One day you finally make a decision about yourself. You pick out a label or two after a few years of watching and thinking ever so thoroughly about them, carefully stick them to the empty dotted rectangles on your shirt, and carry on as you were. Only maybe you're now a little louder, a few cents taller, and more 'self-aware' as the champions like to call it. And now the people you pass are always caught staring at that filled-up space on your chest.