bunniblu

What Type of Fruit Are You?

Fri, 10 Apr 2009 16:49:35 GMT

You Are a Banana

You are mellow, easy going, and a total softie on the inside.
People find it really easy to get along with you. You suit most tastes.

And while you're very sweet, you're not boring or ordinary.
You have an attraction to the exotic, and you could show up anywhere... doing almost anything!

You are spirited, energetic, and a total kick to be around.
You're also quite funny. Your sense of humor is on the goofy side, and it fits you well.

What Type of Fruit Are You?

Sun, 15 Feb 2009 18:03:42 GMT

This Morning:

Mom: Gaby, Have you begun your homework?
Me: I've begun to think about beginning my homework.
Mom: *facepalm*

At Lunch:
Mom: Homework?
Me: You speak such a strange language, I understand most of what you say but then you use some really foreign words like: homework, chores, and school.
Mom: ...
Me: ...
Mom: ...shut up

Haha, I have a bunch of homework DDDD:
I haven't started at all...
I hate homework, whoever invented homework sucks.
;_;

Stuff

Sat, 31 Jan 2009 01:28:26 GMT

I swear there isn't anything in the world half as beautiful as an El Paso sunset...
The whole sky looks like it's on fire, and anything it touches bursts into flames.
The leaves on the trees shimmer a great red, and look like a big old match.
The sand shines and glistens like diamonds, and the houses across the border light up,
The Rio Grande shudders and evaporates a little faster.
Even the wind seems to hold it's breath until the sun is gone,
And then everything gets dark in seconds.
The dark is so thick you wanna wave your hands in front of your face to ward some of it off.

I fell at school today...
It was actually kinda funny, in that it-hurt-like-a-bitch-but-damn-that-was-funny kinda way :D
I had to limp all the way from the portables to the library for my next class in five minutes flat, I must have broken some sort of cripple olympic record or something.
Heheh, I must have looked like a drunken duck the was I was waddling down the hall. XD

♥
Thats all thanks

WTF!

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 16:03:08 GMT

Yesterday at dinner...

Mom: Wanna hear a joke?
Me: K
Mom: I don't really remember the punch line, but maybe youv'e heard it before?
Me: Maybe
Mom: Ok, so what do you call nuts on a wall?
Me: huh?
Mom: Walnuts :D
Mom: what do you call nut on a chest?
Me: ...chestnuts?
Mom: Yeah! What do you call nuts on a chin?
Me: Chin...nut?
Mom: I think this is where the punch line is...
Me: So you don't know how it ends...
Mom: ...
Me: ...
Mom: >//////< Ooooh, I think this is a diry joke...
Me: *faceplam*
Michelle: how did it go again?
Michelle: so Nuts on a wall, walnuts. Nuts on a chest, chestnuts.
Michelle: Sooo, nuts on a chin, blow job. C:
Mom: Oh yeah! That's how it goes...
Me: O.O
Mom: O.O

Michelle is eleven!!!!!!
Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! She shouldn't know terms like that!!!
And she most definatly shouldn't understand a dirty joke before her older sister!!!
>.>

Tue, 06 Jan 2009 21:14:32 GMT

Haha, that quiz is waaaaaaaay off :D

On the other hand:

What the fuck! Breaks over!!
Didn't it just start like yesterday!?!
I have a bazillion homework assignments to dooooooooooooo!!!!!!

*cry*

Happy meme x 2

Sat, 13 Dec 2008 01:33:41 GMT

Haha, I forgot to post something for the happy meme yesterday xD so I'll just make todays twice as happy.
So Yesterday I got to sleep for the first time in three days :D Made me verrrrrrrrrry happy, sleep is good, very very good.
Today is Friday and if that isn't enough to make you wanna dance around the house to Christmas songs with your cat in you pajamas
I don't know what is.
I made cookies today C8 They were so yummy, especially with a tall glass of fresh cold milk. Plus soon as I got home Winnie gave me a little kitty kiss ( you know when your hugging them and they lick the tip of your nose ♥).
We finally put up the tree, which means we get to spend the weekend decorating it with candy canes, nutcrackers, and those pretty little glass ornaments.
Today was the last day I will ever have to suit out for PE in my high school life :D
I'm just in an all around good mode.
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
p.s. also the icon I used makes me giggle XD

p.s.s. this made me smile www.girlamatic.com/comics/monkeys.php

meme

Thu, 11 Dec 2008 01:44:28 GMT

K, so something good that happened today...
It got so cold I could see my breath :D And I got to make like I was smoking a pretend cigar C:
I got to walk to starbucks during lunch today, I ordered a cinnamaon apple spice ;D It was soooo good.
And my Orthodontist said that if I wear my rubber bands I'll have my braces off in no time xD ( plus she found an extra tooth growing in the back of my mouth, we named him bob)
♥

