GOOD WEEK:)

Well its officialy monday! the last day of october! or you know {HALLOWEEN!}

not like im excited or anything. cause im obviously not.

quick recap of the weekend. 1. Went to the "banana leaf" with alex, rachel, and krista, mommy and mike. YUMMY. in love with their#2 which is pa'an with curry. get it. nolle, im taking you. soon. Had a sleepover with alex. went to walmart at 2 in the morning. saturday night. played with carmel! Picked up nolle, and i wanted to see her more this weekend. she's my best friend. forever. even when she is miss grumpikins. she's still my favorite forever and alway's. We went to savers, got my halloween costume {gypsy} me and nolle are gypsy's together!!! ran into alex. then nolle went home. then me and carmel went to panda express and then saw the movie footloose. Fell in love with a song. (coming soon). wished i could dance. danced out of the movie theater. and was inspired to wear my cowboy boots. sunday. went to dinner with daddy ,and rachel came over and we did spanish. and goofed off. i feel like she's my sister .she is so pretty and fun and so easy for me to talk to. 

Goals for the week.

1. Take spanish test

2. read 1984 and Brave New World

3. Tune my guitar and start playing it more.

4. read a chapter of the bible each night

5. unfreeze my gym member ship. and actually start going. (nolle, talk to me about this one)

6. Finish writing the song about ex boyfriend. 

7. Pray more.

8. Go to bed before 11 each night. (failing right now)

9. do practice math questions for the act.

10. go out of my way to help someone each day.

 awww..its little alice in wonderland:)

 halloween last year

were really cute siblings!

davids face...

HAPPY HALOWEEN!

have a good halloween and first week of november:)

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Contrasting

I'm quiet yet loud.

Out going but shy.

I'm at rest while being unpeaceful.

I want to stay home when I go out.

Contrast like hot and cold.

I want people to notice me while I stay against the wall.

I'm confident when I'm feeling worthless.

I want to be the same while trying to stand out.

I am happy while I'm sad.

Contrast like summer and winter.

I want to change but stay myself.

I want life to make sense but still be full of mystery.

I want to be in love and be able to mingle.

I want to get be feel pain and not get hurt.

Contrast like red and blue.

I want a religion while worshipping on my own.

I want to stay young and grow up

I want my old life back and to keep this one.

I want to be lost and found at the same time.

Contrast like fire and ice.

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Coffee shop love.

I might be smitten. Or enchanted. Or a little wonderstruck.

pick one. I feel them all. 

I met a guy. He's a cutie. He made me my coffee.

He said I have pretty sparkly eyes.

I told him I liked his beard.

Is it possible to love someone you don't even know?

Because this might be happening.

I went all shy around him. But at the same time wanted to open up to him.

Open mic poetry night at the coffe pod with alex. Eventful to say the least.

The one guy who kept on hogging the mike. 

Alex reading an amazing poem.

Me reading a not so amazing poem and blushing the whole way through.

Realizing I love having someone who I can tell my hardest stuff too.

Thinking about posting an ad on craigslist. Under "missed encounters"

Do you think he'll call me if I do?

White mocha hazlenut latte. Heaven in a cup. Warm and perfect.

 I like being able to tell my deepest secrets to complete strangers. In the form of words.

Or music. 

Should I go for it? 

Even though I'm young?
Who knew you could really find love in a coffee shop?

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Can't sleep.

A few hours late. But Happy Birthday. I know I am nothing to you. And I'm trying to make you nothing to me. But Happy Birthday. Maybe if I'd of told you, I would of been able to sleep. Maybe I'm just jacked on caffeine. Maybe I notice that I can't be around you with out you staring at me. Maybe I hear your friends whisper your and my name when I walk by. Maybe I'm a nothing to you. But happy birthday. For your birthday I give you the gift of happiness. And I'm telling you to move on. Because I need to. And so do you. We're no good for each other. We want different things. We are gonna end up different places. Please don't ever come into my life again. If I were to never see you again, maybe life would be better for me. I think of you everyday. Out of habit, or love. I don't know which. I can't move on. Why? We don't even talk. Yep. I've met other guys. But none of them are what I need. I don't have this need to be around them all the time. Maybe someday we will be together. Will writing you this letter give me peace? Because I'm stuck on you. And you hold my heart. Even though you told me you never ever cared about me. Why don't I believe you about that. Maybe we're not meant to be lovers. Maybe we're not meant to be friends. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe I'm losing my mind over you. Maybe one day we will be together. Maybe not. But can we just possibly maybe be friends in the meantime?

