My journal

When I first started writing the journal, it was weird since I'm not an open person so the fact that I had to work with my first thoughts and go straight to the jugular was a strange thing for me to do. I've had journals before, but I couldn't discipline myself to write in them. I always thought it was a waste of my time and that it didn't contribute anything to my life. Through the process of writing this journal I've learned that writing is a good pleasant way to know yourself better. I figured out that my best thoughts come at night and when I'm on a desk better than any other place. I also learned that I cannot write in the morning. My mind is totally blank, full of hate and complains. I thought I hated writing that maybe it was not my "thing" and that I would be bored of it after the first week I started the journal. And suddenly, I found myself writing in public places, shutting everything in the background and just writing my soul out in the notebook. As of today, I have 35 entrees, which is great considering I started the journal later than everyone else and I don’t think I will stop writing in it. I really like having a place to express my feelings and see how my mind works. At first it was hard to follow all the rules, because I over think a lot and it was hard not to stop writing and letting every first thought in the pages. But after a while, it got easier and now it’s something I can do naturally. I believe its impressive to read what you've written, if you follow the rules, and observing how your mind works and how personal you can get if you do not resist yourself in writing what you are actually feeling. So I encourage anybody who reads this to keep a journal, and at least write in it 10 minutes a day, every day and you will learn so much about how your mind works and your real emotions at that moment. For example, one time I was pretending I was fine with everything, that I was alright and that the situation that had happened to me had not affected me in any way. And after that, I started writing in the journal with this sentence “Today, I'm feeling fine (…)” and at the end of that journal I figured out how mad, hurt and sad I was. I wrote 5 pages on how mad and disappointed I was. I would've never admitted that to myself if it wasn't that I was writing non-stopping and eventually it came to me admitting that I was not fine at all. So as you can see, writing in the journal can be a really helpful way to stay true to yourself. 

I really don't want to share this

No Title

The suffering, the crying, the fighting,

The fear, the feelings, the hurting,

All the time invested,

Is it worth the pain?

Is it worth the effort?

Will we ever be again?

Or will it all be regret?

To live with loving someone

Who stopped loving you;

To an unsaid goodbye;

To lose a relative to a cancer

That ate away their brain or heart;

Is it worth it to live this way?

Or is it better to go away-

To a faraway place

Where everything is new and

There is no pain

It’s a mystery, this place

We’ll never know how it is-

Unless, we are there.

But is it worth it?

To take a chance

To leave everything

behind

For this unknown place-

And a new meaning for life?

I bet it is

Why a room with a view?

Some people may think that social structures are important, and are needed to keep a society "running". And apparently, in the movie "A Room with a View" it's an important topic. What I could mostly understand was that because the man the protagonist loved was foreign, she couldn't be with him because that would've been a total scandal and downgrade to the woman’s family. And in England, in the time setting of the movie, the lowest at the social structure pyramid were the foreign. I believe this is totally pathetic, and people should be with the one they love no matter what. I mean, she obviously didn't like the man that asked for her hand, but she still continued with the engagement because it was going to be good for the family name (or I guess). But she was with another person, and you are telling me it’s alright to marry someone you don't love just for social status? But this was a different time and place, so who am I to judge the lifestyle they had? To be honest, I saw the film twice and I didn’t find another social problem apart from the one I stated before. So if you did found something else, and you feel like sharing, please comment below what you noticed and let me and other readers gain from your knowledge.  

What I really liked about this movie was the way I interpreted the title. We can see that when Lucy and her aunt arrive to Italy, they are given a room with no view, and some gentlemen and his son gave away their room, that had a view, to the ladies so they could be happy, and also because they didn't need a room with a view to feel better. Well, I think the room with no view represents the protagonists closed world. It represents her life before she met her new lover, how she saw the world; just plain 4 walls and that was it. But then, this new lover gave her a room with a view, to see something new and beautiful of the world. A view that inspires her to get out of her comfort zone and don't follow the already established social structure. So, this new man gave her reasons to be true to herself and the one she loves, to not settle for 4 plain walls, but to look for a room with a view to be remembered that there is more to the world that we may think.