Things that made me happy today

Wed, 10 Dec 2008 05:57:29 GMT

1. Post about something that made you happy today even if it's just a small thing.
2. Do this everyday for a week without fail.
3. Tag 8 of your friends to do the same.

Haha, Okay so the wonderful cruzle tagged me like a forever ago, and I'm just now doing it. XD
Okay so something good that happened today...hmmm...ummm...
Oh I know, the interweb started working again, so I was able to post his :D
Haha, and it started snowing today! Imagine snow in the desert XD Made me extremely happy, even if the snow didn't stick, and only last like 15 minutes at most.
Plus I was sick today ( okay so that's not too good) which ment I got to stay in bed this morning, and drink tea and finally had enough time to read Emerson's essays for English C: In fact I'm a bit ahead now, so that was good.
And writing this meme reminded me of what a nice day I had today, and but me back into being in a good mood.
♥
p.s. I tag anyone who wants to do this ( yes I know I'm cheating ;D)

Thu, 04 Dec 2008 04:05:38 GMT

She was pretty sometimes.

If you saw her in passing, or out of the corner of your eye.

But look at her face too long and it would fade away.

You would notice her cracked lips, the bump on her nose,

The gap in between her teeth, and hair in places it shouldn’t be.

Talk to her to long and you see the metal on her teeth,

The way she stumbled over words and the smell of her breathe.

But listen to her too long. Really listen.

You’ll find out she loves children, and can think for herself.

She’s always prepared for trouble, and will fight if you hurt her loved ones.

That she’s always looking for someone just as lonely as she is.

Listen to her too long and you don’t notice what she looks like.

Too bad no one ever listens, maybe then someone could tell her

She always was pretty.

Haha, feel free to completely ignore my attempt at free hand :D

The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Tue, 02 Dec 2008 00:46:27 GMT

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next four to seven sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest [unless it's too troublesome to reach and is really heavy. Then go back to step 1].

The prince unbolted the door, opened it, and - stepped back in amazement, startled out of his wits. Nastasya Filippovna stood before him. He recognized her at once from her portrait. Her eyes flashed with annoyance when she saw him. She walked quickly into the hall, pushing him out of the way with her shoulder, and said angrily, as she flung off her fur coat:
"If you're too lazy to mend the bell, you might at least wait in the hall when people knock. There, now he's gone and dropped my coat, the oaf!"

Haha, from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky :D It's pues basically a Russian novela with a bunch of characters C8
♥

Tue, 14 Oct 2008 22:16:47 GMT

Grounded from computer till Friday.
See ya then!

Fic: Morning Routine

Mon, 01 Sep 2008 06:19:03 GMT

Haha, thought I would try my hand at writing :D ~~Tony thisistony and kinda-but-not-really Binni binnin are completely to blame for this.~~ This comes from the same universe as this and this.

Title: Morning Routines

Characters/Pairing: Gokudera and Yama, kinda 59/80

Rating: G

Summary: Goku has been put in charge of watching over a little three and a half inch tall Yaman :D

Notes: Warning: Fic made of all kinds of phail and super short, un-betaed, and OOC Goku-mother henning

The hemming of the coat was a bit lopsided, but that was okay, it would keep the idiot warm all the same ( no way in hell was he going back to that doll store infested with those stupid, giddy, giggling, airhead girls). Holding the navy pea coat at arms length, Gokudera took one last look at the little garment he spent a good four hours making. The afore mentioned hem was slightly longer on the right side, and the large mismatching buttons had all been taken from his various button-downs (just the last button, easily hidden from view by a clever tucking in of the shirt), the thread he used was a bright sunny yellow, and the little pocket he had sacrificed his fingers for took up a large portion of the jackets left side, but he was an explosions expert not a damn tailor. Feeling slightly proud non-the-less Gokudera pinched the coat between his bandaged fingers and walked over to Yama’s makeshift tissue box bed.

