Labels...Screw Them.

So, today I was thinking to myself at this late hour (a redundant statement, I realize, but I'm keeping it), and I wondered.... Why do we as a society, or as humans really, constantly categorize or label others into subdivisions? What do we accomplish by doing this? Some form of familiarity perhaps? I've come to realize that we do it all too often, even when it comes to presidential candidates. Look at Barack Obama for example. Most label him as black, when in fact, he is both equally African-American and Caucasian. The main reason I point this out is because I constantly feel that we are limiting ourselves by the limits we box ourselves into. We think that because one person is this or that as deemed by society, that this person is forced to meet these imposed expectations and not stray away from this stereotype. In reality, all those who live in infamy for their great accomplishments throughout history are those who did not decide to think outside the box, for this "box" was imposed by our own doing, but those who refused to accept the ordinary and pushed these fabricated boundaries to accomplish greatness. So, I may be rambling as such (isn't that the purpose of blogs, regardless?), but I've just come to realize that I refuse to be categorized, classified or labeled.  I am optimistic and I am pessimistic; I am kind and giving, yet like every human, I am also slightly narcissistic. I am a contradiction to myself, just like everyone else. I am Andrew, and that's good enough for me. Is it good enough for you?