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Shhhh...its a secret

1. My most emberassing moment EVER was at  a dance. I got really into the dance. And I danced with this boy.  I was wearing a dress that didn't have sleeves. After the last slow dance, the lights turned on. I had had my arms around him, and there was sweatmarks on his jacket. From my armpits. And a different boy pointed it out.
2. In 8th grade I liked two boys, which  I nicknamed {whisky} and {milk chocolate}-for his eyes.
3. In 1st grade I was called a maggot by a boy in my neighborhood. It stuck with me.
4. I have an abnormal amount of gas inside my body. You know if you were to fart for 7years and 9 months contnually, you would have enough energy to create an atomic bomb. Lets get working!!
BONUS!!!! I think farting is HILARIOUS. and I am  a REALLY good burper. I could probably win some competitions. Also I do really good loogies in case you were wondering.
5. When I was in sixth grade, I went to my brothers baseball game. There I met a boy named John.And I thought I was gonna marry him. I knew where he lived, and at this certain light I  alway's made my dad turn left so we  could drive by his house. (then I'd look in his window if I could see him) oh my gawsh.
6. I am AFRAID as all get out. Of chucky cheese.
7. I sleep with a nightliht. Shaped like a cat. With a pink lightbulb in it.
8. I have a bitty baby. And yep, I still dress it for the seasons and holidays.
9. I sleep with my baby blanket. Its name is pretty.
10. Sometimes I pee my pants a little.
11. When I was little, I wanted to be an opera singer. Or an orphanage director.
12. I really want a pet hedgehog.
13. Once I sat on a swing set. It broke.
{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

I stole a cat.

Had one of those nights. You know the kind where you're feeling all depressed and down. And you have no idea why. Yes, you went to the movies with your best friend. And got to look at Ryan Gossling shirtless. But still a little lonely. Sometime's I feel like I'm the only person who feels like I do. I want to be like the beauty queens that surround me. I want to be the perfect girl. With the good grades, clothes, family, boyfriend, craftiness, funny, people are drawn to her. But I'm just little flawed me. And sometimes I feel like its not enough. Even though I know that it is. like I might be lonely for the rest of my life. I can't particularly see anyone smiling when they hear my name. Jumping for joy for giving me a hug good night. Trying to find the truth in love songs for me. I mean who would like me? I'm Clara Toni Dahl. 5'6. Naturally blonde. Sometimes I'm too obnoxious. I have a loud laugh. Find joy in simplest things. I have my fat tummy, and my skinny butt. Actually. Guess what. I just found out who likes me. Clara Toni Dahl. Perfect:) I like myself. I LIKE MYSELF. Do you heart that!?!?!?!?! Well just thought I'd like to point that out. Oh and not like it matters or anything...but there's a guy who likes me too. No big deal. Not like I make up hypothetical kissing scenarios while laying in bed. Right. Creep.

Oh and Jack likes me too.

I'm the one with the BANGS. And swimshirt. Once a whitie, alway's a whitie. 

Donated blood, and saved 3(yes you heard that right THREE ladies and Gents) lifes.

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

HOME!

Home is where your heart is:)

Right Home is where Mr. David Charles Dahl is.

My best friend. Who when I asked him to bring me up breakfast this morning, he brought me a bowl of carrots.I love him! (although some ranch would of gone good with those carrots)

I got home from tex-ass last night!

And boy did I LOVE everysecond of it.

Highlights of the trip:

1. Touring University of Texas with my GORGEOUS sister. And getting told we're gorgeous by every street vendor.

2. Realizing how excited I am for life, and how amazing its gonna be!

3. The love and admiration my niece has for me.

4. Went to TWO halloween festivals.

5. Being completely me and sarcastic

6. Hearing my name yelled across a field filled with bouncy houses, by my three year old nephew.

7. Realizing a little sisterly competition is good.

8. Seeing my babies Lucy and Michael.

9. Seeing Miss Ashley. Yep we live forty minutes a part, but I have to go to Texas to see her.

10. Getting complimented on my "aura" by a complete stranger.

11. Coming home to hugs.

12. Being thought of as "AWESOME" when I dont have make up on and just want to lay on the couch.

13. My hugs and kisses I got randomly through out the trip

Stopping with number 13, because its David's lucky number:)There fore its mine too!

