Hedgehog's Dilemma

Time flies by so fast these days. It's almost October, and I feel like school had just started last week. In a month, I would have been in the United States for 11 years. Can't say how I feel about that, because it seems like my life in China was a whole lifetime ago, and I have lived here the whole time. Separate lives, separate stories.

For the greater part of my life here in the States, I have been playing catch up to the rest of the population. I feel content in my ability to assimilate. Still, at times, I will get hit with an unfamiliar subject that leaves me dumbfounded. Perhaps I like to experiment too much, I know of a lot of different types of people and their habits, but never so in depth that I assume that identity. Never have I identified with any cliche group in high school, I'm not a jock, not a prep, not even a nerd (I'm not that book smart). I detest the labeling system for many reasons, mainly because I don't like anything that restricts me to do certain things. I want to be able to do all the things I want, listen to all types of music, learn about different subjects, play hard when I can, and study hard when I should. I am the totipotent cell that never accepted the various chemical gradients telling me what I should become.

But maybe it's time that I choose an identity? I don't know. It is great having my freedom of being everything at once, but I find that it scares people a bit. They don't know how to approach me because they can't tell what kind of person I am. I am impossible to start a conversation with if you don't know me, because you can't tell what I am interested in. Those of you who know me know that I can talk about almost everything, except conversations that involve how to properly fist pump. But to most people, I don't fall under any preset mold of their vision of me, so they don't approach me as easily. What should I do? Should I find an identity close to me and focus on that aspect? Or should I keep on sampling every area of interest known to man?