The Department of
he Journalism program, the oldest in the college, gives students a strong grounding in the arts and sciences and equips them with the skills currently required by the profession.Â
Over time, the Journalism curriculum has undergone many changes, with some courses being abolished and others being introduced or integrated with the aim of keeping up with the technology and the needs of the industry. However the basic philosophy behind the program has remained intact. Students are trained to be socially responsible and critical professionals -- aware of the power and responsibilities of the press, committed to defend press freedom, and living up to the highest professional and ethical standards.
“There is no above or beneath—there are only those we love. And we serve those we love.” -Brandon Sanderson, Elantris
Jasmine Q. Afuang “Mas Mature” Love. If there’s one way to describe Jas, it’s that she’s full of love.
sunflower that never stops facing the sun, filled with warmth and overwhelming glee, Jas just might be the happiest, most optimistic person that most people have ever been blessed enough to meet. Her friends and family can testify to how much light she can bring into a room just because she makes everyone feel loved. Jas has a gift of making anyone feel comfortable around her. This is why she’s often the one to be ushered in front of a group of strangers and visitors. With the carefree disposition of a child but the wisdom of an old soul, you’ll feel like you can talk to her about anything. Her close friends are often thankful for her keen ability to listen and give advice, and will never make you feel as if you were a fish out of water, which is why her barkada calls her “Mommy Jas.”
Her never ending faith sets her apart and her passion to share this makes her the lovable person that she is. A truly admirable person, Jas doesn’t only have time for her friends and family—she’s also a total geek. Spending her quiet days buried under her videogames, music, and books, Jas can spend hours geeking over Alienware, Star Wars, EDM, and physics concepts. Believe it or not, she actually squeals when she talks about magnets—but this just makes her all the more fun to be with. With her zest and enthusiasm for the things that she shares with her friends, anyone can see that Jas is so filled with love—it translates to her overall love for life. Although petite, Jas cannot be missed because of her smile that never fades, and her bubbly attitude that never fails to brighten someone’s day.
â€œIt is our choices that show us what we truly are, far more than our abilities.â€? -Albus Dumbledore
Camille A. Aguinaldo “Pocket Full of Sunshine”
here are a lot of things Camille won’t believe would apply to herself, even if you say so.
she delights herself in the simplest of things— whether it’s a spoonful of sisig, or a gift with a back story, or a night under the stars.
For one, she has always been the hardworker, but she would call herself lazy. Sometimes, she would say she’s a lone wolf, but would always go out of her way to help others. She would claim she doesn’t know how to cheer people up, yet her quirky remarks and persistent cause to consume all the Korean ice cream in the world are enough to spark smiles and laughter from her friends going through their hell weeks.
Camille would also not believe you if you told her she’s a beautiful person. Yet more than the pretty outside, her jolly demeanor brightens everyone’s day up. It is somehow frustrating that she wouldn’t even believe you when you tell her she can soar to great heights one day, conquer UP’s terrible academic helpings and graduate with a smirk on her face, and be successful in taming the vicious track of Journalism, through all the obstacles she’d probably face.
People associate her with the “burgis” trope that thrives in her home city, Makati, yet
But you still believe in her, because she can. And she will. And you won’t regret believing in the end.
â€œKapag pumula na ang Silangan, malapit na ang kalayaanâ€? -Awit ng Kalayaan
Judielyn Agua “Sunset Glow”
f she can have all the time in the world, she will walk and walk aimlessly along foreign streets, gaze at fancy houses and stores, stare at harried faces of people whose stories she may never know. She will shuffle her feet towards one unknown place to another, sniffing new scents, discovering strange sounds. At one point she may start to panic, anxious to be with all
the things she grew accustomed with, missing the comfort of familiarity they bring. But she will like it – love the feeling of being lost across the busy sidewalks, to drift with the crowd amidst the sea of haste, dread, confusion. She will wander like a careless child she had once been, taking all the time she need to breathe the world in, before she tears it all down.
â€œDo not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.â€? -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Anna Jenica D. Bacud “The Happy-Go-Lucky Performer”
ollege may have been a roller coaster ride for Jenica — with all the transferring and shifting she had to go through — but she surely got off with a lot to take home. An intelligent student, a great writer, an incredible singer and a talented performer - whatever she does, she gives more than a hundred percent. With all the commitments she has, it is a mystery how she handles everything thrown her way. Even though you may constantly hear rants from her, Jenica’s passion and dedication for what she does is undeniable. Despite the lack of time in her hands, she always makes it a point to bond with the people dear to her heart. She is a loving daughter, a sweet and caring friend, and generally a fun-loving person. Jenica will be there for you no matter what, whether it be staying up late at night to cram together, going out on spontaneous food
trips, games and movie dates, or even listening to you rant about the complexity of school life to the technicalities of modern relationships. Her cheery attitude towards life makes her the perfect friend, confidant and partner in crime. Jenica may at times be overwhelmed with problems that come her way, but it would surprise you how easily she could laugh them off to focus on her priorities. Her unwavering faith made her into the strong person that she is today. She is never afraid to commit mistakes, and continuously pushes to be the best version of herself. She may one day be the amazing sports journalist that she aspires to become, but surely with her vast potential, her future is limitless. Beneath the happy-go-lucky girl is a woman of fierce strength and character, who’s clearly ready to take on the world.