Well techincally...I SHOULD be doing my spanish portfolio. But nah. I don't have any more A.C.T. prep (PRAISE THE LORD) so I'm gonna do it tonight.

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

How sweet the sound

"Amazing Grace how sweet the sound....I once was lost, but now am found, was blind but now I see"

I woke up this morning subconciously humming this song. My first thought was of my Lord. Not of a boy, not of worrying about spanish, not of drama, not wishing my family was together.

I am literally made free by the love of the Lord.

Doesn't mean I wont have bad days, it just means I'll have more strength to get through them.

Its gonna be a good week! I mean how could it not be!? When my first thought monday morning is how much God and Jesus love me.

I may not belong to any one religion, but I like my spirituality. Of course the
 Bible is extremely helpful, and I read it every night and morning, and sometimes in the middle of the day. I started reading it each day as a chalenge, but now I look forward to it!

The shack--William P. Young

Yes I know that is a work of "fiction" but it helped me alot. I really think you need to read it. If you need a copy, I'll willingly get you one.

It made me realize that bad things happen, and its not our fault. And yes, God  could stop them, but he doens't. Because it is all part of a bigger picture that we do not not know about yet.

I love my God and Savior, and I hope you do too!

Yep it takes work, and we got to open our heart up to him!

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.

Guess who is reading the Harry Potter series?
Again.

9 times in 2 years can't hurt right?
I'm prepping for my marathon with Nolle and Krista.
I make A LOT of references to Harry Potter.
I love the morals. Good triumphs evil. But not without hardships. True.

My favorite character is Luna. I used to be called "Luna" at my old school.
I like Luna because she's her own person. No bull crap. Plus her whispy voice matches my "speech therapy" voice.

If someone were to propse to me like this...

{note that the chapter is the "unbreakable vow"}

I'd say yes. In less then a heart beat.
Expecto Patronum.
I alway's get told I'd be a hufflepuff. Or a Raven Claw.
As long as I'm not a slytherin I'm okay.
I'm sleazy for Fred Weasley.

Or maybe Percy.
My favorite guy character is Nevil. Of course.
My favorite book is the Fourth. Alway's has been. Alway's will.

I read the second book before I read the first.
Whoever I marry, Must appreciate Harry Potter as much as I do.
Maybe I'll just marry Ron.
{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Hard battle back up

Rumors. Drama. Mean.

There. I summed up highschool. One of lifes greatest mysteries.

Today is like a monday AND a friday to me! I don't think it could get any better!

I had a migraine and literally didn't get out of bed untill 7pm yesterday. And that was only to bathe and rent the movie "Thor". My dad was on call and I got to baby sit David. Although it just feels like I'm hanging out with a best friend. I learned "enchanted" "mean" and "haunted" by Taylor Swift on the piano yesterday. Like memorized them and everything. So today is my only day of school this week. Due to the lovely fact that I am leaving for texas TOMORROW. I get to see my sis, Vivian, Grant and all of the other fun people who live there!

Its probably a good thing for me to be getting away from this place for a few days.

Ever since I wrecked my car on September 23. My lifes just gone down hill.

I've lost a lot of my friends. I've gone from a "straight A" student to a "B" student.

But on the upside. I've strengthened my friendships with Nolle and Krista.

Kind of scared to see how people treat me today. With all the rumors and stuff. If you're reading this say a little prayer for me!

