clarice•ology

It used to bother me when people would make fun of me for being asian. It bothers me now when people call me white.

Can I be Clarice and just Clarice only, s’il vous plaît?

Erin is my hero. I was struck when she thanked me for making an intention for the purity of Youth during the prayer of the faithful. Made me feel special. :D

Why does Casey have to be so tall. He makes me feel like a midget. Thank goodness that Erin was crouching down to me height. What a lovely Polaroid. I’m glad I got the guts to ask for one. I will treasure it forever, like my other Polaroids.

Confirmation is a celebration. You only get one a lifetime. Just like it should be with marriage. So make it worth it.

My confirmation retreat turned out much better than I thought it would go. I was afraid our next-door community’s retreat couldn’t be topped by anything, listening to my close friend talking about his, going one second at a time. I can’t wait to tell him about mine in the same format. But it’s just too hard to explain. You had to be there.

I know that there were some people who didn’t take anything from the retreat at all. But I definitely took away something precious and worth having. I know that every single person called shed at least one tear, giggled, and learned something over the retreat. Whether it was recognizing their sins. Recognizing how they don’t want to get confirmed. Recognizing how they are completely wasting their time. Recognizing exactly what you were meant to do. Recognizing that God is calling you to do something, so you shouldn’t mess with that.

I learned that I’m not alone. I’m just as concerned. I’m not the only one recognizing the changes and issues in morality. I’m not stupid. I’m not crazy. I’m doing something right. But there is still something wrong. And luckily, I got to chance express that to someone until two in the morning last night.

If you think my faith and my religion is stupid, I accept that. Stop reading my Tumblr and never come back.

I’d like to punish my math teacher for the stupid math puzzle he gave us for homework. It kept me up this late. And prevents me from packing for my retreat. >:O

fmylife:

Today, I was eating at a restaurant with my boyfriend, he is 6’2 and i am 4’11. Out of nowhere, the hostess started openly flirting with him, and asked him if he needed a booster chair for his daughter. FML

I can just imagine that to happening to me. D:

Those blogs are really, really entertaining. Bwaha.

This is my list of beautiful things. Miss Angela-Christine inspired moi.

1. Cake batter frozen yogurt topped with toffee is beautiful.
2. Smiles due to cute texts from a special someone is beautiful.
3. Getting your nose stuck into a good book is beautiful. 
4. A fresh, fresh blueberry muffin is beautiful.
5. Your boyfriend lending you his jacket is beautiful.
6. In fact, leather jackets are beautiful. Teehee.
7. Sprinkles on donuts are beautiful.
8. A boy who sings to his girl is beautiful.
9. Cupcakes in general, are beautiful.
10. Disneyland at night is definitely beautiful.
11. Old people talking to each other about life is beautiful.
12. A new friendship is beautiful.
13. An A on that math test is beautiful. Oh yeaaaah.
14. Your first paycheck is beautiful.
15. The American dream is beautiful.
16. Your parent’s childhood is beautiful.
17. Falling asleep in someone’s arms is beautiful.
18. Rainbows are not always gay. They can be beautiful.
19. Realizing revenge is not the right answer is beautiful.
20. A good workout is beautiful.
21. The smell of the homeland is beautiful.
22. A lucky guess is beautiful.
23. A apology is beautiful.
24. Finally getting those dance steps is beautiful.
25. Petting a manta ray at Sea World is dangerously beautiful.
26. Trying your hardest not to curse is beautiful.
27. Just being yourself is the beautiful-lest.
28. A good bargain at the swap meet is beautiful.
29. Playing a prank on your sibling is beautiful.
30. Your first time riding a roller coaster is beautiful.
31. Looking at your baby pictures are beautiful.
32. Looking at baby pictures of your friends is beautiful.
33. Modesty is beautiful.
34. Dancing to slow tempos is beautiful.
35. Speaking French is beautiful.
36. Speaking sign language is beautiful, too!
37. Offering that last skittle to a friend is beautiful.
38. Ballet buns are beautiful.
39. Teaching someone “Lovebug” on the piano is beautiful. Hah!
40. Starting your research paper early is beautiful.
41. Finishing your research paper early is even beautiful-ler.
42. Abstaining from that can of soda is beautiful.
43. Realizing the beautiful-ness in ugly people is beautiful.
44. Throwing away those booty shorts is beautiful.
45. Confidence is beautiful.
46. The overcoming of our everyday complications is beautiful.
47. Acting like a child is beautiful.
48. Being simple is beautiful.
49. Turning away from peer pressure is beautiful.
50. Love is ugly. The things that come of it are beautiful. <3 

Take this quiz. It’s crazy accurate. D:

Name: Clarice
Date: 2/18/2009
Colorgenics Number: 42756130

You are always alert and keenly observant. You are not truly satisfied with your everyday status and you are seeking fresh avenues which can give you the opportunity to prove your worth. You feel that there are still many barriers that stand between you and recognition - but one by one you will overcome them. Your tenacity is your one good point - like an English Bulldog, once you take the bite, you will seldom let go.

You don’t feel as if you can go it on your own anymore. You don’t want to be taken for granted. You need to be recognised as a ‘caring person’ and it could be that you are searching to establish a relationship, not necessarily with someone new, but with that someone special who could feel the same way as you do.

It’s the time of year that you are apt to become extremely restless and emotionally withdrawn. This is preventing you from becoming deeply involved with a person or persons within your sphere of influence. If you are willing to ‘let go’ and release your inhibitions you will find that a great deal of physical satisfaction will result, far more than perhaps you even believed you were capable of.

