I'd always counted on my cellphone to wake me up every morning by playing some Manila radio station at precisely 6:30 AM, but for four days this week I found myself scrambling out of bed around 7:15. Rather than pin the blame on my phone's not going off, I have a feeling that I just sleep through the radio alarm when it comes on. That would explain why, when I was dreaming once about being in my lola's house in Cagayan, that infernal Korean song "Gee" started playing out of nowhere. And, yes, much Korean-style dancing was involved. Today was different. The alarm ring tone was "Miracles Happen", by Myra, and from the moment I was able to separate my eyelids, I knew it was gonna be a good day. For one thing, today was the last Friday of the sem. And, for another, today was our last English 12 class!!!!!!! (Under normal circumstances, I would add thirty thousand more exclamation points to my previous sentence. However, today do...