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

picking noses and commence operation

Right now I am laying on Nolles bedroom floor. On top of George. My stuffed gargoyle with man boobs who wears a bra. I like him. He treats me  better then any guy I know. Guess what. I'm giving up on boys. . I am TIRED of waiting around. And I'm not doing it anymore. Plus I still have a crush on my stupid "first kiss".  Gross. I have it somewhere in my mind that he likes me too. I'm pretty pessimistic right now. I'm sorry. Well last night. I went to speech therapy. Went and took a final for spanish at byu. Got a 89% on my first semster in 3 weeks! Went to Jdawgs to celebrate(YUM!). Got hit on by a 33 year old. Who asked if I wanted to be in his movies. Until I figure out what kind of movies...no thanks. Then the mom and I went to the D.I. with Mike. I got george my gorgoyle there. I tried carrying on a conversation with a deaf and mute man(didn't work). And bought a perfectly ugly sweater. I love it, and my mom thinks its hideous. Then I carved pumpkins at my house with Krista,Nib and Sean. Guess what boy didn't come over? Then I spent the night at Nolle's and i LOVE our late night therapy sessions(: They make everything make so much sense.  Like for that little while that were talking, I don't feel as confused any more.Oh heres the plan stan. If both me and Nolle are not married by the time we are 37 we are becoming lesbians together. She will shave her head, and we will have a wedding where men wear dresses and women wear suits. Please RSVP soon. We are starting our fund for adoptions now. I really don't want to be single anymore. Hence "Operation Single no longer". Cross your fingers for me! Sorry this post is stupid I know.

You Can Pick Your Friends, And You Can Pick Your Nose. But you Can't Pick Your Friends Nose.

Actually We Can. And Did.

We are really pretty. Not like I'm biased or anything.

I didn't get the memo that it was a silly face photo.

Krista making her pictorial debut on my blog.

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Somtimes it explodes out of my pants

Sometimes life hands you the most perfect old man sweater.

Cozy and warm like an old friend

It might not be the prettiest sweater, but it is just the one you've been looking for.

Just the thought of this old worn sweater makes you smile

Burying your face in it makes your confusion go away.

You saw it and you knew your search was over.

You're like that sweater to me.

Song: The way I am-Ingrid Michaelson

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Friday night

Friday movie night and I'm here alone. Missing you. I miss play fighting. I miss cuddling. I miss laughing for absolutely no reason. I miss you. Can we work it out? Because honestly this sucks. I just wish  that I could swallow my pride and tell that I need you. But I'm not. I'm stubborn. And I know that you know it. Because you're just as stubborn as me. And that is one of the things that I love about you. Because I like that you argue with me, and make me feel angry about you. It's sexy and hot. Anger is a part of passion.

Anyway...on with my day. Today I went to the voice therapist. I have speech therapy so I can hopefully be able to sing soon. Its stupid. I have to talk in a quiet breathy voice. And I sound like a ditz. Like the level of my smartness has gone down like a billion times. It kind of sucks. People already make fun of me, and call me stupid, thank you blonde stereotypes. I know I'm not stupid. I get to massage my throat, jaw, and chin. Fabulous. And do pretty cool excercises. Today I went to savers with Nolle, Krista, and Alex. I LOVE these girls. We ended up with old man sweaters(nib and I). Cute vintage dress(krista) and walking out in just our underwear(Alex). Then Alex had to ruin my night and leave, okay I still had a good day. But I LOVE alex and am excited for our sleepover! Next weekend, we are going to cornbellies and the aquarium. Yes a group of 16 year old girls. Then we picked up the beautiful Rachel. I didn't really know her before, but I can see us being really good friends. For the long run. Then we went to target. I showed her the amazing chair that I got on the side of the road once upon a time. I'll have to write that story soon. Then we read http://www.autocorrectfail.org/  and laughed extremely hard. Words do not describe how AMAZING this life is. Well I'm spending the weekend with my GORGEOUS mommy in salt lake. I'm going to tour the university of utah. And wear my rain boots and bright orange rain coat.

Have a good weekend!

Song: That girl-David Choi

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Failure

So I don't know about you, but I'm failing at the "just friends" thing.

Way to be. I can't see you without liking you more.

Great. I hope you're failing at it too.

It seems my brain knows you're forbidden and its like "Oh I want him! Badly."

Just fandamntastic.

Just so you know you give me heart palpatations.

I feel as if I'm going to have to go to the hospital soon, they're so bad.

I hope you're going through this too.

If you want to help me, will you please stop being so: cute, funny, caring, charming, perfectly flawed, sweet, spontaneous, opionanited, stubborn.

Stop making me like you.

Thank you

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

What if I fall and hurt my self?

Just So you know, I lay in bed at night and make up hypothetical solutions between you and I.

And no, it's not creepy.

Song: Hazy-Rosi Golan

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

Old men jogging

Since not having a car I walk home from school. Today I was singing along to my favorite song. At the top of my lungs. I hear cat calls. Cool hot guys are making fun of me. If only. It was 4 old men with out shirts on. I mean like in their 60's or 70's. Hello, don't men have to work? I saw a BUNCH of working age people on bikes or jogging. I have to go to school, so they should have to go to work!

