Nearing insanity, Mr Hugepincer has recently switched to looping melodies of impecabble taste.
Nothing special bout the end, but the tone of swearing's always good!!!
Remembering what life is.....
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Thursday, January 24, 2008
|10:49 PM|
"Ipsen and his good friend Colin worked at a tavern in Treno. One day, Ipsen got a letter. The letter was so wet from rain that most of the writing was illegible. The only part he could read said 'Come back home.'. Nowadays, we have airships and stuff, but back then, it was really hard to travel. He didn't know why he had to go back, but he got some time off, gathered his things, and set out on his journey home. He walked a thousand leagues through the Mist. Sometimes he was attacked by vicious monsters, but he made it, because his friend Colin was by his side. And then, after much time on the road... He had to ask Colin something: "Why did you come with me?" "Only because I wanted to go with you"
Remembering what life is.....
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Saturday, January 19, 2008
|11:18 PM|
After one hectic week I think I'll post these small but nontheless heartwarming stories here to recenter myself in life. I'd like to credit every original author of these little stories, but sadly, after countless fowards, its hard to trace. So due credit goes out to whoever you are!
The Blind Girl
There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she's blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend. He's always there for her.
She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.
One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she can see everything, including her boyfriend. Her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend is blind too, and refused to marry him.
Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying, "Just take care of my eyes dear".
This is how human brain changes when the status changed.
Only few remember what life was before, and who's always been there even in the most painful situations.
Father and Son
An 86 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.
The Father asked his Son, "What is this?"
The Son replied "It is a crow".
After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd ime, "What is this?" The Son said Father, I have just now told you "It's a crow".
After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,
What is this?"
At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son's tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. "It's a crow, a crow, a crow".
A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, "What is this?"
This time the Son shouted at his Father, "Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT IS A CROW'. Are you not able to understand this?"
A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-
"Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child".
While the little child asked him 23 times "What is this", the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.
So..
If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents. From today, "I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me.They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today".
Life Explained
One day, God created the dog and said: "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years."
The dog said: "That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten years, and I'll give you back the other ten?"
So God agreed.
On the second day, God created the monkey and said: "Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year life span."
The monke! y said: "Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like the Dog did?"
And God agreed.
On the third day, God created the cow and said: "You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give milk to support the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years."
The cow said: "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. How about twenty, and I'll give back the other forty?"
And God agreed again.
On the fourth day, God created man and said: "Eat, sleep, play, marry, and enjoy your life For this, I'll give you twenty years."
But man said: "Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my twenty, the forty the cow gave back, the ten the monkey gave back, and the ten the dog gave back? That makes eighty, okay?"
"Okay," said God, "You asked for it."
So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy ourselves. For the next forty years, we slave in the sun to support our family. For the next ten years, we do monkey tricks to entertain the grand-children. And for the last ten years, we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you...
Life is not just focusing on good feelings ... but love. What is love then?
Sometimes we are blind to see the goodness of our spouses and deaf to hear their kind words for us. A nice story to share......
My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. "Why?" he asked, shocked. "I am tired; there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?
And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?" Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : "Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?"
He said:" I will give you your answer tomorrow... ." My hopes just sank by listening to his response. I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....
My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.." This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.....
"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.
You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city; I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month; I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face...
Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die."
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting... and as I continue on reading...
"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favourite bread and fresh milk...
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone... That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model; it could be the dullest and boring form... Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life... Love, not words win arguments...
"A soul mate is the one with whom you could sit with without saying a word and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you have ever had."
Life is...
BILL was a big, awkward, homely guy. He dressed oddly, in ill-fitting clothes. There were several workers at the factory who thought it smart to make fun of him.
One day, one of them noticed a small tear in Bill's shirt and gave it a small rip. Another worker added his bit and, before long, there was quite a ribbon dangling. Bill went about his work and as he passed too near a moving belt, the shirt strip was sucked into the machinery.
