I don't think I am a nice person, but so often there are these situations where I am just that. Too nice. And nice is such a meek, unactive word. I don't want to be nice. I want to be considerate, yet deliberate. I think that to be described as deliberate can be a great compliment. And considerate, well, that's a given.
It's just that there are these situations I get myself into where I just "okay" it too much and I hate that. What about what I want? What if I don't want to do that or to act that way?
And only semi-related, do I make it easy to be friends with me? I wonder that sometimes. One time, in college, my friend commented that I was the nicest person she knew and was always so easy-going. Now, to those who know me now, please don't laugh. I have definitely become more selfish since then, but in the best way possible, I hope:)
Maybe I should make a more concerted effort to say no more and to be more demanding myself. Anyway....just rambling.