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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Papa Don't Preach


A group of boys apparently dared their friend to sit next to me on the bus and say hi. Oh my god. -.- The boys giggled after the "hi". ew. Like always, I pretended I never heard anything, and "readjusted" my earpiece to make it more obvious that I was listening to music. And thank god I was sitting on the inside. I could look out the window and act oblivious. You know, I'm getting tired of acting oblivious. One day I might just wanna slap them.

As I was walking home, I by passed my father. He walked on without any acknowledgement, as though he and I were complete strangers. The people on the street would never know we are father & daughter. Why, daddy? I fought to hold my tears all the way until I was safe behind my room door. I would like to believe that it was because it was dusk and maybe he just couldn't see clearly and didn't recognize me. Then I thought again, how could that be? I was wearing my bright nun dress! The red & gold peace sign on my bag strap would've been a big tip off too. It was painfully ironic, as I was still listening to music on my earpiece, and the song playing during the moment my dad walked passed me like a stranger, was Appreciate by Nick Jonas. Listen to the song for yourself, and read the lyrics below so you'll get the irony.





And there's a man dyin' on the side of the road
Won't make it home tonight
He was driving fast on a cellular phone
That's how he lived his life

While he was hanging by a thread
These where the final words he said

(Chorus)
My girl turned sweet sixteen today
She's beautiful
So Beautiful
It might get rough sometimes
But I hope she keeps her faith (Hope she keeps her faith)
I wish I grabbed the chance to say to her
Life is too short so take the time and appreciate

And there's a woman crying on the kitchen floor
She got a call tonight
And now she's trembling outside her daughters' door
Walks in and holds her tight
Wonderin' how or where to start
Is there a way to shield her heart

(Chorus)
My girl turned sweet sixteen today
She's beautiful
So Beautiful
It might get rough sometimes
But I hope she keeps her faith (Hope she keeps her faith)
I wish I grabbed the chance to say to her
Life is too short so take the time and appreciate

Anybody lovin will (lovin will)
Get hurt along the way
Don't be Afraid to open up (open up...)
And use the time you have before it fades
Show your love today

(Chorus)
My girl turned sweet sixteen today
She's beautiful
So Beautiful
It might get rough sometimes (It Might Get Rough sometimes)
But I hope she keeps her faith (Hope she keeps her faith)
I wish I grabbed the chance to say to her
Life is too short so take the time and appreciate

Life is too short so take the time and appreciate

Don't you wish your parents would say the same? I wish at least my dad would. I get emotional whenever I hear this song. Do we really have to wait for them to be hanging by a thread before they say all these?