I’m pretty much a sucker for most everything that come out of Roland Sands Design. The RSD aesthetic nails me on somewhat of a cellular level much like that from any great designer — whether it be furniture, architecture, can openers, bathtub plugs or motorcycles. If it were up to me, even the most mundane object would be of interesting design. (Why should we have to surround ourselves with boring things?)

But the bikes and parts produced by RSD are anything but mundane. Even RSD’s ad campaign featuring Estevan Oriol photographs of Justene Jaro and Rachel Sterling are  stunning. But I didn’t post this blog as another personal lathering of RSD, in fact I think I just officially went on a Tangent.

No, what I’m interested in is RSD’s new Blog It program. Enclosed in each RSD product package is a postcard that lets customers know if they take a picture or shoot video of their RSD-adorned machine, post it to any of the popular social networking websites and send a link of the site to RSD, the company will send them a limited edition T-shirt. Then, the company will pick the best pic or video and feature it on the official Roland Sands blog (like it did here). The RSD crew will also award a $100 gift certificate to the one of the first five customers to get 10,000 hits on their video.

This is some great social network marketing, without being an icky marketing program and by icky marketing program I mean those Facebook updates and blog posts that feel less like they’re directed at your eyeballs than they are at your wallet. In my view social network marketing is a feather meant to tickle your customer’s interest rather than a hammer designed to wallop them into submission.

Check out what RSD is doing and steal borrow some ideas. They’re not the only ones, just the ones that come to mind.

It’s November 10th a day I can not erase from my memory. The light from my window crawls into my room like the reality call awaiting me. I know the day has come but I still have 5 hours . I still have hours,minutes, and seconds to count before I have to let go my beloved dog forever. My 15-year-old dog ,Ginger stares at me with her tired eyes while breathing heavy. It makes me sick to see her in agony. She tries to stand up but can’t because she hasn’t eaten in 3 days. She drinks water but she can not touch food. I place her on the couch until 12 p.m. which is the time I have to take her to the Vet.

The time has arrived, so my mother gets on her coat and starts the car. I wrap Ginger in a white and red striped blanket that my father bought. It’s soft and small, just the perfect size. I hold her with both arms kissing her forehead and telling her how much I love her.  I tell her she won’t feel a thing but what I can’t bring myself to say is that in the next 20 minutes she will be no more.I can’t tell her she won’t see me after today. I can’t bring myself to tell her that all the medications we’ve given her doesn’t work anymore. So, I close my eyes and say a prayer with my mother. We get to the pet hospital and the doctor says “your making the right decision.” Somehow deep down I know it’s the right decision because I want to think of the quality of life for her but my heart is hurting. I feel like a chunk of my heart has been stolen away from me. I’ve had Ginger since she was 3 years old. I saved her in 1997 from an abusive dog owner in Texas but I couldn’t save her from Heart & Kidney failure.

The moments we spent together have been wonderful. I’ve learned so much from her. She has always shown me patience and real love. Pets love unconditionally and to me THAT’S REAL LOVE. Jesus will take care of her and for that I know she is finally safe.

no one, would be the same as you

you know my line of thought.

but is it because of the time we spent together?

or did we have a special connection?

no one, would know my feelings more then you do.

just like how i know other people’s feelings.

I wonder if i open myself to her,

she’ll eventually learn to understand me more.

no one, can ever compare to you.

but why am i comparing?

she is not you.

she will never be you.

and i dont want her to be you.

but no one will share the same love we shared.

no one

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seems like there are things i couldnt let go.

not you in particular.

but things between us…

I feel so unfair to her.

she has no idea how deep we were.

nothing could compare to the smiles and…

the love we had.

but neither will anything compare to the heartbreak and..

the pain we went through.

I thought we could have been.

I don’t know who would be it now…

I don’t want to think anyone could…

I don’t false anymore.

but i guess that also means i can’t put myself in love anymore.

because i am refraining myself from opening my heart.

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I dont have the key to it anymore.

