BEYOND THE CENTENNIAL: MAROONED
The last time I have seen the beauty of whites combined with the colorful sablays was two years ago when my brother graduated with thousands of other students from U.P. Diliman. It reminded me of two years ago. When I was one of them. Graduation day--- It was a proud sight for parents; seeing their children march while proudly bearing the seal of being a UP graduate--- the Sablay. For the graduates, graduation day is something phenomenal--- It was a day of soaring prides; their prides of being graduates of the State University that had already produced a great number of influential and great people. And graduation was also a seal of survival--- having survived the bittersweet torture the university had cast upon them. For the alumni, it was a different story. Graduation is a painful reminiscence of the past when they were the ones in the place of the graduates-- when they are wearing the same smiles and proud faces and bearings. Post- graduate depression. Who cou...