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26/07/2025

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲! 🎉

You've been a true pillar of creativity in our publication with your amazing concepts that helped shape the publication's efficiency in delivering our materials. On this day, we wish you joy, success, and fulfillment. Let's keep the momentum going in the months ahead!

26/07/2025

𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗦𝗼𝗼𝗻, 𝗧𝗼𝗼 𝗢𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗻: 𝗔𝗿𝗲 𝗪𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗶𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗤𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗘𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻?
by Romeo A. Fabie III

“𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙖𝙨.”

This is something we often hear from older generations: those who walked through ankle-deep floods, braved strong winds under umbrellas that folded at every corner, and showed up anyway. In those days, suspension was rare. The expectation was to endure. That wasn’t recklessness; it was resilience.

Today, typhoon signals don’t even have to reach landfall before classes are called off. Suspensions come early, sometimes hours or even a full day before any real threat is confirmed. And while the intention is rooted in safety, we are now faced with a deeper dilemma: are we compromising learning too soon, too often?

Typhoons in the Philippines are a reality—and they are nothing new to us. We live in a country visited by an average of 20 tropical cyclones a year. But living with typhoons should mean adapting, not retreating. The early, often preemptive suspension of classes has become a pattern that prioritizes caution but neglects continuity.

What’s lost in these decisions is more than just an hour of lecture. Students miss opportunities for structured learning, engagement, and development. Teachers lose momentum. Lessons are rushed or scrapped. The rhythm of the academic calendar, already challenged by post-pandemic adjustments, suffers another blow.

In urban areas, some private schools can shift seamlessly to online platforms. But in many public schools, especially in rural communities, a suspended class means a dead stop. No backup plans, no alternative learning, just another day wasted. When this happens again and again throughout the year, it doesn’t just pause education—it reinforces systemic inequality and leaves the most vulnerable students further behind.

The challenge isn’t simply about whether to suspend or not. It’s about the approach. Are these decisions based on solid data and thorough assessment? Are schools equipped with flexible strategies that allow learning to continue, even when students cannot be physically present?

Recent discussions on the internet have highlighted how pressure from the public may influence local governments to suspend classes early. While the concern is valid, especially in areas prone to floods, landslides, or unsafe roads, decisions must be guided by accurate information and careful planning rather than uncertainty alone.

Parents' concerns are valid—no child should be put at risk. But safety must not be used as a reason to abandon learning altogether. Preparedness must go beyond simply calling off school. It requires the government to take decisive action through sustained investments in resilient infrastructure, clear and enforceable protocols, and flexible learning systems that can respond immediately when disruptions occur. We don’t need to continue learning in the middle of the storm—but the government must ensure that education resumes without delay once it passes.

This is not about choosing between safety and education. Both must be upheld. While suspending classes at the first sign of a storm may feel like the safest option, doing so too frequently can result in lasting consequences.

Immediate safety measures must be balanced with long-term learning needs. While safety must always come first, we must also ensure that every precaution we take today does not inadvertently jeopardize the future of quality education tomorrow.

Pubmat by: Cris Niño Planta

25/07/2025

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐢! 🥳

May you continue to become a harbinger of truth, unbiased in nature, and steadfast in purpose. We wish you peace, happiness, and more blessings in life. Let us make the upcoming academic year a rollercoaster ride!

Pubmat by: Kyle Matthew L. Rosete

25/07/2025

𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴?
by Ana Isabella M. Aquino

They say we are merely students who write.
What an absurdity.

How easily some forget—or ignore—that writing is more than compliance. That journalism is more than a pen dancing on the surface of a paper.

To date, I honestly cannot fathom why the term “journalism” is branded as a negative action. It has been imprinted in our consciousness that it is an illegal movement that opposes the government, a profession that controls people, and a mission that was given an antagonistic inception to activism, which is not a negative thing.

With this, journalists face physical threats and violence, intimidation and harassment, legal and regulatory restrictions, and condemnation.

In school settings, campus journalists are often branded as students who only take shots, who post opinions and articles, and who produce magazines in compliance with a certain campus' requirement. People in power expect them to only publish the good side, achievements, and the happenings that could elevate the campus' reputation. They expect them to capture the moment they lend their hands to someone or the moment they smile, with a sympathetic look on their faces.

It is no doubt that the thought "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙤? 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨," can be read on their faces.

If there is Republic Act No. 11440 or the "National Campus Press Freedom Day Act," which aims to recognize the importance of the campus press in promoting and protecting the freedom of the press and freedom of expression within educational institutions, then why does our freedom seem conditional?