-

“being away from you is so hard
even when the distance is too far
i dont know what i’ll do without you
even if i were given a sign or a clue
cause i dont, think i can cope anymore…”

It’s nearly been five days I haven’t talked to him. A part of me feels more relaxed knowing he’s  not around. I’m not sure if that’s a bad thing, but that’s how I feel. After the first two days with no contact and then the next day without a single sign of missing me, I get a text. I shouldn’t be bother by it that much, except it happened this morning as well. I’m thinking way too much about this, or at least that’s what I’d like to let myself think.

It’s not that I can stand him being away, it’s the fact he doesn’t give a little and have the nerve to say “I miss you, or, I wish you were here.” I’m always scared of the fact that being away from someone, for a certain amount of time, can in fact change their minds about things. Like they come back different and it just won’t be the same anymore. Given this allotted time, I’m sure he’s had much time to think and pray about things; just as much as I have. I can admit, I’m scared. But I have to be strong and prepare myself for the worst.

I guess I just don’t like change. These past two months we’ve grown closer compared to all the time in the world we’ve had to get to know each other better. I’m sad to say, that things should have happened sooner. But that can’t be changed now. At times it makes me just want to break down and cry until things get better. But shedding tears won’t get you anywhere, but straight to a headache and puffy eyes.

I want this to work. I want to able to say, “We’re together for good,” and smile about it. No one can see what the future has to hold, except God. He has everything planned out and only thing we can do is wait and pray. We’ve had our ups and downs and quite frankly, I’ve never had someone make me cry so much within on week before. That doesn’t sound too good, but most of it’s due to the deepest conversations we end up having.

I don’t know anymore.

Sign,
Missa.

Ps. I want to see the Time Traveler’s Wife so BAD.

On Sunday, I threw a baby shower for one of my best friends. I had a great time sending out invitations,making a diaper cake, buying other little sweet treats for the guests. I think the diaper cake took the most amount of time to finish. I didn’t have any rubber bands so I had to use what I had. Anyways, It was a fantastic day filled with lots of food, games and prizes. I even got a chance to hold the baby. She was sleeping in my lap and after I passed her onto someone else she had a little accident. The smell was overwhelming. haha I really had a great time planning it. I still think that I could be a fabulous event planner if school doesn’t pan out. I have a creative side and I think I get that side from my mom. I made lots of flowers made from the gift wraps and stuck lollipops in the middle. It was great. Pink and white was the most appropriate color choice for this event since the baby is a girl.

Games played:

Ryleigh’s Baby Boggle

Safety pins word game- can’t say the word baby or you lose your safety pin to someone else. whoever ends up with most wins

Scramble words

Baby animal names-eg. Sheep: Lamb

This week I am hoping to find some volunteer positions at a community paper. I feel like I’m running out of time. I also have 6 weeks left before school begins. I guess I shouldn’t feel that way because I took a whole class during summer so my spring session will be less hectic unlike last years winter session. I know that if I stick to my old motto things will work out best – LET GO & LET GOD.

Peace,

Sepi.

J’ai un souci technique qui ne trouve aucune réponse sur la Web Communauté et Google.

J’avais installé Blog It sous mon ancien blog bloggeur, j’aimais l’idée que les visiteurs enregistrés puissent s’afficher sur mon blog.

Sauf que depuis que je suis sous WordPress. com, je n’arrive pas à installer Blog It. Le monsieur me dit : rien en fait il me dit rien. Mais quand j’insère le code dans un widget texte et que je clique sur Enregistrer, tout s’efface !!!

Haaaaaaaaaaaa HELP ME !!!

If you haven’t been aware of the current state of IRAN then you must be living in a closet. For the past two weeks Iran has been in constant turmoil. The election that was held on June 12th was fake and now the people of IRAN are speaking out. The former president was the “winner” ;however, the true results were hidden and now we are finding out that not all the votes were counted. The capital- Tehran- is in a very bad situation right now. Blood is being spilt in every corner. Young and old have taken to the streets to speak out against the government . There are riots that are growing from city to city. First it’s Tehran,then Isfahan. It might possibly be farther out by this point in time. I have literally been glued to the television. The whole world is watching yet the supreme leader of IRAN -Ayatollah- does not care. He is the one who makes the decision on whether the election is going to get annuled but so far he has stated that the people of IRAN should stop complaining and that the results are legitimate. Yet, There is innocent people dieing in the streets of IRAN for just speaking out against the government. There is no democracy in IRAN and I am sick of it. I can’t see how IRAN could be set free if they don’t have a revolution. It’s been 30 years since the last revolution and I think that it’s definitly time for another. The Moulahs should be removed. They don’t care about the innocent lives that are being taken because of their inconsiderate and hasty ways of dealing with protests. They have no hearts.

