I just came to say hello

During our lives, we go through numerous phases: the "I am such a rebel, I don't like my parents, I live out in the streets and I listen to Guns N' Roses" phase, the "I just discovered I am girl, I love pink, I won't buy something unless it has bows and small hearts on it and OMG little puppies are so cute!! -little heart inserted here but blogspot recognizes it as tag so imagine it-" phase and the "I hung out at places you don't even know they could exist, my playlist is directly from vimeo, mainstream culture is so overrated and you gotta hype me to be my friend" phase. And then there's the phase that you are called to define yourself and you realize that you are not able to do so.
Emo, shy, whore, metal. Everything used to be a label. Your childhood passed with you as a jar, almost craving for a label to be put on your shiny yet too empty for this era glass, only to get the feeling you belong on a specific shelf. The higher, the better. The funkier, the better. The most popular, the best.
But what about now? You suddenly are all alone on this shelf and you don't know what label is next. And how are you even going to name this phase? Is it the phase where you are emotionally stable to sincerely interpret your inner voice that has been screaming from the deep insides of the jar for years? Is it the phase where you are supposed to be the one who goes into the long and deep-meaning roads of inner self-search? For the ones who still get what I'm trying to say here, are we going through the "non-phase" phase?
They say "people change". I say "I beg to differ" or at least, "I am not so sure". Michael Jackson can change from black into white, Lady Gaga can change from female into male, transformers can change from robots into trucks. Even Justin Bieber can change from an untalented Canadian little girl to a music charts phenomenon (I don’t want to live on this planet anymore). Equivalently, you can have as many personalities as you wish (although not at the same time. That's not normal, that's way beyond normal. That's an official disease. It even has its own name, it's called “cuckoo”, “whacko” or “lunatic”).
However, at the end of the day, you are that same person, no matter your outfit, your music, your friends. There are certain qualities of your personality that will simply never change (yes my dear reader, you will forever be the awkward one or the one who always backs off BUT THAT'S OK). And what about the "non phase" phase? Well, let's say that it's the time when you realize all of the above, when you realize that you can like whatever, do whatever, hate whatever. Because guess what, you newcomer in the real world (mainly talking to myself, no offense):
Your task as a worthwhile jar is to fill yourself with beautiful experiences and worthy memories, not to put a fucking label on your glass


Now excuse me but I have to do a little chitchat with the other Joanna, I have neglected her for a long time and I feel really bad about it. My second personality says "hi"