In a split second, Bill was in trouble. Alarms were sounded, switches pulled and trouble was averted. The foreman, aware of what had happened, summoned the workers and related this story:
In my younger days I worked in a small factory. That's when I first met Mike. He was big and witty, always making jokes and playing little pranks. Mike was a leader. Then there was Pete, a follower – he always went along with Mike. And then there was Jake.
He was a little older than the rest of us – quiet, harmless, apart. He always ate his lunch by himself. He wore the same patched trousers for three years straight. He never entered into the games we played at noon, wrestling, horseshoes and such. He appeared to be indifferent, always sitting alone under a tree.
Jake was a natural target for practical jokes. He might find a live frog in his lunch box or a dead rat in his hat. But he always took it in good humour. Then one fall, when things were slack, Mike took a few days off to go hunting. Pete went along, of course. And they promised that if they got anything, they'd bring each of us a piece.
So we were all quite excited when we heard that they'd returned and Mike had shot a really big deer. We heard more than that: Pete could never keep anything to himself, and it leaked out that they planned to play a joke on Jake.
Mike had cut up the deer and made a nice package for each of us. And he'd saved the ears, tail and hoofs ... it would be so funny when Jake unwrapped them.
Mike distributed his packages after lunchtime. We opened ours and thanked him. He saved the biggest package for Jake. Pete was all but bursting and Mike looked very smug. Like always, Jake sat by himself, on the far side of the big table. Mike pushed the package over to him and we all waited.
Jake was never one to say much. You might never know that he was around for all the talking he did. In three years, he'd never said a hundred words. So we were all quite astounded when he took the package firmly in his grip and rose slowly to his feet. He smiled broadly at Mike and we noticed that his eyes were glistening. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down for a moment, then he got a hold on himself.
"I knew you wouldn't forget me," Jake said, "I knew you'd come through! You're big and you're playful, but I knew all along that you had a good heart."
He swallowed again, then took in the rest of us. "I know I haven't seemed too friendly with you men, but I never meant to be rude. You see, I've got nine kids at home, and a wife who's been an invalid for four years now. Sometimes when she's real badly off, I have to sit up all night to take care of her.
"Most of my wages have had to go to doctors and medicine. The kids do all they can to help out, but at times, it's been hard to put food in their mouths. Maybe you think it's funny that I go off by myself to eat. Well, I guess I've been a little ashamed because I don't always have anything between my sandwich.
"Or, like today, maybe there's only a raw turnip in my lunchbox. But I want you to know that this meat really means a lot to me. Maybe more than to anybody here because tonight my kids ..."
He wiped the tears from his eyes with the back of his hand, "... tonight my kids will have a really ..."
Jake tugged at the string. We'd been watching him so intently that we hadn't paid much notice to Mike and Pete. Suddenly, both of them dove at once to try grab the package. But they were too late. Jake had broken the wrapper and was already surveying his present. He examined each hoof and ear. Then he held up the tail ... it wiggled limply. It should have been so funny, but nobody laughed.
The hardest part was when Jake looked up and said "Thank you" while trying to smile. Silently, one by one, each man moved forward and quietly placed his package in front of Jake.
The foreman stopped and looked around him. He didn't have to say any more.
Urban Legends Section
How to solve this problem (1)
When NASA began the launch of astronauts into space, they found out that the pens wouldn't work at zero gravity (ink won't flow down to the writing surface). To solve this problem, it took them one decade and $12 million. They developed a pen that worked at zero gravity, upside down, underwater, in practically any surface including crystal and in a temperature range from below freezing to over 300 degrees C.
And what did the Russians do...?? They used a pencil.
How to solve this problem (2)
One of the most memorable case studies on Japanese management was the case of the empty soapbox, which happened in one of Japan 's biggest cosmetics companies. The company received a complaint that a consumer had bought a soapbox that was empty. Immediately the authorities isolated the problem to the assembly! line, which transported all the packaged boxes of soap to the delivery department. For some reason, one soapbox went through the assembly line empty. Management asked its engineers to solve the problem.
