roaring like a lion.

well, it's that time again. i'm staring at the globe, ready to go go go. 

and so it begins. my little bird is calling me to kayak, hammock, and eat mint chocolate chip tomorrow, but i'm afraid that it won't be enough. 

i suppose i should thank God for my restless spirit, but i wish He would show me where to go. (the east coast would be nice).

yep, that's me. because i can't be normal. 

there will come a time when love doesn't break your heart. 
-hello, mumford&sons, you're kind of my favorite. 

i hope you're alright.

i love this tee shirt. too bad it sold out on etsy before i could ask my mom to buy it (teehee). 

so, due to recent events, my heart was broken, and for about three days i felt like i was dying. i just wanted to sit in the dark and stare at the phone. but i didn't. and after taking some time talking, listening, walking, rollerblading, singing, writing, wandering, laughing, crying, swimming, reading, and even hammocking, i decided against it. 

and today, at the fairest coffee shop of all of the land, i decided to not stop loving. 

in fact, i'm going to love even more. i'm going to become an even bigger goofball than i am now. i am going to think deeper, sing louder, dream bigger, and give everything i have away. 

because sitting in the dark is not an option. 

artifacts.

today, while my writing has been moved to the back burner, i wanted to show you my loves. 
the first was music, in which is now "ella's garage" (hehe, i love garage bands) and now for my second love, interior design. this one snuck up on me, i was in denial about this interest until i realized my favorite television show was "9 by design" and all of my "future coffee table books" (see, i'm even planning my future house) were about designs of the interior (the selby is in your house, domino). 


what i'm about to show you doesn't exactly fall into the design category (it's not curtains or a ceiling fan) but an ad. at college, in my white walled dorm room, my options were limited, so one weekend i tore out all of my favorite magazine ads and taped them to a wall. think of it as an accent wall, if you will. only with magazine ads and not paint. 

meet gramma toots. i have no idea where she came from, nor what the advertisement was, but she is hands down my favorite. i plan on framing and carting her to every dorm/house/room i happen to live in. 


i'll admit it, i'm not one for classical music, but i love this song or piece or whatever the correct terminology is. i just know that it is yet another one of my favorites, and something i can relax to. 

ella's garage.

hello!


i don't believe it will come as a surprise when i say that music is a rather enormous component of my life, therefore i have an awesome taste in music (to me anyways). last night, as an attempt to meet new, hipster friends at a coffee shop, i threw out a couple of band names to see if anyone would turn around. they didn't. so i have taken another approach, why not post my favorite songs of the moment on my blog. 


i can't say that this song is my favorite, but i do know that it is about to have a major influence in my life. 
i'm a counselor for high school camp this summer, and i've been stressing about how i would teach a group of girls that they were pretty (i've seen their facebooks, they are beautiful) when i don't believe that about myself. 


and then this song was playing on the radio this morning when i woke up. 


"don't you know you're beautiful" by seabird. 

mr. blue,

don't hold your head so low that you can't see the sky. 


in the words of diddy, welcome to my homecoming. and by homecoming, i mean summer. 
 but before i show you my "summa time" to-do list, i want to post my "so long, savannah."


"leaving on a wednesday"

cash in change at walmart (i saved 16 dollars in coins this year!)


rollerderby (the savannah derby devils hosted a bootcamp, just call me sarah nailin')


spanish oral exam


work all day 


pack the car (a real life game of jenga)


clean the apartment 


give florence to megan (florence meaning the "florence and the machine" cd, megan being my bff)


and now, drum roll please, the greatest list i've ever seen since my schedule for finals, 

"summer skin"


add to my skirt collection


sit by the pool and do nothing


go to camp


become well versed in music and blogs


be the star of my own cooking show


run kid run


brush up on the world of literary


find a use for the soda bottles


learn how to apply lipstick


say hello to north carolina 


act (be mistaken as) like a french woman. 


and finally, 

"cinderella, don't go to sleep, 
it's such a bitter form of refuge.
don't you know, the kingdom is under siege,
and everybody needs you."


a line from "dustland fairytale" by the killers, which is most certainly a favorite song of the moment. 


(just so you know, there are three (3) music videos hidden in this post,)

how drew barrymore changed my life.

consider this post a part two of sorts from the last one. 

for i have finally written an author summary!

can you believe that? i have been terrorized by writing an author summary!

because i'm an author!

ah!

but anyways, as i chatted with the editors of the literary magazines, they mentioned the idea of me writing a series. 

i thought, no way jose. i can't write  fiction. forget that. 

but then they kind of laughed, and told me that i have already started a series of sorts. 

i seriously thought they were nuts, my essays are like my dishware, nothing matches. not even a little bit. 

but then they said, "ella, dude, you write about boys."

i almost fell back in my chair. that thought was preposterous to me. there is no way in this world that i, ella greer, had enough boy experience to have already written a series on them. 

but alas, it's true. and i'm pretty sure you're nodding at the screen right now, because you know it's true as well. 

so there we go, the new york times can hire me now, i already have a column ready for them. 

but in the mean time, here is my unofficial author summary: (p.s, i had to write it in third person)

Ella Greer is majoring in English and Communications. Her interests include frozen yogurt, roller-skating, lower case letters, and dinosaurs. Her English class essay assignments have shown her that being socially inept is actually something she’s really good at. Inspiration behind Ella’s writing stems mainly from class assignments, music videos, movies such as “Whip It” and “Napoleon Dynamite,” and her high school yearbook. When Ella is not writing, she is usually eating frozen yogurt or learning the dance to “Single Ladies” by Beyonce. 

because i really wish i could be as brave as this kid. 

it's saturday.

tonight, i don't have the usual format of a post, because 


(wait for it.)


some of my essays have been accepted to literary magazines! 


therefore, i spent every waking moment trying to write a summary about myself (which makes me feel weird.) you know, the summary at the end of essays that tell about the author. like they only live organic, wear rain boots without socks, have three chickens named after characters in russian literature, and get inspiration for their writing after staring into the sun for a full three minutes. yeah, that kind of summary. 


BUT. i do leave you with a list i have just recently created. it is the ultimate list. it is a list of all the things i would do if i were to find myself at home alone for the night. but in reality, i kind of do them all the time. but i am also spending the night alone. so bummer. 


things i'd like to do tonight:

drink empress of japan 
(because i'm fancy, uh)


sing. loudly. (in the shower.) 
preferably britney spears. 


paint my nails. 


write a novel about awkward one night stands, peyote, three piece suits, mangos, and a man known as pepe. 

learn how to dance like beyonce.


save the galaxy from impending doom. 


pen an indie song about sweaters, beer, and summer love (that always goes wrong). 


and then go to sleep. 
the end. 


this song is rather fitting. don'cha think?