So this irritates me SO much.

Why do people have to fall into a category.
I am not a teenybopper and I don't sprout the whole "I'm so unique bullshit". But what I do sprout is why are people fitted into a compact category.

Who says a girly girl doesn't eat like an absolute pig at a restaurant and can lead an army against a zombie apocolypse. Or or that this serious All-A guy, glasses, freaking masters in bloody applied mathematics might still love boozing and be a... boss model.

Okay, intelligence is bloody sexy so ya. Sorry.

But here's my theory on it all. There's like... this whole giant cacophony of characteristics and we all just have picked out a series of a hundred million.

So how in the hell can we all fit into one neat, orderly cube. We're like this messy, weird fingerpainting that a 3 year old did with no shape and 5 million edges and colours all smooshed into something beautiful.

Yup.

We're pretty fucking awesome and too awesome to fit into 1 simple category.