The song would be this one.

I had a bagel when I got home. One half with strawberry cream cheese. The other half with honey walnut.

The honey walnut looks like it has bugs in it.

Its kind of gross.

The ironic thing is the song.

I've been told I'm a heart breaker. 

I don't know. 

I guess I am. 

I don't mean to hurt the boys. 

Sometimes I just want to make out and have someone call me beautiful and have them buy me things.

 I don't mean to lead him on. Today would be one of those days. I kind of just want to have a ncmo(non commital make out) Yes. My hormones are that of a boys it feels like.

Oops I did it again.

Promise I'm not like that. I do want to be in love. You can tell when I like someone. I am not a slut. 

 Yesterday while riding my bike I saw a boy who I can't get out of my head. 

Him:"Whats up?"

Me: "hello"

No idea what his name was. 

I hope I get to see him again. 

And meet him.

I think that its love at first sight.

I was wearing THIS shirt.

Yes the gorgeous girl is my best friend.

I might have to break down and buy my own spiderman shirt.

I look really good in Lehi Junior high shorts. Nope I didn't go to Lehi.

I really like the guys I meet in the library at lunch.

They may not wear all the "cool" clothes.

But they are Sweet hearts. and ATTRACTIVE. I'm gonna introduce myself to a new boy each day for the month of october.

I have three hours of A.C.T. prep today. Yay. (obvious enthusiam)

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}

over analysis

I just want to be friends=nice way to say I am not interested

why?

We can still be friends. Right...tried that one before. epic fail.

Talked to Veronica about it.

Clara"I've never had a boyfriend before"

Veronica: "Thats okay you're still young, you have plenty of time"

Clara: "You're ten months older then me and ENGAGED"

Veronica: "Good point, GET WORKING woman!"

We have ten billion dollar ideas late at night.

I feel as if I should be sad. But I know that me and you was always just a lie. We didn't ever like eachother in that way. We were alway's just friends.

Maybe in the future but not now.

"I am not the father"<-- not a quote from a boy

"we all have that someone. Who we met unexpectedly. Who we started seeing around. Who we started to talk to little by little. Who we started texting throughout the day. Who we started to spend hours on the phone with. Who we started to spend a lot of time with. Who we started to slowly get to know. Who we started to get closed and attached to. Who we eventually drifted away from"

Pitts.

I can't ruin our friend ship. A.K.A. I don't want to be seen dating a freak like you.

Maybe when were older and more mature. I don't know about you, but I'm mature as I'm gonna get. I'm practically ready to be taken out of the oven. Thrown into the world on my own with a new coat of frosting and figure it out. I'm scared. But not. I'll be okay.

I guess I will continue to date Pe Pe (PePay) in my head. He seemed to be interested in me. Too bad we didn't speak the same language. It might have worked.

 Positives: I can date around. I can look for someone less stuborn. I wont feel bad giving my number to a boy.

Negatives: Have to learn how to be myself around someone new, Don't have someone to talk to and hold me whenever I feel like it.

No it wasn't official. I know. And I know it wouldn't of worked out.

 Because that one ass hole. The one who tried to get in my pants. Yeah I still like him. Call me crazy but I keep on wishing he would like me back.

Why bother saying you like me? Obviously if you liked me you would want to date me. "I've never quit liking you" "I still like you and alway's will" <-------- Those quotes are from two different boys. Sounds the same huh.

I mean can't you just say "I'm not interested". Don't tell me you like me! Cause I WILL believe you.

 Any guy who rejects a girl because he doesn't think she's pretty enough doesn't deserve a girl in the first place-Kid Cudi

I don't know.

I want to find an amazing boyfriend and quit all this bull shit. (sorry for the french)

I feel like I should be sad. But I'm not affected.

Hopefully he doesn't read this.

Actually hopefully some boy does.

I'm truly not upset. Because I have two girls who mean the world to me. Yes Nolle and Veronica that would be you.

Alex, you're the first person I told. I'm excited to be best friends with you.

I love my poopy papaya and magic mango. That would be the constant boy in my life. Twins born five years apart.

{Peace. Love. And Granola Bars}