â€œBe your best self for others.â€?
Froilan Victor T. Bacungan Jr. “Anything less than absolute excellence simply will not do”
roilan wrote “Journalism” as his first choice in the UPCAT application form because, at the time, he thought that it would help him achieve his lifetime goal: writing about cars in a leading motoring publication. But four years in the country’s leading journalism school can change a person. Starting out as a rotund, squeaky-voiced freshie, who never even contributed to his school paper, he was hurled into a world of leads, legwork and late nights of frantic writing, copy-editing and layout. As the years passed (and as his voice lowered a few octaves), he got to experience the broad spectrum of Philippine mass media, from manhandling police blotters in Batasan Hills to inspecting the (surprisingly accurate) “Cirque du Soleil” room at Victoria Court for his public-relations class. In his quest to excel, though, he became a sort of a lone wolf in the college, being one of the few Maskom students
to never have joined an org. (And one of the many who never found love.) However, he did somehow end up as the college’s frenetic Head Registration Assistant, mostly because he got fed up waiting in line for three days for a Geology class (which, ironically, he never did get). After all these, Froilan realized that journalism is not just about writing about what you love, but that it is a vocation that one devotes one’s life to in order to unravel the truth. He also realized, much to his dismay, that the magazine he always wanted to work in wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be. He still hopes to make a career writing about cars, all while studying to be a lawyer. He also hopes to return to Maskom one day, as a professor, to inspire a new generation of socially responsible media practitioners, much like how his mentors inspired him.
â€œIt is a useless life that is not consecrated to a great ideal. It is like a stone wasted on the field without becoming a part of any edifice.â€? -Jose Rizal, El Filibusterismo
April Anne R. Benjamin “THE Benjamin”
young adult trapped inside a young girl’s body will never do justice to April Anne Benjamin.
April, the eldest among a brood of three, grew up in a man’s (or boy’s) world. She found excitement in racing with toy cars and patrolling the skies with a battery-operated toy plane. She always had people to look after her as she lived with her extended family early in her childhood but she is one independent woman. She has mastered the life of a dormer, even moving in and out of dormitories at one point in her life. She has gone through four years of almost seeing her family only on weekends and missing special celebrations. She is not one who wants people to worry about her but will appreciate a comforting hand from a friend. Although mistaken for a freshie throughout her life in Maskom, April was always seen as the
ideal ate by the lower batches. She is outspoken but she is also sensitive. She likes to see the best in even the worst scenarios but will always be critical of how things are to be handled and understood by her peers. She is a natural at being that silent operator – one who gets things done even with no one noticing. She also likes helping people out and finds fulfillment in the mere fact that her efforts made someone’s day. She does not need affirmation for her success and does not aspire for her good doings to reverberate through the college. April is truly the ate of her household, of her peers, and of her organization. There are just times that one cannot help but laugh at the sight of a very angry April in a pink top and short shorts, uttering her frustration with her signature shriek with her smalls hands up in the air.
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” -Maya Angelou
Meryl Louise T. Brown “A Woman of Heartfelt Musings”
f all places, the first time I talked to Meryl was in the I.D. room. Our friendship started with what has become a habit now. I forgot my pen and Meryl was there to lend me one. Not surprisingly, our relationship flowed in much the same course. Me always needing support and Meryl always behind my back supplying it as much as she can, with patience I’ve never seen before from a woman our age. That’s what Meryl is, I suppose—an uber patient and understanding girl who always sees the positive side of everything. Her gummy smile and silent laughter easily gravitate people toward her. She has a way with words that comfort a friend’s gloomy day or just a gentle aura that makes people comfortable to open their hearts out to her. I can’t count how many people come to Meryl a day and give her a hug instead of a casual hello.
But on top of her patience, Meryl has a gift that makes her daily encounters more valuable and personal. She has that ability to make people feel special about themselves— appreciating the unnoticeable things and making sure their opinions are listened to and valued. I would often whisper thoughts thinking that no one heard them or crack jokes no one will find funny. But Meryl would always be on the other side of the chair, laughing at my silly joke and responding to everything my mouth would say. With Meryl, a friend will always feel acknowledged and loved. With Meryl, a person can never feel alone. Fast forward to four years of friendship, Meryl still always has an extra pen to lend me. I’ve always said thank you but I haven’t put it into writing yet. Well, Meryl, thank you. You are a wonderful woman.
