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So, first off, let me say that I am sorry that I have abandoned all you awesome Deviants for such a long time.  I recently began an obsession with Minecraft, so if you don't see me active for a while, that's probably what I'm doing.  Either that or swimming, one of the two.  Anyways, I am going to be posting some pictures today of my road trip so be ready for those!  

I've been tagged by

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6 Things about me :

1. I go to an arts academy where I play piano in a jazz band
2. I have dual citizenship (I was born in Canada)
3. I am frickin' obsessed with One Direction and Liam Payne is my favorite member!!
4. I am a procrastinator
5. I all my friends!  
6. My dream job would be a 4th grade teacher

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Also, I'm really sorry for abandoning DA for so long...  There's been so much school-work and a trip to Disneyland a week ago I will be posting photos of the trip soon!!

Hey everyone!!  I just wanted to say sorry for not being on deviantart for a long time.  I have a lot of features to get done now, so I might as well do them before the year ends.  Some of these people, , and were winners of a ladybug contest that =dragonfly-oli held.  Others, such as and gave points.  Finally, was just being an awesome DA friend.  So, without further ado, here are some of their works.

Hey everyone!  For this installment of "Awesomeness in Action", I'm featuring this lovely lady here, .  She donated not 1, not 2, but 50 points!!  She is an amazing photographer who specializes with nature, especially flowers, waterscapes and sunsets.  



 


If you liked these pictures, why don't you go over to her page and check out her amazing gallery!!

Also, this is my first time trying this type of feature so it's REALLY messy.  It looked PERFECT on the preview.  Sorry.

One last thing, this lovely lady here: is giving away a membership and I wanted to let y'all know about it.  fluffylink.deviantart.com/jour…

Hey y'all!   For this edition in my "Awesomeness in Action" series, I am featuring the winners of the contest for my group.  So here they are!  

In first place was Korneliute!
With the photo titled "Missing Autumn".


Some other photos of hers:




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2nd place goes to DojangDoll!
With the drawing ":MR: Barrett in the Autumn Wind"
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Some of her other works:
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And last, but certainly not least, 3rd place goes to TheHiddenPath!
With her poem "Autumn".
AutumnIt would be your voice
I would think
Crisp and dark
Tumbling from the heavens
Yet it was only autumn leaves
Void of life
Crunching 'neath my feet
Dead as you are to me

Some of her other works:
Ticklish LipsI was drenched to the bone and it was freezing outside, yet I didn't care.  When he was there I felt warmth straight to my soul.
He stood before me, unfairly dry compared to me.  He was shirtless and was only wearing his swim trunks.  It was hard for me not to stare.  In front of him was the nozzle to the hose, which he pointed at me threateningly like it was a gun.  A smirk was on his face; he knew my weak spot.
Before I had time to prepare, his finger twitched on the jet and a shower of water sprayed directly on my lips.  I leaped a mile into the air, covering my lips as quickly as possible.  He knew my lips were dreadfully ticklish.  I could barely stand having water sprayed on them.  His laughter filled the air with its joy and light as I stood there flustered, trying to shield my sensitive lips from the world.  He stepped closer to me; he was so close.  I found myself gett
FallingIn the middle of my rib-cage
my heart was floating.
Swaying in the air.
Drifting like a migrating bird
seeking warmth.
A river of butterflies;
tumbling and skipping
on their fluttering wings.
Simply from the unwavering eyes
watching me shamelessly.
Mirrored pools of brown.
I attempted to send back a smile;
my heart tried not to crumble
like a freshly baked cookie.
And in a moment it was over.
The only sound a thumping heart
and a soaring soul.
Yet I knew that everybody could hear
the gentle whisper of flapping butterfly wings.
Humming
Skipping
Falling
Where art thou?    I couldn't help it.  No longer could I squeeze my throat tighter, I already couldn't breathe.  No longer could I blink carefully as I tried to save my mascara.  It was no use.  The pools brimming on my bottom lids became too much.  
    That was when I broke.
    That was when every person in the classroom turned their head from the chalkboard to look at the origin of the strange, fetal sound that that had escaped my lips.  It was too much.   This was one of those moments when the teacher gave you a slight nod, and you knew you had permission to walk out of the room to save some shred of your dignity.  I wasted no time.  I got up and weaved through the accusing faces, looking for the quickest route to the door.  I tried to remain calm and hold my breath to prevent the sobs that would soon break.  But when I sa
DreamsWe sat under our star
As he played his guitar
And he told me he believed in my dreams.
Of words that would flow
Drifting mountains and snow
Sewing letters back up at their seams.
He said "if you make it rhyme
I will keep you in time
Your piano will play nice and slow."
I sang under our star
As he played his guitar
Our own, private little show.
The Sea Through Your Eyes        The wind ripped around me, tearing at my hair and fragile skin.  I felt as though my eyes were forced open by the breeze, as if the world wanted me to take in every last moment left.  Everything was surprisingly white and blur from up here.  The ocean no longer appeared purple and green, but for once my eyes were clear and I saw the true blue.  The sky was light blue with perfect white clouds dotting it.  Today was beautiful.  This was how I would want to remember the world.
I tucked my hair behind my ears and smoothed down my white dress, though it was to no avail.  The wind was determined to cause my strands of hair to catch in my lips and tremble with each of my limited breaths.  I walked to the edge of the cement bridge.  It stretched as far as I could see on either side.  At each end lay towering buildings and thin palms.  I shook my head and returned my gaze to the churning waves and perfect sky.  The world was too artificial, what I needed now was to squint in the dying
A Nimble Soul is but Soles of LeadYou have a rotten soul
snarled in your shattered ribcage.
Fragile bones on which
dust settles to sleep.
You have rotten soles
tangled in your sludge stained shoes.
Muck and corduroy
littered with broken seams.
They kick your soul to the gravel
with the soles on their feet.
FrecklesThe little brown spots on my nose and my cheeks
Splattered onto my knees
Sprinkled on my elbows
Soft and elegant across my shoulders
I would try to count them
But would get lost in their numbers
I would sit there for hours
Trying to draw constellations
And would end up with little lines all over my body
Filled with words and stories
That would only wash away
When I was little I would ask
"Mother what are these spots?"
"They are kisses from angels" she would say
While brushing my hair
Before school that day
And I would always wonder
Why me?
Why not everyone?
What could make them float to earth?
From their world of down and feathers
Simply to peck my nose and cheeks
And knees and elbows and shoulders
It was a long way to travel
Merely for a kiss    

Also, I just wanted to let you guys all know a 100 point giveaway.  
Thought I might as well try, what have I got to lose?  torniquist.deviantart.com/jour…