On Being Stubborn

I should get some Christmas lights for my room. :) I bought a ton of hot chocolate from Costco, and I got some Irish Cream and Peppermint Schnaaps for those times that I'm feeling Irish. :)

These past few weeks have really made me look at how I've changed in the past few years, and in the past year or two. I like to think of myself as being a, for the most part, open and honest person. When I listen to my friend's problems or I see a problem, I do my best to look at both sides and try and stay emotionally neutral. I think I've done a pretty good job of that, seeing as how I have several sets of friends, that while not on the best of terms with each other, are still friends with me.

I can probably count on one hand (maybe two hands if I thought about it) the number of times in the past...three, four years that I've really become angry with someone. I rarely feel that any of my friends are in the absolute wrong. Those that I do feel that are I'm pretty vocal about. Peers that I talk to about regarding the situation usually reaffirm my feelings (and while it might sound like I'm tooting my own horn here) and confirm that I was in the right (as I'm sure people can think of a few situations from my past).

Sometimes it's hard for me to voice my feelings when I feel a friend is in the wrong. I feel very uncomfortable if I say something that might hurt or embarrass a friend, even if the truth will maybe save some pain down the line (I think it really depends on the situation, but that's a general rule for me). Probably something I should work on. Unless...unless the person is being a dick about it.

I've been really lucky to have the people that I do in my life. Nearly all of them all willing to admit when they're wrong, myself included. It's those people that insist that they're always right, that things always have to go their way...I'm not sure about those people. There's stubborn and then there's stubborn.

I guess what I'm trying to get at is that I'm not completely sure how to handle the latter type of people. Do I even take the time to handle them?

I think there's a little more I could expand on with this, but I have to get back to work. See ya later. :)

EDIT: Bah! Stupid throat! It's like I'm feeling a mini-cold coming on or something...

Also, part of the point to this post was that I think part of me is becoming a little more blunt. Not sure how much I like that. There's being open and honest (a good thing, I think) and then blunt (the same thing, but just not having any social tact about it).

Appropriate

"Isn't it odd how we set up blogs to talk about stuff but end up with so many people reading them that you can't really say everything you want to say because half the things you want to say might be about the people who read the blog?"

Way too true. I don't say half the things I want to because I know I'll be stepping on someone's toes.

It was a good evening. Arren came over, didn't do much just sat around talking for a few hours. I'm fucking tired as hell, my I'm a little congested to boot. Grr. -_-

It hasn't been advertised much, but there'll be a party next weekend at Stef's to celebrate Jasmine and Jeff's birthdays. I hope to see a lot of people there!

*dreams of parties in the new house* :)