Since, the main social networking sites have been shut down in Tehran it is getting more difficult to get information out. Majority of foreign media have been kicked out of the country. The journalists who are still in Iran are in great danger because they don’t have any protection from outside the country. Right now CNN is the best lead to getting information. The great thing is that Iranian people are finding other ways of getting the information out. CNN reportedly says, that the government may be able to block websites,but they can’t shut off the entire internet.

Many people here in CANADA take their freedom for grantid. It’s a sad fact but true. I hope that more people here realize how good they have it and never complain about small things. The girl who was shot in the chest a few days ago is called “NEDA” which means the calling. It is a sad fact that she died only because she was among other protesters. She was a 27 year old who was walking along the side of the street with her father and other protesters. No one deserves such cruelty and she has become a cry for help from the international community. I hope that one day IRAN is free but until then we must do whatever we can. Let’s not let history repeat itself. If there are protests then join in cause chances are that in CANADA you are free and I hope one day Iran is too.

Salam Friends, Happy Mother’s day to all mommys-to-be and mothers around the world.

Yesterday, I attended a fabulous wedding reception at a local hall. My two friends Shawn & Lisa got married in Jamaica and had a reception for the people who couldn’t attend their wedding. I was the main photographer for their Wedding reception. I hope they like the pictures. As the guests arrived each party would stand and pose by the inflatable palm tree set by the entrance. We watched a slideshow of the lovely wedding that had taken place in beautiful, sunny Jamaica. I really wished I could have been in Jamaica. I heard there was a Bob Marley tour. Some people had the opportunity to buy some doobies. Yes, I call ‘em doobies. Oh if only the doobie brothers would be around today. They could see their name did not go lost. (Haha) But yeah it was fantastic and of course I bawled a bit after Lisa & Shawn Thanked me for helping out. I received a beautiful clear flower-shaped paper weight ornament. It was lovely and it also made me think how fast time is going. We are all growing up so fast. It feels like just yesterday we were all gathered by our lockers in highschool eating our lunch and chatting. Well the memories is what we have to hold on to…and the pictures. Congrats again to Lisa & Shawn.

 Peace, Sepi.

I get sooo much of my inspiration for creating things from all my blogging ‘friends’ around the creative bloggy circles! They make me so happy with all their beautiful pics and tutorials…so I thought maybe I would join in the fun and spread some of the love around…!

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Here goes nothin’!

I don’t know if it’s because so many people log onto wordpress or what but It’s the one website that’s really slow for my laptop…well other than facebook that is.

OK , so i have started my Magazine writing class and so far so good. My teacher is very humorous which is a plus cause by 9pm my brain is not following instructions that as fast as in the morning. I’m almost going in slow motion. I keep hearing that we all have a voice in our writing. I honestly don’t think i have found my “voice.”

OK I am addicted to Britain’s Got Talent. I love the contestants Susan Boyle, Jamie Pugh,and Shaheen Jafargholi. I mean top best singers I have seen. Diversity and Flawless are amazing dancers. This is the 3rd season. I hope that one of these three win cause they are fantastic. I mean I can’t forget the other acts but there are more amazing acts out there that we haven’t seen. It’s funny that they look at Susan Boyle and Judge right away that she can’t sing. Did those cynical people not learn from Paul Potts? A cellphone salesman? I mean I was shocked in the first season after that. I think that It’s one show to really keep watching. It really shows that you can never judge a book by it’s cover. I know that’s so old and said many times but I totally believe that. Got to go now.

