the perils of

Tuesday Woke up to one of the nicest "good morning" messages ever (mainly because it involved me not having to walk to school).  Breakfast at Cervini caf! Cheese hotdog and an egg with a nice cup of hepatitis to go n_n  Psych fourth long test @_@ THE LAST FIL CLASS I WILL EVER HAVE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE OMG (Kids, take Ma'am Miclat-Janssen for Fil 14. She's a one-of-a-kind teacher, honest-to-goodness.) I didn't even realize that Tuesday's Filipino class was my last, EVER, until Rap so kindly pointed it out to me today. And I don't know how to react to this. In all the fifteen years I've spent as a student, Filipino has consistently been the subject I struggled the most with, the subject I always scored lowest at, and the one class in which I actually  prayed I wouldn't be forced to recite. And now that it's all over... Well, on one hand, I'm 999999999999999999999 times thankful that I won't have to take the Filipino finals (whi...

         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...