8 Signs That You Are Daddy's Little Girl

8 Signs That You Are Daddy's Little Girl

The best friends we were born with.

Unlike girls who struggle with the 'dad complex' in a negative way, a daddy's little girl has a different complex. The role of the father is now a very important role in her life. Good luck boys it is hard to date those of us who are daddy's little girl.

1. He is always there for you.

Even if you don't want him to be there. They are the type of father's who are constantly involved in their daughter's lives. Even as the grow their father's still attempt to be as involved in their lives as much as they can be. Any time you need to talk you can count on him to be there and ready to listen.

2. You can do no wrong in his eyes.

Well maybe this is only partially true, but just a few bats of the eyelashes and a cute smile and he is wrapped around your fingers. You have that one look that you give him and all of a sudden all is forgiven. I am almost 21 years-old and I can still get away with this.

3. He is your best friend.

You will always have him as a best friend, someone you can hang out with and be silly with and it doesn't even matter. You will always have fun and even though you'll continue to explain the newest "lingo" he will try his best to use it with you.

4. You have someone to be honest with you.

He doesn't understand fashion trends or any of that. He will always be the one to tell you straight up how it is. You friends and mother might gloss it over a little and try to make it seem better than it is. One time my father was like "You can see your bra in the back through that tank top, it looks funny." Yes, my father did not understand the style of tank top, but he told me what he honestly thought.

5. He will help you with your car troubles.

The great thing is you can call your dad up or show him what's been happening. My father taught me how to do a lot of things with my car like change a tire, check the tire pressure, add air to the tires, put windshield whipper fluid in, where to buy power steering fluid, where to put the power steering fluid, how to pump gas (I live in NJ where it is illegal to do it yourself), and so much more. The great thing is if I ask him to help me he will.

6. He called you some goofy nicknames growing up.

I remember my father calling me Michael Bublé, thinking he came up with the name I then grew up and found out he was a famous person. He also called me crazy names like Bubby and Goofy Gazoo. These are names that no one else would ever use.

7. You will never be allowed to date.

This one is just funny to me because growing up my father used to tell me that I was not allowed to start dating until 3 months after I was married. I could not get married until I was 30. So how do I date or even get married is the question? Well in his mind it isn't going to happen.

8. The bond is unbreakable.

Time goes on and people separate, but a real father always finds a way to make himself involved in his child's life. You will grow and so will he, you may never be in the same place at the same time for years due to distance. But a father daughter relationship is strong and has this bond that no matter what happens cannot be broken.

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A Senior's Last Week Of High School

The bittersweet end.

Well, this is it. This is what we've worked so hard the last four years - who am I kidding - basically what seems like our whole lives for. This is the very last week we will set foot as a student in our high school's hallways. As most schools are getting ready to set their seniors free at last, it all begins to set in - the excitement, the anxiousness, and also the sentiment and nostalgia.

For seniors, the years since our first day as a freshman at the bottom of the high school totem pole have seemed endless, but as we look back on these last few weeks, we realize that this year in particular has gone by extraordinarily fast. It was just yesterday that we were sitting in our classrooms for the very first time, going to our 'last first' practice, and getting our first taste of the (very real) "senioritis". With all that's going on in our lives right now, from sports and clubs, finals, and the sought after graduation ceremony, it's hard to really sit down and think about how our lives are all about to become drastically different. For some it's moving out, and for some it's just the thought of not seeing your best friend on the way to fourth period English; either way, the feels are real. We are all in a tug of war with the emotions going on inside of us; everything is changing - we're ready, but we're not.

THE GOOD. Our lives are about to begin! There is a constant whirlwind of excitement. Senior awards, getting out of school early, parties, and of course Graduation. We are about to be thrust into a world of all new things and new people. Calling our own shots and having the freedom we have so desperately desired since the teenage years began is right around the corner. Maybe the best part is being able to use these new things surrounding you to grow and open your mind and even your heart to ideas you never could before. We get the chance to sink or swim, become our own person, and really begin to find ourselves.

