In other words...

The only language I am able to speak, read, write, understand, and am proficient in is English.  However, I speak variations of the English language depending on who I am speaking to, the dynamics of the conversation, et cetera.  I would not necessarily categorize my disposition any different from what it is in school to what it is at home, at work, and/or with my friends because it really depends less on the environment and more on the relationship I maintain with the individual I am speaking with.  As with every encounter, there are exceptions.  Generally speaking, though, when conversing with anyone I deem to be my superior (an employer, a teacher, or a parent),  I try to be more reserved as compared to if I am speaking with one of my coworkers, a classmate, or a friend.  I would have to say that it is the same in the sense that I am rarely afraid or too intimidated to voice my opinion, but it does differ in that I try to filter myself more, especially when acquainting with someone new.
  
I do not recall exactly how I learned language in the way that I have, but I can imagine, first and foremost, my parents taught me a great deal.  But then again, I also have to take into consideration factors such as music, television, propaganda, being around other children, and various social environments.  Certainly my several trips to Disney World as a child must have had an impact.  From preschool, followed by kindergarten and elementary school, all the way through middle and high school; I believe all to have played a part in the vocabulary that I currently possess.
  
Language is actually an extremely significant part of my life, and not just for the obvious reason that I use it everyday.  But to me, words are such an intriguing unit of language.  The fact that with the proper knowledge of any given words definition, one can describe to someone exactly what he/she is thinking/feeling is amazing.  It aggravates me to no extent when I hear the phrase, “I don’t know how to explain it.”  My response then becomes, “Yes, you do! You just choose not to.”  There is not one word out there that one does not have the ability to piece together with others to give an accurate description of a thought or emotion.  Communication is crucial to maintaining a functional society; whether the President is informing US citizens on our economic status, one is arguing with their boyfriend/girlfriend, or a student is asking for help on a school assignment.  I would have to say that my personal language is rapping.  To me, rapping is an art form that allows one to manipulate words to create a message or a story.  I am creative with language in the sense that I absolutely love to create word play, similes, puns, metaphors, and everything in between.  I am also extremely sarcastic and have a dry sense of humor.  All of these things play a part in what makes me ME.  All of these things also involve the use of language and dialect.  So, yes, I would have to say that language is one of the most important aspects of my life, if not the most important.  In my opinion, knowing how to use language, communicate, and articulate properly has made a huge difference in my life.  Not only have I been better able to communicate an idea to someone, but I believe having an extensive vocabulary and knowing what you’re talking about gains someone more respect.  Not to get off topic here, but first impressions are a horrible judge of character.  Until you hear someone speak, and what they have to say, ones impression is invalid.  Don’t judge a song by its title.