It was almost midnight. I was so sleepy and tired, yet I was all over the house, looking for some supposedly lost money. How come?
Earlier that day, we were at the mall and I bought a pair of sandals while my cutie Sis bought slippers for Mom. Then later in the evening, this was the exchange of conversation between her and me (chatting over the Internet while she’s upstairs in her room):
Sis: yo ang change sa slippers ni Mama naa nimo? (is the change for Mom’s slippers with you?)
Me: wait
Sis: tagpila man tu (how much was it?)
Me: 145
Me: wala diay nimo? (isn’t it with you?)
Me: nalimot man ko if nakakuha ko money (I forgot if I got the money)
Sis: wala man tingali kay kulang man ug P500 ang money (maybe not, coz I lack Php500)
Me: 355 ang change dapat (the change should have been Php355)
Me: mag accounting sa ko uy (I’ll do some accounting first)
Me: waaaaaaaaaaaaaa (my usual expression when in despair)
Me: taysa yo (wait)
Sis: im so sleepy na
Sis: sleep na ko yo
Me: k
Me: acctg pa ko
Me: okies
Sis: gud niteee
Now since I was the self-appointed family treasurer, I immediately did my part and guess what, I found out the cash on hand was just fine except if I was the one who took the change, then it would really lack Php355. Now this got me so worried, did I really get the change from the cashier? Or did my Sis get it? I really can’t remember now. It’s true that you can’t go to sleep if you owe somebody something, right? It was already past midnight. I wanted to wake everybody up and ask them about other expenses we made for that day but unfortunately, they were all asleep. I was already getting mad at my Sis too. So, while the rest of the world was in dreamland, I was there opening my bag and wallet for the nth time to see if the change was there but to no avail.
Finally, I remembered what I wrote in this blog the previous day: “So I’ll just seize each day and live it as if it’s going to be my last.” Such tough words, huh. Then I asked myself, “What if tomorrow would really be my last?” My sis would be leaving for Europe the next day, does it really matter if some cash is missing? I imagined my soul flying a bit far from where I am and saw my pathetic self so helpless and tired. Poor me, wasting my energy on such trivial matters. It was then that I realized I should not worry. I must let go of what I feel. And so off I went to sleep.
The next day, while everybody was busy preparing for our trip to the airport, I told my Sis I didn’t have the change. I also asked Mom of other expenses I could have missed. My Sis did her accounting again, and finally she announced, “I got it now! I forgot to account the mangoes I bought at the stalls.” Toinks. Oh well, that's just my beloved sister, forgetting something coz maybe she was busy browsing the web that evening and read about George Lindemann Jr. playing Polo or some other stuff from social diaries.
Now, the phrase “seize each day and live it as if it’s going to be my last” has been more meaningful to me because of that simple incident. Sigh. I miss my cutie Sis, even if I’m chatting with her over the Internet now.
“Hello and welcome once again, this is the Kuazee podcast… thanks for listening. Today we’re gonna be talking about the top ten Philippine hoaxes…”
You’ve heard of blogs invading the internet, but… what about podcasts? Yep, those multimedia recorded files on the internet… it’s as simple as listening to your favorite topics or articles and subscribing to them instead of reading them.
There aren’t that many podcasters yet (right, Kuazee?), but I am sure this technology would sooner or later be embraced by more people out there… well, who knows I might start my own podcast – there are times when I would get tired of typing it out on the keyboard and isn’t it cool to just use your voice, talk about what’s bugging you lately while recording the whole thing, then….share it to the world.
Well, you don’t have to own a really nice voice for a podcast, for me, content is still the main thing here – you wouldn’t want to bore your listeners with some idle nonsense talk. A dj-sounding voice would actually be a big plus I think, coz that would give your listeners the illusion that they’re listening to somebody who looks like Wentworth Miller. 
And with podcasting comes many tools and techie stuff to better this craft. There’s a lot of buzz about podcasting and some bloggers like Neil Crespi are airing out their comments on an interesting article about what you must not do in podcasting. I guess podcasts are here to stay.
Days pass me by like a blur when I am busy with life, but they seemed like forever when I am waiting for things I hoped for.
Keeping track of time, counting the days and months, made me feel…
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Ideas are powerful. A train of thought can make or break, build or destroy. The choice is ours. Our ideas become our future. I believe that life’s meaningful lessons are best learned when shared with others.