The existence of the said Republic Act is there; however, why can't we feel their regard in campus press? Why are there no efforts in devising programs that could help campus journalists hone their skills to deliver more in the future? In truth, the fight continues, with censorship in news articles being published, scarcity of funds being allocated to cover journalism-related programs, and deficiency of aid to amplify the voices of students in universities.

Why is there so little support for the students who dare to ask:
"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜?"
"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣?"
"𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧?"

It seems, to them, we are just students scribbling words, sentences, and phrases.

Then so be it—if we are "just writers," we are the ink-stained rebels of reality.

We are not here as their photographers, writers, and broadcasters, to make a name for them, to protect and freshen their reputations. We are investigators—missioned to convey the rawness of a phenomenon and unveil the secrets that hide beneath. We do not write to please; we write to uncover.

Campus journalism is not something as baseless as giving opinions without reliable sources, spouting nonsense, and irrelevant viewpoints. It seeks to deliver the truth, to create a lasting influence, and to arouse the sleeping mind and spirit of the students. It sparks curiosity, leadership, and a heavy hold of power and responsibility to be a medium for the voices that echo in the hallways, columns, and student feeds. We are the core of the severed.

Hence, I couldn't wait for the time when students and universities would walk hand-in-hand to embrace the importance and quench their nescience in the concept of campus journalism.

So I ask: will you continue to believe the diluted image of campus journalism? Or will you help us reclaim our rightful places, shape new destinies, and create new narratives for a better landscape of storytelling?

Pubmat by: Kyle Matthew L. Rosete

25/07/2025

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞:
Same Rain, Different Roofs

by Emman Trevor A. Quilala

It's the time again when countless cups of coffee will be made and emptied as the weather coerces our human bodies to rot in bed. The sound of raindrops naturally make melodies, soothing for some, but cruel for others. Some would enjoy cooking their favorite 'sopas' while indulging in the comfort of the rain. Some would laze in watching their favorite movie on their TV while ordering their food online. These are the common stories that we hear, perhaps the ideal one---where one doesn't have to worry about the brewing storm.

But there are stories that are sadder than drizzles, heavier than raindrops, sway more violently than winds, and resonates stronger than raging storms. And these stories typically unearth social reality, evoke anguish---sometimes even tragedy.

While we are all affected by the rain, the marginalized sector suffers more, the less-privileged feel more cursed. Farmers would tend to cry louder as heavy rainfalls ravaged ruthlessly their crops, leaving every single grain in the field hollow---to exaggerate, useless. Fishermen would tend to swim deeper in despair as they cannot guarantee food for the next days for their family, as sailing while there's a storm utterly means su***de. Laborers and contractual workers would wail over the suspension of works as they only depend on the no-work-no-pay system, to think that their pay for the previous month may still be uncredited and underway. Perhaps the saddest story is that of the homeless, because in times of disasters, they can do nothing but pray, begging the Divine Being for the rain to cease before they do.

Either way, these stories only tell one thing: that in some situations, we're just a victim of our circumstances.

In any case, this is not to invalidate the rich or gaslight them into thinking that the tragedies of other people are their fault---of course not. They worked hard for what they have; they deserve it. This is, however, to remind everyone that not all rains bring peace to all of us, that not all families have a roof over their head, that the same rain that kisses our skin isn't gentle for everyone.

And in this time of crisis, it wouldn't hurt to show and share sensitivity, to empathize with others sincerely, and to understand the realities of other people with the intent to learn that not all rains are comforting, sometimes it is harsh for others, but most of the time it is diabolical for the poor.

Pubmat: Kyle Matthew Rosete

24/07/2025

24/07/2025

As the darkness blankets the sky, let us remain vigilant and alert at all times. Let us all pray for everyone's safety and a peaceful night ahead. May God keep our roofs robust against the untamed downpour and our walls sturdy against the mighty gust of the wind. Stay safe and dry, everyone! ☔️

23/07/2025

𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐘 | 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐤
𝙗𝙮: 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚

I’ve shown my body more times than I’ve ever been given flowers—and there’s something quietly devastating about that. Not in the loud, exaggerated way, but in the way a person learns to flinch before they’re touched, in the way silence settles in your chest when you realize no one has ever chosen to love you gently.

My body has been seen, taken, praised, even worshiped—but rarely, if ever, been loved. I gave it away hoping someone would stay after. Hoping someone would look at me like I was more than skin stretched over longing. But they never did. They left with pieces of me, and I never asked for them back. I didn’t know I could.

F*ck! I love flowers; I love them so much. I stare too long at bouquets displayed in stores, wondering what it’s like to be the reason someone slows down and thinks: "Oh, she would like this." I imagine what it’s like to be wanted that way—softly, without condition.