A few weeks ago Albertans found out the provincial government spent $25 MILLION for a rebranding campaign on Alberta. First of all Alberta’s image is not changed by a few ads on TV. The Government just used this rebranding excuse to spend more of the people’s money. I think we have become a ‘cash cow’ for the conservatives. It is outrageous just how much they put into this whole campaign, when we clearly have a large number of people living on the streets. The money could have been used to create more housing or jobs. In my opinion that would be a more productive way to attract tourists and at the same time change Alberta’s image. It would also be nice not to see so many homeless people sleeping by the LRT steps or in local parks. Another goof up is the embarrassing mistake they made by using a beach photo from Northumberland, England in the Ad they keep running- Freedom to Create, Spirit to Achieve. The very thing the government was trying to avoid happened and that is Alberta’s name being dragged in the mud. 

Peace

Sepi.

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I got up at 0630 hrs on 26th January 2009, and ask me why, There is a simple answer to it, Patriotism filled from my childhood and being in so close proximity to military personal in my family, answer was quiet obvious, Actually its so high for the only fine reason, My DAD, who called me constantly from 0530 hrs only to see I don’t break the code, that he made me follow for so long.

I somehow reached my college on time, precisely at 0800 hrs, Astonished! Good all my classmate did (few who attended the ceremony) and had the question on there face right intact, “he never attends class on time and he was here way beyond time” STRANGE. Nice and thanks DAD!

Now it was that obvious wired feeling growing inside me that, many noticing you around with the celebrity status and marked fiasco that I created for them. And it was no long when I felt left alone and I started speaking to some of my seniors, the discussion was obvious placements and recession, but somehow my senior Ramakrishnan (RK) shifted the topic to the recent news telling “India will celebrate its RD with 60% around population with youngsters”, and the fact that we noticed there at the flag hoisting ground, hardly 1/4th of the college strength and see the reason that non attendees gave was a lame, SLEEP! It went on and blame game started as that pretty management oldies do, and I agree true seriously true, though I come in the same boat, but then, alas, no help!

As we finished the discussion there was still this hustling and buzzing about me, and an announcement around for the line up, and the ceremony started with all our three directors and the administrator of colleges from SIC taking there seats side by. Not long did it take the population to settle down on rows to be followed. And my adrenaline whooped to the peek for my patriotism, Flag hoisting and The National anthem, which did my head up to sing that with full energy to show all my respect that I owe to my country.

Finished was this but the topic for my dilemma was yet to showcase, the national anthem was shortly followed by speeches of all three directors and the administrator’s, [I am sorry, I wont take there names!], they were short lived but marked an extrapolated sense that actually mean that we dint care for the occasion but primarily for what not, read ahead.

First of them, [A respected director] went on the stage [I am just recollecting the gist]& as he starts, we love our children and we are aware of the recession that’s been around for so long and we our love for children has brought directors together and will take care for the same and we are coming up with some solutions to our student, don’t go out of the market place but be inside the market place & be some value addition to the market, don’t be problems but some valued solution’s, he referred to Mumbai blast and said even if people are tarnishing our image and as a result of fear we may loose business but we will overcome it, only if you guys can be up to market expectation. We love our children and are coming up with new things to work out for you. [Now I was sure the fake thing he mentioned, were obvious,  and I know attendees were knowing the crap, good thing was he ended it soon]

Now second Speaker, [The respected director again], Started with the same note on Recession and stuffs, and referred to the marking of the new era and year 2009 bringing President OBAMA on US chairs, and said he will bring us a change in the present world and lets expect a good note to start on, and repeated we in SIC would help you find the place in the market. [A short speech though but then read it again].

Now the third speaker, [The respected Deputy Director] repeated the very same line and gist of it. He bit spoke about Indian banks though, which he referred to the saving funda. But rested his speech in more than any chaotic speaker could.

Off late, hearing all this I was waiting that my fourth speaker will speak what I want, He is from the background, that I belong and holds the very same respect to me as my DAD do, with the shaking tone he started with the same line and gosh! I said to myself not again, But he then said in Hindi something that I Loved to hear, “HUM MAY SE AGAR HAR EK APNAY AAPKO THEEK KAREIN, THO KISIKO KISI K BAARAY MAY SOCHNA NAHI PADEGA, HUM YAHAN APNAY PAR HAIN AUR KAL JAB SAMAY AYEGA TOH YEH CHEEZ BAHUTH FAYADA KAREGI”, and he terminated saying all the best.