Post-haste, the engineers worked hard to devise an X-ray machine with high-resolution monitors manned by two people to watch all the soapboxes that passed through the line to make sure they were not empty. No doubt, they worked hard and they worked fast but they spent a whoopee amount to do so.
But when a rank-and-file employee in a small company was posed with the same problem, he did not get into complications of X-rays, etc., but instead came out with another solution. He bought a strong industrial electric fan and pointed it at the assembly line. He switched the fan on, and as each soapbox passed the fan, it simply blew the empty boxes out of the line.
Remembering what life is.....
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Monday, December 31, 2007
|4:30 PM|
Ok so I got a new skin. But yay, I'm too lazy to go through the code and tie up loose ends -_-
Anyway I need a plan to deal with VJC's O1 onslaught. I'm breaking down all modes of attack and defense. I might escape from the zombie invasion aka O1!!!!
Attacking stance:
1. Mouth +Bite. Effect: Does to unsuspecting OGL and OG member, 7.5 dmg. +Shout. Effect: You can use this to shout, make a fuss, and simply walk out of O1. +Swear. Effect: Bonus move when added with Shout. +Spit. Unlearnt. +Madman's holler. Effect: Surely will get you straight out of O1.
2. Headbang. Effect: Headbang your way through the waste of O1. Deals 20 damage to anyone in your line of attack.
3. Trusty throwing axes. Effect: Throw into crowd blocking your escape. Deals 45 points of damage, with an added 30% bonus to instakill.
5. Raw fists. Effect: 30 damage and 45% chance of concussion effect.
6. Fencing swords, dual wield. Effect: Does 40 damage per hit. Apprenticeship in this field grants an additional +75% to hit, as well as +50% instakill.
7. Call an enlightened friend. Because you just can't kill a horde on your own. Effect: Comes with advanced raw fists and mouth training. Your perfect buddy for dishing out real damage! +100 damage when buddied.
8. Hair-pull. + On yourself. Effect: Activates crazed bloodlust. +25% damage dealt. + On zombies. Effect: Frustrates opponent for 5 sec. + On your enlightened friend. When you run out of hair. Effect: Nothing, but hair is lost anyway.
Defensive techniques:
1. Chest of Valour. Ironically for those who know. Effect: +15 fortitude.
2. Mind from Hell. Effect: Practically immune to OGL's incessant requests for you to go back and be an enthupig.
3. Tongue of Truth. Effect: Repels OGL's attack with the stinky truth of O1's fun value.
4. Gloves of faith. Face it, you didn't have a shield. Effect: Protects main attacking arm. +5 defence.
5. Fleetfoot footpad. Effect: Allows flee/escape rolls with a +25% bonus of succeeding.
6. Body smells. ATTENTION: Only available after 4 hours of OGL zombie slaying. Effect: 25% chance to repel.
7. Anti-enthuness recruitment drive. Effect: Turns undead/fallen ones over to the side of supposed goodness!
8. Cups of corn. Effect: Knowing and seeing it all, you're granted +75% protection against corny.
9. Forgetting.You already forgot the name of the OGL that called you, as well as the name of your OG zombie-fying body part house. Effect: Effectively forgets everyone in your OG. Bonus therapeutic effects.
I'm keeping the rest as a secret =p Some things you just can't put on blogs. Either way, I'm looking foward to being back in my safehouse by 12pm noon.
Escape the terror, those still awake! Here it comes!!
Luckily I always had my secret weapon.
Remembering what life is.....
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Friday, December 28, 2007
|10:08 PM|
Oh crap going back to school again. What a big bummer -_- Sigh apparently I'm in Valour (how *cough* unoriginal!) and the smaller group or whatever u called it was ginsych/ginseng w/e.
