Sunday, November 30, 2008


you were longing for freedom. You thought, when I grow older I'm gonna be free, I want freedom I need it. All of a sudden, you grow up and you have that desired freedom. How are you going to deal with it? now you have no limits, no restrictions, you can do whatever. Was it better when you had rules? where you happier then? is your life a complete chaos now? in this case, what do you want? what do you expect in life? what do you need? you have everything but you still are empty... it seems that your inner peace is gone... will you get it again? who is ruling your life now? is freedom good? if not, what do we need? will be ever be happy?

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Do you know what you want?

Sometimes you say what you want to do and people believe you. However, this is not what you really want to do, but the others do not know. It is then when I ask why? are you aware of what you're doing? what's the point in lying to yourself? because after all, the others will forget about it, but what about you? do you believe what you say? and after doing things are you happy with them? given the chance would you go back and change it? sometimes I don't really know what I want, I don't know where to go. Sometimes I know what I want but I don't have the strength needed to go for it. Shall I leave everything and follow my instincts? is it worth living an unhappy life? shall we take al possible risks but do what we really want regardless of society? leave the world apart and be yourself

Monday, November 24, 2008

Reflections of this last year

It was a Sunday when I officially ceased to be an underage in the US. My 21st birthday meant that if I went back to the United States I would have no restrictions, because I would not be an underage any more. I thought I would not get any immediate profit from that because I would not go there for a long time. How wrong I was! This past year has been very important for me for several reasons. First of all, I was appointed president of the students in my university, which meant that I had a huge responsibility in front of the other students. I started travelling around Spain in order to represent my university and I discovered my addiction to travelling. I was in the 4th year of my degree and I learnt a lot about other people and life. Undoubtely, it was a great experience which enabled me to understand how the real world works. I also went to London on holidays, where I realized being fluent in English might be useful, especially if you get everything stolen and you need to write down a report. When I look backwards, I see it as one more experience in my life and I try to grasp the nice moments of that trip, which were a lot. It was Easter when I visited Paris for the 2nd time in my life, I really enjoyed it. However, the best event in my life was yet to happen. One day, I was surfing the internet when I found some information about Harvard University, I started reading about it and I thought about going there. How could I do that? I read about summer courses there and they had some in Linguistics. Should I try and go there? It would be a dream come true, and so it was. From that moment on, my life changed. I was going to Harvard!! I was more interested in my degree then because I knew I would have a very special summer. By the end of the year there were elections but I knew I could not be the president again. I really enjoyed the experience but could I keep on doing so? I knew it was no possible and sometimes you need to choose. In some days, the course was over and I could prepare for summer.
It was the 20th of July when I left Barcelona Airport to go to Boston. I spent the whole day travelling, I was going alone somewhere for the first time, which was even more exciting. Would I manage? I did! I arrived at Philadelphia Airport and then around 1 am I reached Boston. I had booked a hotel, and I was terribly sleepy! The hotel was great and I got some rest. The next day, I went to Harvard University in order to get some information about the campus, the schedule, where I had to go... For me, the campus was huge and I didn't know where to go. I was living at Eliot House, which is the most beautiful of Harvard houses. That afternoon, we began our classes and it is when I fell in love with that university. I met a lot of people there, and I enjoyed my time. For me, it was not only a chance to learn but also I change to find myself. It was a personal challenge, I was alone there so I had to rely on myself and that's it. I was also alone in my room (I was the only one in the whole campus!) so I had time to think. I came back as a new person and I learnt a lot about Linguistics. I found out what I wanted to do and what I would never do. I learnt about life and I learnt how to rely on myself. It was the best experience in my life... (to be continued)

Sunday, November 23, 2008

The value of Friendship

Sometimes I wonder if we really appreciate what we have. In your life, you meet many different people but a few of them get to know you. Some people of that small portion become your real friends, and among them there are some that know you better than yourself. I was lucky, in that sense; I met that kind of person who got to know me better than me. We've shared some of the best experiences together; we've also helped each other when in trouble... we visited my favorite place in the world together again… and she was there when I forgot who I was… Do we say what we think? Shall we say to those persons how important they are? This is something that should never remain unspoken… so, I utter it today… for you, my best friend.

Sunday, November 16, 2008

being different means...

There's something going on but you are not part of it. What's it all about? I don't know. Do I belong to that society that leaves me aside? Which is 'my' society, then? Am I part of it? Does it care for me? can you belong to somewhere that rejects you? What's the point of society? Are you allowed to be different? Not in the one I know. Is critical thought encouraged? not at all, I am afraid. Can you have your identity defined? are you like the "rest" of the world? if the answer is not, then you're an abject: someone who is rejected for being different. This society wants us to be slaves, we have to be all the same, with no identity, they decide what is fashionable, and what is not. What is "Normal" and what is "Abnormal" and if you don't agree on that, don't worry my friend, you're part of that minority known as wierd people, but it is this minority that is to lead our society, someday.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Dualisms and identity

What's the true nature of humankind? Can we affirm we are all made out of dualisms?
Who are we? do we know our own identity? Is duality inherent to humankind? Can we define something without thinking about is opposite? No matter what we think about, it would not exist without its opposite counterpart. This is because we are made of dualisms, and so is the universe. Dualisms are present both in nature and in the construction of identity, i.e. the recurrent dichotomy self/other. This is why we need the others in order to construct our own identity. The individual is very important, but they will not even exist without their surrounding, the community and the other... In order to understand the world, the first thing you need to do is to look inside yourself. It is only when you know your true nature that you are going to be able to understand the world...

Saturday, November 8, 2008

What's the point?

Sometimes there's a situation that seems stronger than you, then you surrender, you get angry and you cannot control it. You behave in a way you wouldn't under other circumstances but you can't help doing it. Finally, you come to terms and realize about your attitude... You stop and think what's the point? What did you get with such an attitude? you don't need to answer because you already know it... Sometimes not only there's no point but also you break something(someone's feelings, something inside you, whatever...) and once it is broken there's no way back. Think twice before you do something because life doesn't give second chances...

Sunday, November 2, 2008


sometimes we think happiness is like an object. Objects can be bought, you can have them at home, you can see them everyday if you want and you can use it whenever. However, happiness is not so... you can neither buy it, nor possess it. You have to get it, in order to be happy you need to accept yourself, you need to see the other's good intentions instead of judging. You also have to get rid of prejudice...
This is why, happiness is a challenge and once you get it, you have to keep it, because its value cannot be measured...
Have a nice day!