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My Outlook on Life

“You've gotta' dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt. Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.”

This really sums up how I wish I could look upon life, every day. Sadly it’s really hard to be positive all day, every day. Well, maybe it would be really obnoxious, being super happy and positive ALL THE TIME.

I find I do my best writing being somewhat depressed, okay okay, not depressed, misunderstood and moody might be better terms to use... but I’ll never really admit that. There’s something more romantic with the “tormented artist”. Who wants to be a grumpy writer?!

School’s rolling along nicely, I’m always surprised come October when things have mostly just fixed themselves. All the angst and hair pulling in August seems so unnecessary right now, but I know I’ll do it all again next summer. Who says you have to learn anything? On the other hand I have trouble finding time for writing, I just walk around getting ideas and being grumpy (sorry! tormented) and wish I could type away on my laptop instead of correcting essays about Language Death.

Did you know that in about 100 years from now, over half of the world’s languages are believed to have died out? That means we’ll go from 6000 (or is it 7000?) to about 3000... That’s A LOT of dead languages!

Don’t worry guys, English isn’t on any death list (neither is Swedish), but still... it’s really quite sad. Because what we sometimes fail to realize is that with every dead language a whole culture, and sometimes a whole group of people, will have died right along with it.

Suddenly my not getting to write on my novel doesn’t seem like such a big deal, it’s not like my language will die if I don’t get it published soon.

(I can’t get a straight answer as to who said the words of wisdom I have at the beginning of my post… feel free to tell me should you know.)

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  1. According to Wikipedia, the quote is from William Watson Purkey.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Watson_Purkey

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    1. Thanks, hope we can trust Wikipedia on this one. ^_^

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