In any case, I just watched the worst movie ever, aka I Am Legend. Ok interrupted by gossip.
Mr Hugepincer || says: u? theodore? one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: yah Mr Hugepincer || says: haha i'm gonna be so bored and alone... one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: lolz one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: no lah u gt rhoda.. Mr Hugepincer || says: well orientation sux one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: btw wad u think of her?? one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: hahax Mr Hugepincer || says: wtf us wrong with u lol?! Mr Hugepincer || says: u want the email i give u make u happy one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: i have liao one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: hahax Mr Hugepincer || says: ...where from haha one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: she gif lor
AND ALSO, one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: oh one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: btw u noe edward rite??] Mr Hugepincer || says: edward which one? Mr Hugepincer || says: loke? one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: loke kar chun one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: yah Mr Hugepincer || says: yeah i know one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: a lot of gals say he is despo one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: hahax one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: damn despo some more Mr Hugepincer || says: er who say one? one more week to sch... everything passes so fast... btw i am in theodore!!! yay!!!. says: a lot of ppl Mr Hugepincer || says: haha like?
Ok anyway as I was saying, I Am Legend sucks. The storyline went like this: Ima in ma red cool car drivin' down the road. And shootin stuff...Then I go home. Before ma red cool car, then suddenly became black van, i lose my wife and kid (i 4get his/her sex) in helicopter crash. Me colonel man, wtf this happen?! I very sad...very sad... Then I become pro at the lab man ya know? I catch one not-fcuking-scary-at-all rabies human shit and put her in the lab. And ya knoe, I keep doing the experimentin, cuz its cool. I also like ma guns if u didnd notice em shit all over the house. Then this Ana biatch and her personality-less SOB came alone man. She very irritatin, I toss her food on the floor. Then at night, those not-fcuking-scary-at-all zombies/rabies shit come knox on me door. Then wtf man they climb the roof and break into house! Then lyke that, I dieded. Later, serum with Ana biatch, she take it to a sanctuary in the mountain. Totally cool man...NOT! Like WTF that such bad ending man!
Now, if you're looking for a tear-jerker and a horror-thriller, you're hitting the wrong movie. Try Million Dollar Baby for drama, or 28 Days Later for zombie apocalypses. Ok look, what the magic ingredient is is not what's in the movie, but how's the movie presented. That totally makes the difference.
Remembering what life is.....
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
|12:25 AM|
You Are 89% Tortured Genius
You totally fit the profile of a tortured genius. You're uniquely brilliant - and completely misunderstood. Not like you really want anyone to understand you anyway. You're pretty happy being an island.
Your personality type is dreamy, romantic, elegant, and expressive.
Only about 5% of all people have your personality, including 6% of all women and 4% of all men You are Introverted, Intuitive, Feeling, and Perceiving.
A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique soul like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.
You're so strange, people occasionally wonder if you're from another world. You don't try to be different, but you see most things from a very unique, very offbeat perspective. Brilliant to the point of genius, you definitely have some advanced intelligence going on. No matter what circles you travel in, you always feel like a stranger. And it's a feeling you've learned to like.
Your greatest power: Your superhuman brain
Your greatest weakness: Your lack of empathy - you just don't get humans
In general, you are a very cautious and reserved person. However, you are also warm hearted, and you enjoy helping others in practical ways. You are a great teacher, and you are really good at helping people get their lives in order. You are very intuitive, and you go with your gut. You make good decisions easily.
Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye.
You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature. And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance.
You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life. You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.
If things are going good, you can always imagine how they will turn for the worse. And when things do happen to be bad, life is like a dark pit you can't crawl out of. One bad moment can ruin your day, and you think one bad week can ruin your life. Things are much better than they seem. Just take time to see everything that's going right.
Boredom Killer: Quizilla. Especially when you've a boring project on hand, this site's the perfect excuse for slacking -_-
How much of a DORK are you?!