“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 10 That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” -2 Corinthians 12:9-11
Elizabeth Anne P. Cabiling “Girl on Fire”
t one glance you’d know that she’s a fighter. She never gives up and she never will.
She sits among the crowd of hopefuls during a voice audition and after a few months she’s out there larger than life, talented, enjoying the best of both worlds of Ignite rehearsals, Metro Manila tour and Asia Youth Conference with newly found friends including myself. But little did I have the faintest idea who this long-curlyhaired girl was. Her name is Elle and she loves to sing, do wacky dance, “jeje” camera pose, goof around, laugh hard and eat (like a food expert, if I may say). This girl on fire, (she once had ombre hair, fyi) has her soft side too. She openly shares her heart and dreams. Her desire is to put God
above her feelings, thoughts and actions no matter how she can easily let go and just be part of the bandwagon. She is known for her life of integrity, how she’s like an open book to us. Yet there’s a mystery kick into it that you’d always get curious in what’s going on in her beautiful mind. She’s a good communicator and without bias, a good and loyal friend. She’s bright as a button, and she’ll definitely wrap your mind’s attention and inspire your world. I’m so thankful we’ve crossed paths, Elle. You are born to be great and you know it full well. There’s a super bright future ahead of you and we’re always here to cheer you on and be with you in every milestone and would not miss it for the world. Thanks for being YOU! Love you to bits! Words by Sheena
Alyana Lea Carmela P. Cabral Alyana Was always Catching the Sunshine Because She wanted No stress Just smiles She Decided to Be Self-liberating And Help Get people Where they Need to be
â€œWe are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.â€? -Albus Dumbledore
Myra A. Cabujat
trength is the warmth of one womanâ€™s hands holding mine, every day for the last 5 years. It is the depth of her gaze, one that consumes me each time I look into her eyes. It is the fullness of her lips, which has blessed both my waking hours and my dreams in equal measure. It is the way her arms can wrap around me, and make me feel both lost and found as she holds me close. Strength is in her voice. It is a dominating voice, one that fills any space where you hear it. It is a graceful voice, one that dances to rhythm of the songs she sings. It is a courageous voice, one that she uses to speak of and against the hardships of the Filipino masses. Hers is a compassionate voice, one that carries the tone of the landless farmer, the unpaid worker, the jobless mother, the child robbed of an education. She has her own gravitational pull and people inevitably fall into her orbit wherever she
goes; it has always been that easy for her to know people and make new friends. She wouldnâ€™t have set the record for the highest number of votes won by a department representative candidate in Maskom history if she didnâ€™t have a magnetic personality. She is a superwoman. When both of her parents were hospitalized for serious conditions, she had to work not just for herself but for her entire family, while still fulfilling her responsibilities at school and in her student organizations. When weak lungs eventually failed to keep her father alive, she handled his death with grace and optimism, helping pull her family together through the experience, and still find time to worry about a Chua class. Strength is more than a state of mind; it is a state of being. Mhai does not merely possess strength; she is strength.
“This moment will just be another story someday.” -Charlie, The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
Veejay V. Calutan â€œThe Penultimate Studentâ€?
ko, mag-aaral ng Unibersidad ng Pilipinas-Diliman, na nagtataguyod ng Dangal at Kahusayan sa maraming pagkakataon, na miminsang dumadalo sa mga pagkilos ng mga mag-aaral para sa panlipunang pagbabago, namumulat at nagmumulat sa mga isyung panlipunan, nananatiling Iskolar ng at para sa Bayan, kahit na miminsang lumiliban at nahuhuli sa klase, miyembro ng #TeamCrammer, nagrereview isang araw o ilang oras bago ang exams, lande over laude, iniisip kung bakit walang forever, tweet nang tweet at fb nang fb, tumatambay sa mga university files at Overheard, hindi dumadalo sa mga GA, nananalangin sa Poong Maykapal sa biyayang tres, di natutulog at laging sabaw,
maka-ilang beses na nagkabisado ng ganitong preambulo, nagtatiyagang pumila para sa mas mababang bracket sa STS at mag-loan, nagaabang ng scholarship sa Vinzon, kumakain sa CASAA, mga kiosks o sa dating Beach House, nakikipagsiksikan sa MRT araw-araw, tumatawa kasama ang mga barkada at kaibigan kahit nagugutom, nasasaktan o walang pera, nakikisaya sa Lantern Parade, Oblation Run at nagpapalibre sa UP Fair, sumisigaw para sa mga manlalaro ng UP, umiiyak, nagmamahal, minamahal at patuloy na inaalala ang mga karanasang binigay ng unibersidad, ay nagpapatibay at nagpapahayag ng yearbook write-up na ito.
“A ship in a harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.” -John Shedd