms include sudden bursts of emotion, excessive crying, a longing for "something more" (though you'll never be sure what that something is), and general frustration with yourself and the world around you. i'm told it'll pass. at this point, i'm not so sure.

i recently had to interview my godmom for a class project (a giant report all about myself. i should just print out pages from this blog and turn those in.) one thing that made me giggle was that she said when i was younger i always used to light up when someone would talk about clothes or desserts. some things never change.

xoxo
ella

p.s. i make no promises as to how many times i will say "holla" in the future. take it or leave it.