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수요일, 2월 11, 2004
so. as we speak, nay type, i am less than half an hour away from getting to the event du jour of the night, i can't believe it's not cheese, also known as icbinc, but that's just as complicated, if you ask me. after playing my punk-ska-indie-emo-whatever else i have on my computer music, i felt sufficiently alternative enough to run my eyeliner over my eyelids more times than normal and exude that not-so-run-of-the-mill, against-the-grain-not-to-mention-all-of-society look.

don't get me wrong, i'm not saying that i'm play-acting here. there are just too many stereotypes from where we're from, to the extent that there is a tangible need (on the part of others) to put labels on people and literally box them up. why can't a person change their image to suit their mood? i remember once i was asked why the hell i was wearing those skater trousers that i like to wear sometimes. when i asked why do you feel the need to ask that, the answer was oh, because i thought that you were the preppy sort.

ok, fair enough. but the mind tends to wonder: why is it that people so often get sucked into the maelstrom that is the social scene and slap labels on others judged mainly by the things they wear, or the music they listen to. is it socially acceptable to like the dashboard confessionals and s club 7 at the same time? i do (well, sometimes anyway), but that doesn't stop people from putting me, along with too many others into a common pile and segregating us into categories. it's all a bit frustrating, if you ask me, because if that holds true then a lot of us are indeed as simple as we appear.

maybe it's because of the juxtaposition of activity that this day holds. earlier in the day there was the ultimate girlie recreational pastime: shopping, while the night is potentially to be filled with everything that is non-mainstream and not to be found on your local high street.

it's pretty much a clash of interests, which has its own beauty, and satiates the mind and the senses, but sometimes it makes one seem like a poser, because crossing the barriers that separate are made out to be insurmountable. i can't justify the labels, and making an individual feel uneasy about being themselves seems to be the way that society deems acceptable. is it right then to judge someone based on what is outside, despite the fact that underneath, everyone is special? to put people into broad categories just for the sake of convenience seems to be the way we get rid of clutter in our lives, but well, the venn diagram had faults with it too.

it's a circular question, and it's hard to change the way people think, or to make someone see you for who you are after they've formed a first impression in their mind. i don't think i'll ever find an answer.

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