“Oi, Yama. Wake up”, he whispered gently prodding the tiny person to consciousness. Gokudera waited patiently as one blurry eye blinked open, closely followed by the other. Yawning widely and arching his arms over his head Yama climbed out of the box rubbing his eye with a balled up fist and smiling sleepily.

“G’morning, Haya-maman”, flushing at his title the green eyed promptu mother scooped up his ‘son’ in one hand and the day’s clothes, set aside the night before, with the other. Grumbling protests to the questioning of his masculinity, Gokudera started his morning routine of making breakfast for 1 ½ (though puling his hair back into a pony tail and wearing a pink apron didn’t exactly help in convincing Yama he was the epitome of manliness), washing and brushing what needed to be washed and brushed, wrapping themselves in their winter apparel (Yama’s completely handmade from his crocheted cap and scarf to his leather and velcro booties) and calling hasty good byes to Uri over their shoulders (“Guard the apartment Uri, and fucking kill any shitheads who try to get in” and “Haha, see you later Uri-sama”) they scurried down the street to walk the Tenth to school.

Omake:
"Are you sure it was a good idea to leave Yama with Gokudera-kun?" Tsuna asked worriedly, watching as said person tossed Lambo out the window.

"It's fine" Reborn explained, "He has a weakness for small cute things".
"B-but Lambo!?"
"I said, small and cute, not useless and annoying"

lD

Mon, 25 Aug 2008 00:15:41 GMT

I start school tomorrow. I kinda don't wanna go, I mean I'm just so used to waking up at 1:00 pm and lazing the day away, but on the other hand it means a break from my boring schedule so *shrug* who knows.

I got my drivers permit D:
Usually that's something to be happy about but I just know I'm going to run someone over or cause some sort of public damage ;_;
plus I always figured that I would learn to ride a bike before I learned to drive a car.

But that's just me being a brat so I'm sure I'll have gotten over it by tomorrow XD
♥

OMG. Not again!

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 15:27:18 GMT

So my family wants to give vacation one more try, and so I'll be leaving to some last minute resort ~~Haha, god I don't even know where it is we're going D:~~ in a couple of hours. See you in three days or so.
♥

School Schedule

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 03:58:15 GMT

:D
I got my school schedule today! I'm finally going to be a Junior, and frankly the thought is terrifying.
So my schedule looks like this:

First Period: Pre-AP Spanish (easy) with Ms. Greenier
Second Period: AP English with Mr. Keen (He's the fun odd ball teacher at school who had his goatee dyed pink last year)
Third Period: Tech Sys with Ms. Mendoza (This is basically just computer stuff)
Fourth Period: Tennis with Coach Peden ( I had him last year for P.E. and he was mean ;_;)
Fifth Period: Physics With Mr. Herrera ( He's also the coach for the soccer team and has amazingly beautiful eyes)
Sixth Period: Algebra 2b with Mr. Carlos (I took the first semester last year)
Seventh: US History with Mr. Shugart ( I had Mr. Shugart last year for World History, he was cool and it was a plus that he liked me :D)

So Since I'm just one year away from being a Senior, I've decided I need to become more mature which means:
1. No more sparkly nail polish, I'm moving onto solid colors!
2. Learning to ride a bike without training wheels (I've already started this one if my scabs and bruises are anything to go by)
3. Eating healthy foods three times a day (No more skipping meals because I'm to busy or tired)
4. Growing 2 more inches ( I don't care if the doctors think I've hit my max height I will grow!)
and last but not least
5. Straight A's on at least one report card every semester
♥

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 21:15:38 GMT

Haha! I have way too much free time on my hands.
♥

The Queen's Confidante

Congrats! Only 5-7% of the population score this!

Happy Belated Birthday!

Sun, 10 Aug 2008 21:39:54 GMT

Haha, I just turned 16 three days ago :D
It was really fun, My cousins and my older sister and I all went to see a movie ~~Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2~~ and then went out to dinner. Sounds boring yeah, but it was fun. Afterwords we all went back to my house where we had a Friends marathon until 5:00 in the morning. Which was really stupid cause I had Drivers ED at 9:00 am the next day.

