A few days ago, my SA21 professor asked our class about what event would be taking place on this very day. Avoiding the obvious, I said it was Jose Rizal’s 150th birthday. He then goes on to say that there was probably a reason why I had said that since we would be celebrating Fathers’ Day too and he said that, judging by what I said, I probably wasn’t that close to my dad. Of course, I nervously laughed it off at that time because it was obviously too much for me to handle at 7:30 in the morning. And then our prof goes on to say, ”What’s so scary about sociology and anthropology is constantly being exposed to the truth we may not want to hear.” He was right, I probably laughed off what he had said earlier because it wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear at that time.
Okay, so I don’t exactly enjoy talking about my feelings, but I’ll make an exception for today. I’ve decided that I wouldn’t be a heartless bitch ranting about how much of an asshole her dad is today, because after all, it is Fathers’ Day. Whether I admit it or not, we do share the same blood (and maybe a few similar traits) and he still is my dad. So instead, I’m going to
be brave and thank him today, despite the tremendous amount of pain I had to go through as a child. I really do owe him this, so here goes:
I’m thankful I still got to know him, even just for a few years. While other kids have no idea who their dads are, at least I slightly know (knew?) him. Although there wasn’t a lot of time for me to be with him, at least there was enough time for me to know how he looked like, what his job was and his whole name.
I’m thankful that he gave me a pretty pink diamond-studded headband for my 7th birthday- the last birthday I had with him around. At least at that time, I actually felt that I was his little girl and his princess.
I’m thankful that he left me at such an early age, because in doing so he taught me a lesson on heartbreak. He taught me that sometimes people don’t follow through even when they say they will, that sometimes people will leave you hanging even when they say they won’t.
I’m thankful that he gave me the younger sister I’ve always wanted and the older brother I’ve always hoped for. As horrifying as it was to find out about it the way we did, I’m happy the four of us turned out to be closer than other siblings could ever get.
I’m thankful for all the tears and heartache he put me through because all those horrible years have made me the person I am today.
Thanks to him, I am a strong and independent person that won’t let anything get in the way. He has taught me to go on living my life the way I want to. Because of him, I have learned that I don’t need the past to control the way I live. I’m not going to deny that I had a rough childhood because of him, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to let that get in the way of how I want the rest of the story my life to play out.
So, here’s a happy father’s day to my papa. I’m not going to say you’re the best because you’re not and I’m not going to say I love you because I don’t. Maybe I can say that I miss you- but then again maybe it’s because I just miss the thought of actually having a dad around. Although I’m certain that I do want to say thank you for everything.
And to all my followers, happy fathers’ day to your dads as well! Make sure you make them feel extra special today! :) Actually, not just today, make them feel special and loved every chance you guys get! :)
It all comes down to the point where you don’t even know who’s definitely going to be around forever or just a while. People change- sometimes it happens for the best, sometimes it happens for the worst. Bad things can happen to anyone, anytime. People lie, cheat, and break hearts. Some just don’t care about how you feel at all. Your heart is constantly beating- yes, even if you are in pain. No matter how much pain you’re in, the world won’t stop to help you up- you have to stand up on your own and catch up with everything around you.
Things will eventually fall into place and everything will be okay. The best we can do is to be thankful for the people around us- people who make your day, be it through writing “I love you” across the sky or through being just there at a time you need someone the most. Forgive and forget- you forgive,but don’t forget, especially the people you love, and those you have once loved. Give life all you’ve got and live it to the fullest. Know that some people would kill to be you. Someone always has it worse than you do, but that doesn’t mean your pain doesn’t count.
Bad things happen to everyone, so don’t just sit there and wait it out. Get up and do something about it. Like what they say, nobody said it was going to be easy- they only said that it was all going to be worth it.
Ok don’t mind the title if you didn’t get it (and if you get it don’t kill me)!
Kaitlin tagged me so here are my 10 facts!
1. Ostriches and butterflies scare the hell out of me.
2. I love cleaning my room. Really.
I spent the entire summer cleaning my room and I never seem to finish because I’m never satisfied with it
3. I’ve been collecting keychains since I was 10, hence I’m not kidding when I say that I have about a hundred of them.
4. I feed Socks (my cat) dog food and she loves it.
Yes, her name is Socks because she looks like she has socks on.
5. I’ve seen chickens die.
Here’s the story: Once upon a time, we had a rooster and a hen living together in a black cage. They probably drove each other nuts because it seemed as though the hen pissed off her mate. This led to the rooster pecking her eyes out. And so she died. About a week later, our rooster suffered from (what I believe to be) a heart attack because he was flying around in his cage like mad and then he just… died.
6. I could easily live without any form of junk food.
I snack on tomatoes and I don’t really like chips.
7. I haven’t seen my dad in more than 10 years.
And I don’t think I’m ready (yet) for the day I do get to see him again.
8. My middle name is Oracion. :)
9. I have a huge-ass apetite: I can eat up to 7 cups of rice when I’m reallyyyyy hungry.
10. I’m a sucker for pick-up lines, no matter how corny they are.
So, there you go. I don’t really feel like tagging anyone right now- so whoever wants to do this, go ahead and just pretend that I tagged you!
… eating grass in Mafarm 8D
Studying the syllabus (ikr, wtf) for a quiz in Biotech and reading (what feels like 283509804203451 pages of) “The Literary Work As Representation” for my Lit class .__.
… okay, not anymore because I’m on Tumblr and playing Mall World on Facebook HAHA