To Label Ourselves

well, i finally got my schedule straightened out. not that it matters or anything. but whatever. this year should be pretty easy. if i can make myself care enough to try...unlike last year.

well, kids, today's topic is labels!!! and not that kind you find on glass bottles!!! i looked goth up in the dictionary. i can't be a goth, i'm not german. course, i can't be much of anything (thought i'd say that before someone else did). but uhh, the encyclopedia says something else entirely. but that leads to more labels and i have now at this moment desided that it's not worth it to follow all of those links. however, neither of these things lets me understand what being a goth really is. i've been called that, often, and i don't really know why. just because i wear all black? or is there something else? i don't know. and what about punk? what is that? the dictionary didn't help, and the encyclopedia didn't either. so, what is that exactly, because what i thought of as punk was listed under goth...geez, i am so confused. hmm, i tried prep. i won't even put a link to the dictionary, it was useless. these things just aren't the definitions i thought they were. prep doens't sound like a derogatory word, but that's the only way i hear it used. as is goth. i guess all labels are just meant to be mean. to classify one person as something or other. because that person or group of people upsets someone and they must have a word to describe it. i'm guilty of using labels too. i think just about everybody is.

humans fear the strange and unknown. it must be qualified, labeled, and set aside. this makes us feel better, but it doesn't change what we have labeled, it changes us.