Turning 21, labels and yes, ... work, what else

The labels I made at work... and part of a healthy foot.

Work is giving me an enormous sense of self-satisfaction. I hope it doesn't run out.

In other news, people like to ask if I'm Malay and then comment on my un-Malay-like speech tendencies.

I have yet to figure out how to positive-fy this.

Even my English is rotten. Omg, I'm practically useless at language.

Oh and I turned 21 exactly seven days ago. So yay for me. Or not. Depends. See, I can't point and laugh at other people and say 'Haha I'm not even 21 yet, you oldie!' But I can also put it to good use and say 'I'm 21 already! Let me make my OWN life-changing decisions!!' I dunno. You guys have been 21 a year longer than I have *cough cough*, you should know.

Philosphical question of the day: Are people who push their limits masochists at heart?