step outside, summertime's in bloom

I wish I was a talented Musician. It seems that everyone these days has got a Label on them. Everyone does. We got them all figured out right?
I always wondered what my label is...I guess I'm still trying to figure that out...I haven't found the answer yet.
I mean in high school we got everyone figured out right? It's the smart kids, who like to stay in class and talk about the latest fantasy book they read, or about the latest test we got back. Then it's the musicians who like to hang out at the toilets or like to hide behind trees to smoke ,then it's the groupies that always follow them, then it's the popular kids that usually like to hang out in the middle of the school porch or around the cafeteria, then we have the senior kids that usually like to hang out around their cars ,and we have us...I guess we're not really anything, I don't think me and my friends have labels. The thing is that me and my friends we're all so different. We have D, the beauty queen that is the most experienced when it comes to relationships, we have E that is the good student that should hang out with the smart kids but strangely enough she doesnt, then we have M who's the gossiper and the heart and soul of fun,then it's A who is kind of the follower and finally we have N the neurotic one that secretly each one of us would secretly want to get rid of...These are my best friends. And we're all so fucking different, so how on earth did we get stuck with each other? I often ask my self this question... You can't expect me to love them all, obviously i can't stand N, the neurotic one and sometimes D and A get on my nerves...
So my question is, how does everyone else sees us? What is OUR label? How can we have a label if we are all so different. And even if we have labels within us, what is my label? Why dont I have one? And what if i do , what is it?

So is it just me , or does everyone has a problem categorizing him/herself?


*school starts in 3 days and I cant fucking wait. I missed school suprisingly enough...