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Do you know such days? Days which you start all happy, with lots of promises you make to yourself? Then, as the day goes on, your promises slowly begin to fade as you realize that you're not able to keep them? That it simply is to much for you, your body or your mind? I had such a day.
It was about languages. I started this day with as a happy man. I was 100% sure, that one day, I'll undoubtedly be fluent in Japanese. Yeah, I know how that sounds, coming from an Austrian who speaks basically two languages, and knows two others good enought to get along. I mean, while the day went on I realized that there was a huge load of other languages which I want to be fluent at. Most popular examples include (in descending order):
See what I mean? And with each language I realized that I wanted to learn, the more disillusioned I was. Now it is evening, and I'm 100% convinced that I'll never no more words in Japanes than "hai" and "konichiwa" (I don't even know how to write those in Romaji, don't even speak of Kanji and Katakana, but I tried my best. T.T
With friendly regards,
a.k.a. Philip Auer V.T.