Then the day after my Birthday my friend Sydney had a birthday party! I t was really cool, she rented this huge room and had an 80's theme. 8D I t was fun.

For my birthday I got a book from my little sister, some tea and a mug from my brother, and a bike from my parents! Between the kitten and my bike I've just about used up all of the bandages in the house ~~I'll have to write down to get more on the grocery list~~ .

Edit: And a thanks to my amazing Hubby roxiezeke and the wonderful xreadysetcrashx for the birthday wishes! Oh and the awesome thisiscyrene for her wishes and gift!
♥♥♥
THANK YOU!!

Blah

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 23:00:29 GMT

Hey everyone!
Since some people(~~Haha! No one XD)~~ are wondering why I'm back so early from vacation, I thought I'd just sum up what's been going on since my last post.
Oh and one quick note! Our trip was supposed to start with a quick plane ride to Baltimore, from which we would then drive for 30 minutes to Washington D.C. and spend 5 days there. Then we were supposed to Drive to New York and spend 4 days sight seeing and visiting my cousin who was going to become a dad soon!
So it goes like this:

Day1
♥ Leave for trip at around 12:00 am♥

♥Plane ride to Baltimore is screwed up due to weather problems, and the familia ends up spending an extra 9 hours on the plane♥

♥Get to hotel and crash for the night♥

Day2

♥Get up early and visit what felt like every war memorial on the face of the Earth♥

♥Go back to hotel and sleep♥

Day3

♥Wake up to a stuffy, runny, sneezy nose and a horrible cough♥

♥Waves forlornly as the famila goes off to visit the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History, and I sniffle alone in the hotel room♥

♥Around 1:00pm, I'm so bored that I ask my dad to come back for me♥

♥After leaving the hotel we find a connivance store and drug me up♥

♥Spend the after noon looking at every thing from the Animal Kingdom to Korean wedding dresses♥

♥My dad and I sneak out of the hotel around 8:30 to catch a 9:00 showing of U2 on the IMAX screen in the Smithsonian ~~Bono is even cooler 60 feet tall~~!♥

♥My dad and I get lost on the way back, but it's fine because we had a meaningful conversation while trying to hail a taxi♥

♥I learn my dad is worried because his job is stressing him too much ~~(he worked 29 of the past 31 days)~~, that my mom hasn't smiled at him (or at all) on this trip and has just been finding problems with everything everyone does, and that his cousin (who he grew up with) has recently become a woman ~~Dad's a bit homophobic~~♥

♥Back at the hotel, we find out my mom and older sister had a fight and they want my dad to referee again♥

♥Dad refuses and we spent the next 2 hours in a tense silence♥

♥I upset my older sister by drinking some of her soda, which then blows up into a fight of epic proportions(of which I participated for about the first 30 seconds, and after that it was basically a bitch fight between my mom, sister and eventually dad)♥

♥After a huge fight my dad decides that as soon as my big sis turns 18 ~~in 2 months~~ he's kicking her out to learn what life is really like, and that we're leaving the next day♥

♥Everyone packs and goes to sleep♥

Day4

♥Wake up early (again) and learn the flight leaves at 6:00pm♥

♥Spends the majority of the afternoon (in a tense ~~FakeHappy~~ atmosphere) in a 3 story Barnes&Nobles we found in George town♥

♥Get on plan and go home♥

Day5 ~ Present
♥Days pass in a blur of denial and awkwardness♥

♥Older sister brings home cat to have as pet, everyone falls in love with her♥

♥We name her Winnie, she is black with white fur on me paws and tummy, and big hazel eyes♥

♥Find out my dad and little sister are allergic to kitten♥

♥Parents decide to try and find another home for Winnie ♥

♥Cat's still with us, till then♥

♥Watch Hancock with brother and parents♥

♥Plan on going to see the new Batman movie tonight with the familia♥

and that's about it.