You are a HUGE dork! Completely adorkable! Rock on! Being a dork is so much fun! Keep up the good work!
(Son of Pork!! (Dork))
What is your destiny?
Your destiny is to write things that will inspire people. The way you possibly write touches life itself. Maybe because since you were young you've always loved to read. You may very well be the next John Steinbeck or Nathaniel Hawthorne.
What Are You Destined To Become?
Teaching is in your future!You love to learn and share a whole new world of learning with others!You most likely will become an English Teacher. Thats awesome, it's my favorite subject.I hope i have you as a teacher!
How mature are you?
ICEBERG: 90% of your mass is below the surface...and, no, i'm not saying that you're fat. you have deep thoughts and understand the meaning in life. you are wise beyond your years. it sometimes annoys you when people act immature...you wish you could find someone as mature as you...someone that understands everything going through your head.
(Perhaps its so. No company beats bad company anyday)
How 'Weird' Are You??
You are definetly...out there. No offence to you, but I am guessing that you are not classified as normal and are a very original person. You probably are very creative or have a different way of looking at things. Overall, you would be a 8-10 on the 'weird' scale.This isn't really a bad thing, unless you were hoping to get 'extremely normal'...if you did...sorry.
Are you a goody goody or a rebel?
You try hard, but you don't always give things your all. You know when to pull up your socks though and you know when to have some time off. Well done!
Are you low, medium, or high maintenance?
You're low maintenance. This can be a good thing, but it can sometimes be a very thin line between low maintenance and TOO low maintenance. So be careful and maybe spend a little more time in the mirror, and a little more money on clothes to make sure that you don't fall into the TOO low maintenance category.
What's your dream vacation?
Brrrr! Did it get chilly in here? You don't care. You'd love going to a ski resort for a vacation and snowboard, ski and just sip hot chocoa by the fire.
What are you really hiding inside?
You are hiding your sadness with apathy. all those tears are bottled up and are waiting to come out, but you don't want anyone to see you cry. my suggestion is cry at night silently when you are the only one awake.
(That's a really good suggestion! I'm sure to keep that in mind...)
What obsolete skill are you?
You are 'Gregg shorthand'. Originally designed to enable people to write faster, it is also very useful for writing things which one does not want other people to read, inasmuch as almost no one knows shorthand any more.You know how important it is to do things efficiently and on time. You also value your privacy, and (unlike some people) you do not pretend to be friends with just everyone; that would be ridiculous. When you do make friends, you take them seriously, and faithfully keep what they confide in you to yourself. Unfortunately, the work which you do (which is very important, of course) sometimes keeps you away from social activities, and you are often lonely. Your problem is that Gregg shorthand has been obsolete for a long time.
(I like the bolded parts. The italics...well I be still working on it =p)
What Power is Compatible With You?
Your power is: Clairvoyance
Explanation: Your power is that you can look into the future and see what is coming. How far and long you can look is all depending on your skill level. This can, as all powers, be used in both evil and good. Even if it may seem like a boring ability it is a huge responsibility for the carrier, becase they are constantly tempted with doing the wrongs deeds (e.g. cheat on a test). It takes high morals to not be brought down with it. Therefor you fit with this power quite well. You take responsibility and do what is the right thing to do. This does not make you a saint, since you're only human after all. But it makes a trustworthy person and you are loyal to camrades and/or team mates. In school you were probably a good student. If you were social varies from person to person, but most clairvoyant people tend to prefer their own company or that of close friends and family. That is because you are wise and knows how to treasure the reliable in your life, since you know popularity can be a false element. You are also not that big on taking risks and prefer what is already explored. That is because you don't like suprises, they can turn out bad and then you won't be in control.
Negative aspects: Since you're always doing the right thing and being trustworthy all the time you can become frustrated. Also, all that you carry on your shoulders may stress you out. You need to relax to be in good mental shape.
