I remember how I first found out I passed the UPCAT – my friends screaming, telling me there’s a fax on the School Office bulletin board, with three names who got into UP. Judging from their faces, I ended up screaming myself.

It was a BIG deal.

(Author’s note: The account is personal and limited to my recollection. This is a work in progress and everyone is enjoined to correct facts and share their memories that transpired in the UP Baguio Campus that we all love.)
It was a bright and pleasantly cold morning when I first set-foot as a freshman in UP Baguio. UP Baguio was welcoming. The oblation ground was immaculately green, the weather was at its best in June, the campus was conveniently small, and the queue during the enrollment was short.

There’s an ongoing contest at the UP Baguio website. In a nutshell it goes like this: identify all the names of the faculty (including one student assistant) in this photo and win a prize. Here are the details of the contest. Anyway, win or lose, you’ll get a free trip down memory lane.

Inchoate Random UPB Reveries
By Ed Taala, batch 1972
When I was in grade one, I told my teacher that I wanted to blog when I grow up. She rolled her eyes as if I did not deserve to breathe. Little did she know that I was tagged by the blogosphere god Gino O to relive the past UPB experience, share the present and “ruin the future,” no, I mean ruminate about the future. I am grateful and humbled. Ok the wannabe blogger part is a stretch, and I made that …