I need a Vacation from Vacation

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 14:25:58 GMT

So I'm going on vacation,again, in a couple hours. That means another two weeks of living out of a suite case. D:
But on the bright side I'm gonna visit my cousin in New York. He's going to be a daddy soon, and we wanted to rub his wife's belly before she deflated! 8D
So I guess I'll see you guys in another 13 maybe 14 days.
*groan*

Growling Wolfs in My Stomach

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 03:02:12 GMT

I usually don't like to write in my journal unless it's about something that's been eating away at me for a while(quite the cheerful person, right?), so consider this a warning: Major emo-ing and just all around pathetic-less up ahead, click only if you wanna get sucked into my most likely imaginary problems.

I really don't like complaining to others, it makes me feel whiny and annoying, but since I already put up a warning I don't feel quite as bad, 'cause in all fairness I did tell you I would be emo-ing.

    My big sister taught me growing up that I should develop a quite-your-crying-and-suck-it-up attitude, that no one was going to feel sorry for me so I should just get over it and move on. For the better part of my life this seemed to work very well, but cliche-ly this turned out to be a double edged sword, I don't know how to express myself to others or how to share my thoughts and problems, I never feel truly open with the ones I care about.
    And why does all of this seem bad? I mean so what ? So I'll never be someone who wears their heart on their sleeve, no big deal. So I don't communicate well with others? Also not a problem, I'm sure there are other people like that in the world and we'll probably get along well. I'll just be an introvert, I'd much rather stay inside with a good book any way. So, again, why is it bad? Because of two very good reasons :
    1) I would be lying to myself if I said that any of that was true. I would love to be able to talk freely with people and express my ideas with someone other than all the saved files and documents on my computer.
    But every time I try, and believe me I've tried so hard, I just can't say it right. I have so much I want to say and the words just come so fast that they trip and stumble on their way up my throat, so when I open my mouth they fall out in a tangled knot of words that have completely lost the point I was trying to get across. Sometimes the words I wanna say catch in my throat and stay there, laying just behind my teeth for what seems like forever. Those words will cut off everything else I want to say and cause such a road block I can feel myself choking on all the things left unsaid. And secondly.
    2) Because I think I may have an eating problem, and I have no idea how to tell anyone or if I by some miracle do tell, who I would tell. I've never been the child who would complain to the parents if something went wrong, that would be my brother, I usually ignore it until a solution presents itself or it goes away. But I think it's getting kinda serious. I'll go on living as usual ~~just, you know, without food~~, and if my stomach starts to growl too loudly I just press my hands to my bellybutton, muffling the noise until it stops.If I start to get dizzy or my vision blurs I'll have maybe a slice of sandia or melon, but I always feel guilty about eating after restraining myself so well.
    I was a chubby kid in elementary school, so my mother made me her diet buddy when I was 9. I don't know how many diets we tried together for the next three years, until we split up and just decided to diet separately. Then about two years ago I learned that if I just eat less food than usual I could loss weight, it seemed like the perfect solution. Except it has gotten to the point where I don't eat anymore, if I can help it. I know it's dangerous, but I can't help myself. Every time I look in the mirror I look fatter and fatter.
    No one in my family has seemed to notice and I'm really sad/mad/happy? I'm not to sure myself how I feel about it. Do I just want my family to see me for once? It's really easy to be lost in the ocean of my brothers and sisters or is it an issue I have with myself? With how I look? I 'm scared that's for sure, so if any of you could just give me some advice or hints as to how I should get help, I would be eternally grateful.

♪~Vacation's All I Ever Wanted ~♫

Sun, 15 Jun 2008 04:31:40 GMT

So I just thought that I would let you all ~~as in all my non-existent viewers~~ know that I'm going on vacation in the next...
* checks computer clock*
Four hours.
I'm going to be gone for about two weeks, so if during that time any of you post something on your journals and happen to think to yourself don't I usually have one more comment, or we were having a conversation ~~Sorry Nene!!~~ that won't be finished because it didn't occur to me to tell you I was going on vacation then, my bad :'D

I may upload picture ~~not of myself of course~~ if I ever figure out how hook up my camera to the computer 8D

SEE YA!
Gabbs out -
♥

Smoke Kills You Slowly

Mon, 19 May 2008 02:58:35 GMT

My dad has been smelling really bad lately.

