I spent four years of my life in U.P. Diliman. Fired up by my own parents’ inspiring theoretical and practical education in this same school, I entered U.P. While the situation my parents were in was different than the one I found when I came, there’s one thing that has not changed at all.

U.P. is still the bastion of critical thinking. I still hold the Oblation as the ultimate symbol of service and self-sacrifice for a greater good.

In U.P. I found my voice… and I still have it 15 years since I took my last undergraduate class.