Things we don't even know yet are in the works with new people we haven't even met yet. These friendships we find will be the ones to last us a lifetime. The adventures we experience will transform into the advice we tell our own children and will become the old tales we pass down to our grandkids when they come to visit on the weekends. We will probably hate the all night study sessions, the intensity of finals week, and the overpowering stress and panic of school in general, just like we did in high school... But it will all be worth it for the memories we make that will outlive the stress of that paper due in that class you absolutely hate. As we leave high school, remember what all the parents, teachers, coaches, and mentors are telling you - this are the best times of our lives!

THE BAD. The sentimental emotions are setting in. We're crying, siblings are tearing up, and parents are full-out bawling. On that first day, we never expected the school year to speed by the way it did. Suddenly everything is coming to an end. Our favorite teachers aren't going to be down the hall anymore, our best friends probably won't share a class with us, we won't be coming home to eat dinner with our families...

We all said we wanted to get out of this place, we couldn't wait, we were ready to be on our own; we all said we wouldn't be "so emotional" when the time came, but yet here we are, wishing we could play one more football game with our team or taking the time to make sure we remember the class we liked the most or the person that has made us laugh even when we were so stressed we could cry these past few years. Take the time to hug your parents these last few months. Memorize the facial expressions of your little sister or brother. Remember the sound of your dad coming home from work. These little things we take for granted every day will soon just be the things we tell our college roommate when they ask about where we're from. As much as we've wanted to get out of our house and our school, we never thought it would break our heart as much as it did. We are all beginning to realize that everything we have is about to be gone.

Growing up is scary, but it can also be fun. As we take the last few steps in the hallways of our school, take it all in. Remember, it's okay to be happy; it's okay to be totally excited. But also remember it's okay to be sad. It's okay to be sentimental. It's okay to be scared, too. It's okay to feel all these confusing emotions that we are feeling. The best thing about the bittersweet end to our high school years is that we are finally slowing down our busy lives enough to remember the happy memories.

Try not to get annoyed when your mom starts showing your baby pictures to everyone she sees, or when your dad starts getting aggravated when you talk about moving out and into your new dorm. They're coping with the same emotions we are. Walk through the halls remembering the classes you loved and the classes you hated. Think of the all great times that have happened in our high school years and the friends that have been made that will never be forgotten. We all say we hated school, but we really didn't. Everything is about to change; that's a happy thing, and a sad thing. We all just have to embrace it! We're ready, but we're not...

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Friendly Reminder To Give Your Parents A Break, Because They Make Mistakes Just Like Us

As far as I was concerned, the birth of my parents coincided with my own.


As children, there is a very obvious fact concerning our parents that we either consciously ignore or, in most cases, are completely oblivious to. And this fact is that our parents are, like everyone else, only human.

Up until recently, I never thought about who my parents were before they became "Mom" and "Dad." As far as I was concerned, the birth of my parents coincided with my own. And in becoming parents, I thought they were immediately bestowed with all of the powers that came with that grandiose title: unparalleled bravery and wisdom, unwavering patience and confidence, unrivaled strength and leadership.

Throughout my whole life, I have unfairly and unreasonably held them to these impossible standards of perfection, and when they failed to meet them, I blamed them for their shortcomings: whenever they would raise their voice at me, I blamed them for being mean. Whenever they refused to let me go out with my friends at night, I blamed them for being unfair. Whenever they couldn't offer me the "right" advice for my petty pre-teen problems, I blamed them for being unhelpful and even useless.

What I failed to acknowledge was the fact that my parents were not always parents. They were, and still are, the children of their own parents, meaning they hold within themselves all of the traits that come with that title: fear and naivete, impatience and uncertainty, weakness and inexperience. And so, it turns out that my parents are just children who are taking care of other children. Whenever they yelled at me, it is because they were capable of losing their patience.

Whenever they refused to let me stay out too late at night, it is because they were capable of being afraid; whenever they couldn't offer me the solution to all of my problems, it is because they were capable of simply not having all the answers.

And so we must remember that just like us, our parents are doing the best they can do, and just as they accept our best effort, perhaps we should learn to theirs as well.

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