    He has been in a bad mood for a couple of weeks, only it's not consistent. He'll turn it off and on (flickering like a candle flame in the wind). His eyes are usually warm and full (reminds me of cups of melted chocolate, smooth, rich, and filled to the brim), but sometimes he'll get a look in his eyes. ( bottomless, cold like ice and sharp as knifes) It's terrifying.(the man knows how to glare) It's the look of a wild animal, I shiver when I see it (the rooms temperature drops several degrees) and my racing hearts fumbles, chokes on it's own blood, (blood, too much blood, gushing everywhere, I can feel it pounding in my ears, thumping in my veins, screaming behind my eyes) freezing in pure fear. His temperament pours out of his ears, fumes thick and heavy from his pores,and washes out in crashing waves from his eyes. Polluting the air (breathe deeply Gaby) I feel like I'm choking on second hand smoke.( no surgeon general's warning for this one)

    I always did associate the sent of smoke to him. ( " Give your daddy a hug Gaby, he worked really hard for you today", a running leap into his arms, he holds you steady in a tight embrace, you rest your head on his shoulder and breathe in the ash on his skin, the smoke in his clothes, the tobacco peppering his words) He sucks the warmth out of the house with each puff of his metaphoric cigar. His tone reeks in the enclosed space, spreads and soaks into our skin. (that now feels weighted and grimy, take a shower, scrub it off. It's too deep! scratch harder, dig deeper, get it out!) The wind is heavy and humid, carrying his ash, covers the sun, smothers our lungs, fills our ears. His stench is angry and cold, pungent as sour meat. Goes it through our nose, down to our lungs, spreads to the blood stream. (I feel it fermenting in my soul, munching on my brain, growing under my fingernails) The house reeks of our crashing relations and dieing esteem.

I think I'm starting to smell too.

~~I really need to stop listening to Imogen Heap when I write~~

home suckz

Thu, 01 May 2008 06:12:10 GMT

I hate when my sister and mother fight.
I always seem to get caught in the middle , and no matter how many times it happens the awkward feeling of betraying someone(whoever's side I didn't defend)always stays.I feel sometimes like I wish I could just slap both of them and tell them that there is no war between mother and daughter.That the times of when everyone could smile and joke with each other are getting harder and harder to remember.

When the tension is so thick and solid you feel suffocated, the room is too small, and you want to run but you know you can't.And afterward everyone leaves and you still can't move, and your insides just aren't there, you feel empty.So completely alone.
When your with them separately they're fun and kind loving people but as soon as they see each other it's like they're possessed, their faces become hard and stony, and they're ready to snap and break anything or one who is unfortunate enough to be there.
Where it comes even to the point that they'll talk and complain about each other behind the others back and all you can do is sit quietly and wish that they would just stop.

Just stop fighting.Just stop hurting you.Just stop hurting each other.Just stop all of it.

When you feel sad and alone, hurting and no one can help. When you wish you had someone to give you a safe haven. How much better everything could feel if you had somewhere and some one to go to when you're alone. Somewhere for when my house feels more like jail then a home. Somewhere I can be selfish for once in my life and just take comfort.

Somewhere I can just feel loved. ♥

Spamming

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 03:48:39 GMT

Sorry, I'm just so addicted to Quiz Galaxy!
♥


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Personality Quiz!

Wed, 16 Apr 2008 01:40:17 GMT

stolen from the wonderful Nene! (neneno )

My Personality


Neuroticism	77
Extraversion	12
Openness to Experience	81
Agreeableness	68
Conscientiousness	12

You don't usually get angry too easily but some things can annoy you, however you are sensitive about what others think of you. Your concern about rejection and ridicule cause you to feel shy and uncomfortable around others. You are easily embarrassed and often feel ashamed. Your fears that others will criticize or make fun of you are exaggerated and unrealistic, but your awkwardness and discomfort may make these fears a self-fulfilling prophecy. You tend to feel overwhelmed by, and therefore actively avoid, large crowds. You often need privacy and time for yourself. You tend not to express your emotions openly and are sometimes not even aware of your own feelings. You do not like to claim that you are better than other people, and generally shy from talking yourself up, however you mostly assume that people are honest and fair, however you are wary and hold back from trusting people completely. You are not an overly cautious person. You will think about alternatives and consequences but make up your mind fairly quickly.

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