Now to my dilemma, Each of those director who spoke on the very auspicious day to India when 60% of the very population of youth, first time in the history, out numbering any countries youth population, the 60th celebration marked the words Recession, Market, Placements and USA’s president, and given time what not.

But bottom line, being as an Indian and a family which I belong, which had saga of stories to recite with their bravery and sacrifice to protect its Land, and a father who woke me up to salute the flag that he spent all his life to protecting it, Only to know what, it had the speech not even remembering my brother who sacrificed his life in protecting the dignity of India in Mumbai shootout. A speech that referred not a single sacrificing story & the saga that my family wrote to protect, the speech that insisted on US strength to protect us, the speech that hardly meant INDIA in it.

What did you mean from all this, my morning filled with all those warmth my father did sent, had hardly meant anything, lost at the space where I saw, it never mattered.

And at last these Speeches that probably Republic Day of India mustn’t have showered!!!

“Beuteltiere erzählen…” Episode three: How we started blogging

The initial boost for conquering the web with our own blog gave us the Dawanda Event “Make it! Blog it!Shop it”  in September. There Holly Becker from Decor8 and Nic from Luiza Pimpinella told us about their blogs, their work and their creativity.

School is officially over.
I won’t be walking into the classrooms until the fifth of Januray. I’m excited.

Originally school was suppose to end today, but it sort of happened a weeee bit earlier. There had been a snow storm the night before on Thursday, making it impossible to go to school. But I love how the school officials posted a two-hour delay at 5 something in the morning and then around 7 said there was no school. I feel bad for whoever went to school without getting the memo.

I spent my Thursday’s practically at my friend’s boyfriend’s house; aka, my neighbor. It was pretty fun actually. Out of our seven year friendship, I finally went into his house. Not that big of a deal, just I’m surprised it took me so long to actually hang out with him. We played video games, I totally owned at Wii Bowling and surprisingly suck at my very own sport, tennis! Deeng. I eventually got hungry and raided his kitchen and later he taught me how to play poker; seven hand draw to be exact. He says I have beginner’s luck, and that he’s never seen anyone get so many straights before.

Today, as I said before was suppose to be the day school was officially over. But anyways, I didn’t do much other than retrieve my car from my old bus stop, go to the mall, and help out at Operation Christmas Store for ROTC. Oh, I drove the guy I like’s little brother, who happens to be in my grade, but I call him little because the one I like is my senior? I’m not sure if I’m saying that correctly, but whatevs. I was really looking forward to seeing him, but turns out he was out at the movies. I swear, he always is.

And what sucks is that for the past couple of weeks things started to get rocky between us. Just at the end of football season and the beginning of wrestling, it seemed like we were dating but we weren’t. Appearantly he’s liked this one girl since 9th grade, but she already graduated, and after spending so much time with me…He tells me about her? And then starts spending more and more time away from me. In the end, we talked about it in my car when I was driving him back to the high school, and this is weeks later almost. And I know I should have kissed him, but I wanted to see if there were any sparks left. It just didn’t feel the same to me. I felt like I was dumped and lead on. But maybe we’ll patch things up this vacation, hopefully.

But there is now another factor that might ruin things between us. There is another guy, now he’s not a bad guy. It’s just that, in the guy who I like’s absence, I started talking to this one guy who’s a great friend of mine and another senior who I had crushed on the first time I met him. It’s vice versa for him, but it’s not that same. I really like the guy I like, but this friend was there when I needed someone, and then we told each other that we liked each other. But now, I’m not sure if he still sees that I like the guy I like still, and that I just like him as a really good friend.

Baah, I’ve gotten myself into a mess. I’m always stuck between two guys and I don’t know which one to chose. Actually, this is why I gave up on dating. There is always some guy that will come along, get my attention, and then I back out because I don’t want to get intoa relationship. I don’t think I’m mentally ready to be in a relationship, anyways. And it’s hard to talk to people about it because they’re only saying what I want to hear, and not what needs to be said. Baah, but whatevs.

