I've been wanting to watch this movie for a while. When I saw the trailer, I was intrigued by this monologue of the heroine of the movie. It goes:

'I thought I understood it. But I didn't. Not really. Only the smudginess of it. The egoness of it. Only the idea of it. Of you and me.'

The scenes of the movie also seemed like something I would like. So I watched the movie today. It was warm and real. I could relate to the feelings they felt because of my experience. Even though mine didn't end up as theirs, I think the feelings and stresses we felt were the same. Maybe for me, the guy wasn't the right one. I wasn't supposed to be with him. If I were, or if we felt something strong for each other, we would have found some way to be together like they did. But I'm not regretting anything or complaining about not having a happy ending like their story. I am merely stating the fact and telling the story of what happened.

The reality of getting a visa and violating visa and also looking for a new job made the movie a better one. If it was just about two people from different countries falling in love and getting married and live happily after, then it will only stay as a movie. However, no matter what, being with someone you love is the most important thing, I still believe.

I was eating my lunch and looking for a movie to watch and suddenly wondered why there are top comments in almost every social website. Then I came to the thought that everyone wants to know what the majority thinks. But I think the opinion of every person should be listened and counted as well. Not majority of the people will agree but brilliant ideas might come out from a person and it can be ignored. Almost all the geniuses disagreed with the norm and they changed the world, didn't they? Just a thought.

I just came back from an Irish pub called WOS near my school and I am thinking to myself, I feel just so lucky to be here. When I couldn't go to the university in Bristol, I was so disappointed and depressed, and never thought that my life would turn out to be good again. But look, everything here is amazing and I love it. People are nice, the lifestyle is amazing. I am just so glad I came here and I thank God for the opportunity he has given me. There always are reasons for things to happen, and he might have wanted me to enjoy this amazing life in Paris so he didn't let me go to Bristol University. I feel like I can actually live my whole life here in Paris, occasionally traveling around other countries. Actually, I might even go to Barcelona or Oslo this April. I am really excited about it. I have lived in London and I have never felt this way. I was mostly stressed because of all the work and financial problems. Now I'm more relaxed and enjoying the real student life, not the extravagant rich international student life in London. And my love for art here can be expressed an acknowledged by people so that is amazing as well. I am going to exhibitions and maybe concerts later for cheap prices. I am meeting so many people from so many different background. You just have to be open to accept anything, then you will enjoy your life to the best. Again, thank God for giving me this opportunity to experience all the things I am experiencing now.

Love

Lizzie.

These days it seems like I am reading and watching many things that teach me good lessons. As for today, I watched a movie called 'Desert Flower,' which was recommended by my dear friend Michelle. When I first saw the cover, I saw some cat walk shots and thought it would be some chick flick. But Michelle told me a different story. She said, 'It's very sad.' I thought, 'How can a chick flick can be that sad?' With my doubts, I put the DVD in the CD-ROM and waited for the movie to begin. When the first scene appeared, I realized that this was not going to be some chick flick about the fashion world. I was drawn into the movie the whole time I was watching it and finally when it ended, I had to wipe out some tears I had shed. A long sigh, followed by a plaudit: 'What a great movie.' After everything was done, I searched for the model, Waris Dirie, desert flower, and found a picture of her smiling with the actress/model in the movie. Then I realized that the actress and the real model actually shared the experience, and could understand each other from the deep. Maybe that was why the movie was such a success. It made me think that there are so many different types of life out there in the world, and I am just a nano piece of it. I tell myself and people around me that I have experienced so many things through travelling around and meeting people from different countries. Yet, I am still just a little frog in a well, who got to have a small telescope so that I can take a little glimpse of what is out there. I really thank Michelle for giving me the opportunity to be exposed to what is really going on in another part of the world. It has been an amazing experience, as if I actually shared and felt the pain of the girls in Africa who go through female genital mutilation. This afternoon could have been mundane and insipid, but this movie added a color in it and made my heart warm. I feel again, how happy I am and how I should treat everything and everyone with appreciation. And again, I learned a good lesson.

Hi everyone. I have settled in Paris quite well. Everything is going great, it seems. I have sorted out my university problems, my housing, bank, phone, and even transportation card. Paris is a great city and I would love to go around here but right now, I am relaxing at home, watching many movies. Last night, I watched a movie called 'We'll Take Manhattan.' It was a movie about David Bailey, the renowned innovative photographer of Vogue, and Jean Shripmton, the most beautiful model in the 60's. I have never heard of both of them before I watched the movie but instantly fell in love with them afterwards. After watching the movie, I gave it a little thought, and came to the conclusion that I will never really be a real artist. Well, at least if I don't change. I love everything about art, but to be an artist is something different from just loving it. It requires courage, and being different from other people. In the movie, Bailey takes pictures in places that can be regarded as absurd and even rubbish. But his brave actions actually brought the fashion industry a whole new world. So, my point here is, you need to be brave enough to be different from others to be a real artist. I always want to do so, and I always just think about it, but I actually never carry it out. I think too much of how others will think about me if I acted differently, while I hate those who only does whatever everyone else does. I am such an ironic person, yes. But doesn't everyone hate those who have the same personality as them? Life is full of irony.