My name is Elise. I am nineteen years old. I am bilingual. I really like orange juice.
I like to laugh. It's not always natural for me to laugh, but I do my best to be nothing but a positive force. I like to laugh at New Girl. I laugh at funny videos of kids. I think it's hilarious to butcher various languages for comedy. Holla. Me llamo Elise. Yo soy muy funny.
I also cry quite a lot. I cry during the 5th and 8th Harry Potter films. I cry during my feminist rants. I cry when I see old people eating alone. I cry when I unexpectedly encounter Scottish people. I also cry when people shout at me. Not as much nowadays, but always when I was little.
I live in the future a lot. Mentally, I mean. I often think about my husband. I think about travelling. I think about surfing in Hawaii. I think about flats in skyscrapers in New York with big windows. I think about my first rescue pitbull. I think about holding poor children. I think about boarding planes. I think about bumpy landings. I like to dream about all the good things that await me.
I like to think that I'm quite brave. But for there to be bravery there must be fear. I'm deathly afraid of the ocean. It's the only phobia I've identified. I'm afraid of touching people. Not many have shown an appreciation for that one of my love languages. I'm afraid of spiders. I think I had too much of them when I went to Tanzania. I'm afraid of telling people I love them. They don't always say it back. I'm afraid of heights. Or maybe falling, rather. I'm afraid of being myself with people. I've heard the word "annoying" used to describe me once too many.
I'm good at making friends, most of the time. I'm good at writing. I'm good at starting projects. I'm good at motivating others. Once, in a dream, I saved the king of Camelot by turning the people to his favour with a beautiful and very dramatic speech. I'm ambitious. I'm a hard worker. I love myself. I also give of myself.
I'm not great at running. I'm really bad at physics. I'm selfish sometimes. I bore easily. I'm absolute crap at going to bed at a sensible time. I don't do well with shy people. I'm helplessly attracted to "bad boys". Cringe, I know. I'm not very good at living in the present. I like to plan and dream and ponder. I'm also bad at housework. And relationships. Well, getting into relationships. I've never been successful at it yet. I'm not good at listening to songs all the way through.
All of that, and countless other things, make me. And I love me. I love me very, very much.