WINTER VACATION OHHH EIGHT = Anti-boy vacation.
I’ll see next year if I can do this whole ‘date’ thing.

Wish me luck!

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Basically, other than her major actions such as cooing, giggling, wiggling, kicking and being parallel on floor (meniarap- help me if there is any suitable words of meniarap in English, I cant find any! My English is so poor hehe) Sophie has become an expert in:

1. Stand up- moves up

She loves trying hard to move up like our actions to wake up after lying down. Unfortunately, she can’t finish doing the stand as her knee still soft. To support her strength-will, we just hold her left and right hand fingers then she moves up herself. Strong bones ya?

2. Understand Cause and effects

Sophie has beginning to understand cause and effect! We actually bought her a mobile fan that could be attached to her stroller. The mobile fan got fancy lights that attracts her glance every time she goes to bed. One day, we put Sophie in her crib and monitor her actions 5 meters away. Sophie was looking at the fan and her eyes crossed. Then she rubbed her eyes and brought her hand to the fan blades (the blades are actually made from soft materials). She was shocked! Few seconds later, we saw Sophie pointed out her index finger to the fan cautiously. SO SWEET! She learnt that if she put her fingers at the blades, she might get hurt and shock!

3. Making Bubbles and chewy-chewy

Yeah these are her recent habits in signs of ” I need a feeding bottle“. She chews like having taste of sweet Spearmint gum. Her saliva is the medium! She loves looking at bubbles soap blew by babah. Using that idea, she’s making her own!

4. The C-turn sleep style

Taking a nap is not a silence routine for Sophie, as she tends to move her body in C figure pattern. The first 5 minutes we’ll see her head on a pillow where else the 15 minutes later the pillow is already at her feet. So naughty wiggling-girl!

5. Cooing before sleep and giggling in sleep

before she sleeps; Sophie coos her own words like she is a Singing Idol contestant. This is not frequent, as she tends to coo when she is truly exhausted. Giggling in sleep is normal to every baby I guess.

6. Smile the extra mile, mimic a pity face

Lovely, she has totally understood to reply a smile back to us. If we smile, she smiles back. If we are making jokes and laugh, she laughs too. If she cries, we mimicking a mercy face, then she follows. Haha..

7. Love watching TV

Truly, television really attracts children. At her 2 to 3 months, Sophie loves watching Disney, CN and Nick channels. She can’t miss watching Jojo’s circus, Bob the builder and Mr. Spongeys and friends. Hmm, mama needs to find a study plan for her soon ya!

8. Support my back, I wanna sit. I’m a big baby

Sophie wants us to treat her like she can sit already. If watching TV, she doesn’t want to be put down, or in lay-down position. She wants to sit like us, so we have to support her back so that she can sit and watch TV. Try putting her down, she will cry to the highest keynote! Huhu..What a demand!

She will turn 4 months another 2 weeks. Hopefully she will be a brilliant- minded baby! Sophie..Sophie…mama and babah love you so much!

O to Joy. So I have school tomorrow. But Veterans Day is on a Tuesdays. It defeats the purpose of having a four day week! So we go to school on a Monday and then take Tuesday off, yeah that’s definately a three-day weekend! Haha, I think I’m just trying to avoid going to bed right now.

I’m one of the biggest procrastinators in life! My friend I were going to start a procrastination club, but never got around to it for some odd reason. ;] Ha. I think a coule more days of this and I’ll have it down. New websites are a bit troublesome for me sometimes! Like with Facebook, man…That took me a while to be like, “Oh, so that’s how you do it!” Myspace, moy that was just easy. I remember how it went from Xanga this and that, to Myspace, and a little dash of Facebook now. Funny how things change, but are still the same. Like coffee, you can change the brand but it’s still coffee. I don’t think that’s the greatest example, but whatevs it’s all good.

I say that alot, “whatevs, it’s all good.” I wonder why. Come to think of it, I say that just because, there is no reason that I can think of to why I say that. But look at the time, I should be heading to bed. I know I won’t be able to sleep in tomorrow morning, how lame! Till tomorrow and how wonderful my day went!

Good night, mwah.