Why I Write...

This is my blog, and I'm writing this to all of you guys who feel like reading about the contents of my life. Truth be told, my blog is a journal written for all to see. I describe vivid thoughts and true feelings. When I get messages telling me to tone down about writing about something-- it upsets me because that topic really is what I think about on a regular basis. That regular basis being... all the time. Nonstop. Not only am I doing this for all those who will accept and embrace what I write, I'm doing this for me in the future. So that I can look back and see.. well.. Lil Miss Epic! All the things I used to write about and it's great for brain processing because I get to stop and really analyze my thoughts and feelings into something we all call... WORDS.

Words are things that we use to describe well... everything! We use words everywhere from street signs to modern day technology. Words are everywhere, and it's amazing that we can use words to convey our thoughts and translate it all into word combinations. Heck, my blog title itself is 3 words. Because our names are words, we get special thoughts and feelings to go with them. For example, if I knew a girl named Stephanie, when I think about her I might think about traits of who she is, and the feelings I get when I may see her. Words as simple as Stephanie, could translate into millions and millions of thoughts. Isn't that amazing?

Back to my blog, what I want you all to take from this blog is your own thoughts and feeling, whether it be about a situation I'm dealing with, or a lesson that I'm teaching you. I hope that you may be able to apply something of what I post into your life. I write this to inspire. To inspire others. But, the greatest feeling of them all is inspiring those I've already been inspired by. The acknowledgement that your inspiration will give you when they say they were inspired by something you said to make their life better, is just moving. It's possibly the best feeling I've ever achieved.

Blogging to me is just an endless cycle, I write to inspire, and when they get inspired that gives me powerful feelings and urges me to write more and more, giving them something to be inspired by once again. In short, isn't that what life is all about? Helping those around you to get better, and learning from them how to better yourself from the knowledge they've gathered is possibly the best thing you could do in your life. That's what we're here to do. Learn from each other.

Here Comes Christmas!

Hello, and welcome to Lil Miss Epic! Sorry I haven't posted in about 21 days, but I would've posted yesterday but hey, I was actually vlogging my school day with Dawson for Gunmen's Girl and our 15 month anniversary. We would've vlogged at the mall too, but hey we were too concentrated on buying presents and crap like that. Besides, we wouldn't want anybody to see what we gave before Christmas! This post is basically going to be a little bit of a catch-up post.

As many of you may already know, I went to Salt Lake City to tour with the Rigby Choirs, specifically Troylairs, but I sang with Women's Chorus also because Mr. Burrows wanted us to sing on their songs. I don't know why, though... They sounded just fine without us. Anyways, but the whole trip was pretty darn fun, seeing as how I got to hang with Dawson most of the time, and stuff. The downside is that part of Women's Chorus was singing on Troylairs songs, but they didn't even have our sheet music, so why would they even be trying to sing our songs? It was honestly ridiculous. During "The Virgin Mary Had a Baby Boy," one girl in our choir was going sharp and flat, and we were so worried about who it was, and worried that it might be one of us, to realize that it was a girl from Women's Chorus. Anyways, this unknown girl sang with us on all of our songs, and it irritated me so much because she kept looking over at Krista's sheet music and attempting to sight read all of our songs without any practice in the first place. The lesson I want to give out to you all, if you are to perform something, don't even try if you weren't meant to do it.

Anyways, more about Salt Lake, we went and sang on Temple Square, and gave ourselves a little bit of a tour of all the lights surrounding Temple Square. James actually ended up adding something to my bucket list. Kissing Dawson in front of the Temple. I blush a little just thinking about it. I can play it out in my head. We're just walking around Temple Square together, and when we see the temple we just stop in front of it and talk about it a little and then say how much we want to be together and then wham! Kiss! It sounds just so amazing. James has probably one of the best imaginations for that kind of romantic junk. Haha! Well that goes to prove that I can still fantasize about this little dude.

Anyways, we get back from Salt Lake and I begin to get really stressed over school work and all the things that I had missed while the choirs were gone. I had missed things like tests, and plenty of Homework, and quite a bit of reading. When I get stressed, my back tends to give up on me and so my back hurts all the time. Well, Dawson knowing the side effects of my stress, decides to lend a hand. He carries my backpack around for me, and when I start to limp on my foot, he piggybacks me to my destination, and when I say my back hurts, we sit down and he gives me a back massage. I really appreciate all that he does for me. Even when I'm stressed about all the love I'm not getting from friends or family, he is able to make all of that up in a heartbeat, and can manage a smile to come to my face. Dawson is so unique, and I doubt I'm going to come across somebody better than he is. I feel like he treats me perfect. I remember back to when I was wondering if he really did love me, and I ask myself now why I ever doubted it? It's impossible for him not to! I'm not saying that I'm the most charming girl out there, but hey! I can be myself around him, and he loves me. I can see it in his eyes, his actions, and his words.

So, yesterday me and Daws went to the mall to go Christmas Shopping! We visited a bunch of stores, and teased each other, and he gave me gift ideas for members of my family. When we went into Hot Topic, I noticed these two My Little Pony shirts that I really wanted. One of them was a  Dr. Whooves shirt, and the other was a shirt of the main My Little Pony cast! As we continued to wander around the store, I payed attention to all the things Dawson seemed to like. When I was just about to give up hope, he pointed at a Vinyl Scratch shirt and said "I WOULD WEAR THAT!" I laughed a little, and then picked it off the rack after looking at what other jacket there was. I noticed a paper on the front saying that all hoodies were $25! I found the smallest size, and held it up to Dawson, and noticed it was a perfect fit. I bought it for him, and when we looked at the price tag we noticed I would've payed $70 for it! What a discount! For my Wonderbolts jacket, I had to pay $75!