You are feeling extremely nervous and frustrated. At this moment you are impatient, erratic and irritable. It could be that you are not feeling that well at this time - possibly suffering from hypertension. You feel that the situation is threatening and dangerous. You are resentful that what you have striven so hard for is being menaced and you are at your wits end because you feel powerless to prevent it. You are fearful that everything can collapse on you like a pack of cards and that you could lose everything. You are unable to view the situation objectively. You are attempting to remove or minimise this threat but you are overextended to the point of nervous prostration.

Being afraid that you may be prevented from achieving your hopes and dreams is making you anxious and nervous. As a dreamer your ideas can at times move into the realm of fantasy and you could be following that so called illusive dream.

I made blueberry muffins with my best friend today, since I wanted to yesterday but had to sleep and we had ingredients lying around. I came to the conclusion that blueberry muffins are so heavenly when fresh. And of course our blueberries were the biggest and juiciest.

My contact had a rip in it today. It must’ve happened in the morning because I felt as if there was a large pebble in my right eye all day. It was very irritating.

I realized that if I were to get a grade in listening, I’d receive at the most, a D. I thought there was a math test today, when it was actually changed to Thursday. And I didn’t know that there was a history quiz today, when it was announced on Friday. (It’s okay. I got 100%, finally.) I am now redeemed from that C.

Why am I awake? I should be sleeping. Good job, Clarice.

Sorry that I didn’t go to sleep at ten! I just got my nose stuck in a book, which never happens. Want to break your goals of sleeping early? Read Q & A by Vikas Swarup. It’s based off of Slumdog Millionaire and that’s the only reason why I’m reading it. It’s very interesting. I just stopped reading a few minutes ago because I didn’t realize it’s past midnight. And not I can’t sleep. Probably because I’m afraid that I’ll have another nightmare.

The great thing is that I’m reading the book so fast. Seriously. It’s an accomplishment for me. I am almost half way through the 318-page book. I can finish this book by Tuesday, if I keep reading like this.

I’m going to go online window shopping now.

I don’t want to take AP classes next year anymore.

If my parents expect an A in an AP class, I’m just not going to do it. B’s are the equivalent of A’s, dumbshits. If I take an AP class and get a B, colleges will probably take me instead of a kid who gets an A in an honor’s class.

School can just die.

All better now!

I been having the strangest series of dreams lately. Nightmares actually. Yesterday, I woke up in the morning from a nightmare that portrayed me as on of the girls on that Tila Tequila show. What the heck was I doing there?

Last night I had more, since I kept waking up and falling asleep. The first one of which I can remember was of a stalker that followed me everywhere. He looked like Anthony Hopkins and no matter where I went, I’d see him sitting close by. It was scary. And whenever I moved somewhere, I’d look back and see him following me. It was close to the end of the day (I guess) and he tried to kidnap me. He grabbed me and then let go because there was too many people or something. I went to bed and felt sense of being watched but just let it go, thinking my stalker gave up. But instead, I went along with my day and saw him sitting in chairs close to where I was. I just got so fed up, that I forced myself to awaken from my dream. I don’t know why I didn’t do that earlier. And I wonder why I didn’t call the police in my dream in the first place.

It was the stalker one that really scared me though. I lay awake in bed for maybe ten minutes just completely still. I felt like I didn’t have any arms because they were locked in the same place for the longest time. I finally got the nerve to fall asleep and had another dream that I was fighting Voldemort in the dark with my cousin, I think. That one was strange.

I think I’m crazy.

I had a wonderful Valentine’s Day. We got very full. And they gave me a free taco. Haha. I love you, Kyle! <3

Also, I’m grounded. I’ve actually been grounded since Monday. I just don’t know how long. Which bothers me. But it’s all good.

I can’t stop smiling though!

It’s not raining? And it won’t be raining later? Well, fine then.

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU-

It’s alrighty. Another time, haha. Grawr. Well, I definitely just had a full twelve hours of sleep. I hate it when my momma turns off my alarm clark for me. So now I be getting ready for my day. And saving tummy space for later!

Happy Valentine’s Day, kiddos! <3

I love it when you receive something you truly deserve. It won’t make others mad at you. Just jealous. But you don’t have to worry about that because the difference between you and others is that you actually worked for what you get instead of taking a shortcut. I washed all the dishes from making cupcakes yesterday, as well as all the other dishes lying around. I cleaned my bathroom and fixed our toilet. Ew. I even scrubbed the tile group in the middle of the tiles with bleach, making me smell like a pool. And I actually cleaned my room.

And after all that, I get to celebrate my Valentine’s Day again!

Today was a fabulous day before Valentine’s Day. I heard a funny coincidence and I am filled to the brim with chocolate-y goodness despite my lactose intolerance. It’s okay because I’m home for the rest of the day. Khami’s heart-thing was indeed something I will Tumbl about. Haha, Thank you Khami. And Nova’s ladybug cupcakes were the cutest things ever. I was afraid to eat them because they looked too nice! They were scrumptious too. And Kristin’s brownies! Ahhh, heaven. And tomorrow, Island’s will be amazing. Haha.

It’s funny because my history buddy gave me a Valentine and I said that I would give her a cupcake but I couldn’t because they were meant for lunch and she said that it doesn’t matter and that Valentine’s Day is about giving not receiving. She also mentioned how some people get all sad because they don’t have a Valentine and at the same we both said “whatever” at the same time. Haha.

Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!