After shopping at the mall, we went to my house and watched Deck the Halls and The Grinch, while we ate dinner. After that, we took him home and he came out what seemed to be 10 seconds later to give me my Christmas present. He had gotten me the two shirts that I saw at Hot Topic that I wanted, but he had gotten them ahead of time! He had gotten them way before we even got to the mall! What a clever little dude! xD He knows me way too well! Anyways, he also gave me a plate full of holiday snacks... mostly chocolate centered. Again, he knows me way too well. =)

Prosper in Perseverance

Hello, my lovely inspire-rs. I just saw this absolutely magnificent and fun post posted on our choir's Facebook page. It was so inspiring that I've decided to share it with you guys, and feel free to check up on Doodle Alley whenever possible because from the looks of it, it's spreading inspiration everywhere. I give it my full and total support, and I suggest that you give it your support also.

http://doodlealley.com/2012/10/10/be-friends-with-failure/

Anyways, I haven't posted in a while because I've been competing with Dawson for my grades... The only class he's better than me in right now is Algebra, I have a 95 in the class, and he's got a 96! Unbelievable! I thought I was the one who was good at Algebra. To me, it seems like he does amazingly well whenever I'm in the class with him. He seems to just sit there soaking it all up like a sponge and applying each lesson where he needs to. THAT's possibly the best quality you could get from a student. Now if only I could get right down to it. Is he obsessed with the competition that we're doing...or is he trying to impress me? Oh, the mysteries of  Dawson Hammond continue as we leap in to find out more and more about this kid. I thought I knew him, but apparently I still don't know him enough... Which reminds me of a quote...a quote that he has said...about me.

Well this picture brings us perfectly into tonight's subject.When do we really know somebody? Honestly, if you think about it you never can know someone. There's infinitely many layers to them that we've yet to uncover. Heck, chances are they probably haven't peeled back the layers of who they are. Maybe they don't even know who they are entirely. Sure, we've got the main things like oh, I want to be a graphic designer when I grow up, but that never explains who I am. It only says who I aspire to be. It only says what I want to do with my life. Keeping that in mind, it makes us wonder, "Who am I?" I know what categories I fit into, I know what my name is, but that never explains who I am. Maybe the logical answer to the question is... "The world may never know." Even if we're still discovering our many layers and different parts of who we are. 

Why do we dwell on such a hard question? Purpose! We all want to know what our duty is in life, itself so that we can strive to do the right thing and get it done right just to get it over with. But that's not even the point of life. The point of life is to do the right thing anyways and get through all the obstacles and challenges and persevere. Even if we trip along the way, we're going to be just fine because everybody makes mistakes! We're all learning more and more about agency, the power to choose. And that my friends, is the secret to life in itself. Perseverance through the toughest of times. As a teenager, I know exactly what it's like to sit and wonder "What's my purpose in life? Why am I even here? Ugh, when will this all be over?" But... That's not even positive. If you want to modernize this up a bit and say, YOLO then that's fine too. But if you only live once, shouldn't you be having fun along the way and making the right choices instead of things that you'll regret in life? On lives the saying, but think about what you're doing first and if it's the right decision. Will you prosper in your perseverance and never regret a thing, or will you let yourself down because you're too busy trying to find who you are? Step back and look at the picture...Success or Loneliness. Good or Bad. Perseverance or Indifference? It's your agency. Choose what life you want to live.

New Tri New Attitude

Hey, guys! It's been a while since I've last updated. It's been a time of thinking about what's going to come in the future... a time of getting rid of all the stress in my life, and last but not least a time of celebration with my wonderful boyfriend, Dawson. I know what you guys may be thinking... "Ugh. I hope this post isn't a lovey-dovey post about the life of Drawkah." Well guess what! It's not. I promise. The wonderful world of Drawkah is just one of the amazing things in my life, there's plenty of others.

Recently, we got our 2nd trimester schedules and I'm very pleased with several of my classes. Others, not so much. Like Biology! Biology sounds just terrible, I'm honestly not looking forward to it because of how much I suffer at it. But, Troylairs... OH, this is gonna be fun! My first ever tour with the Rigby Choirs! I'm so excited, so grateful, and most of all so nervous! That's just two of my classes, but that pretty much sums up the entirety of my day, I'd rather not talk about all the boring stuff like Algebra and English and well... no. There is another class that I'm quite excited for. Seminary. I tried to read the Book of Mormon last Summer, as many of you may know. Well, I couldn't do it... there wasn't enough motivation for it. Well, now I've got an energetic Seminary teacher that gets me pumped every time I step into the room. Even though I've had two days of the trimester, I'm pretty sure that it's a good start! For his second lesson, he talked about how huckleberries can compare to the gospel. Since I hadn't had a huckleberry before, he had me and two other students come up to try our first huckleberry. They were okay, but I couldn't get a full impression of it because I hadn't worked to get them. So, two classes to look forward to in the day. Great. 

On the more positive side of things, at least I have two electives to look forward to! Hey, at least I don't have to take Social Studies and Health this trimester. If I did, heck... I'd be stressed out all the time. Plus, I wouldn't get to relieve myself with song. I'm looking forward to seeing what this trimester has in store for me. I'll be missing my other classes like Voice Mastery and Publishing, but now it's time to move forward in my Sophomore year, and get a glimpse of what's ahead in my High School life.

Christmas is in 24 days! I'm so dang excited that I'm gonna be counting down the days and singing Christmas songs anytime I get the chance. Get in the Holiday spirit and get out of your bad mood! It's time to deck the halls, and it's time to get to work.