Flowers don’t ask for anything. They’re just given, offered, placed into hands as if to say: "I saw you and thought of beauty." I love that. I crave that. I’ve spent years giving away parts of myself, and all I ever wanted was something as simple and undeserved as a rose wrapped in tissue paper. Not for a birthday. Not after a night together. Just…because.

Maybe, that’s why I hate my body. Not because it’s broken or wrong, but because it’s become the only language I know to ask to be loved. I’ve trained myself to believe that being wanted means being touched. That affection had to be earned with silence and submission. But when the lights go out and the door clicks shut behind someone else, I am left with nothing but echoes—and this body I no longer recognize.

I hate it because it has learned to perform. I hate it because no one ever stayed long enough to see it as more than a stage. Still, I would trade every unbuttoned moment for a single flower given in earnest. At least then, I knew someone saw me—really saw me—and thought I was worth the softness.

And maybe one day, with grace and not with dread, I’ll be handed a flower before I’m led to bed.

Pubmat by: Kyle Matthew L. Rosete

23/07/2025

𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐒 | A vibrant trail of yellow and black marked the energetic presence of the College of Business Administration and Accountancy (CBAA) in a parade in line with the 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐎 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 themed "𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐢 𝐭𝐢 𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐰," on July 22. The parade commenced at the university entrance, passed through Calle Rizal, and concluded at the UNP Gymnasium. The lively participation of the CBAA students showed their enthusiasm in welcoming the Academic Year 2025-2026.

Photos by: Mark Louis Ibarra

20/07/2025

𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐄𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬!
Are you passionate about storytelling, reporting, and creative expression? Your moment has arrived!

𝐁𝐢𝐳𝐍𝐞𝐰𝐬—The Official Student Publication of the College of Business Administration and Accountancy—is now opening its doors to aspiring campus journalists who are ready to make their mark. Whether you wield the pen, the camera, or the mic, there’s a place for you on our team.

We are looking for passionate and dedicated individuals to fill the following positions:
📍News Writer
📍Feature Writer
📍Opinion Writer
📍Literary Writer
📍Sports Writer
📍DevCom Writer
📍Layout Artist
📍Graphic Artist
📍Photojournalist
📍Radio Broadcaster

If you are interested, reach out to Ana Isabella M. Aquino or Mr. Emman Trevor A. Quilala.

𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟐𝟓.

Unleash your potential. Share your voice. Be part of something bigger.
Join the CBAA Biznews family today!

20/07/2025

A new chapter begins: new books to read, new lessons to learn, new friends to meet, new faces to greet, and more sleepless nights to endure.

As we continue to hike the mountain of education, may we always carry with us our dreams that will illuminate the path, our drive to fuel the climb, and our motivations to push us to move forward.

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐩, 𝐄𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬!
Let's welcome the Academic Year 2025-2026 with vigor and determination. Let's spread our wings, soar to new heights, and unite as one aerie.

𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞.
𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐲.
𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭.

Artwork by: Jorjena Clair Alcos
Pubmat by: Shally Mae H. Hadap

20/07/2025

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 | CBAA Faculty Score Wins in ASCU-SN Badminton, Lawn Tennis Tournaments

Faculty members from the College of Business Administration and Accountancy (CBAA) of the University of Northern Philippines (UNP) made a strong impact at the 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬-𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐝 𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 (ASCU-SN) 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓, held at Benguet State University on July 14-18, earning top placements in both badminton and lawn tennis events.

In the 𝐌𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧 (𝟑𝟓-𝐚𝐧𝐝-𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲), 𝐑𝐨𝐣𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 and 𝐆𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐳 𝐉𝐫. delivered an outstanding performance, overcoming tough opponents, including Bulacan State University (BulSU), to claim the 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩.

Meanwhile, in the 𝐌𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧 (𝟑𝟔-𝟒𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲), 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐆. 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐁𝐀𝐀 teamed up with 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐥 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐱 𝐏. 𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐅𝐀𝐃. The duo remained undefeated through the preliminaries and semifinals before finishing as 𝟏𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫-𝐮𝐩 after a hard-fought final match against BulSU.

“𝙒𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝘽𝙪𝙡𝙎𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙡" Martin commented. “𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙨 — 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥.”

𝐍𝐢ñ𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐁𝐀𝐀, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐑𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨, secured 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫-𝐮𝐩 in the 𝐌𝐞𝐧’𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐧 (𝟒𝟔–𝟓𝟓 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐲), demonstrating skill and perseverance throughout the competition.

These achievements of the faculty reflect their dedication both inside and outside the classroom, bringing honor to the college and the university.

Words by: Reniel Valera
Pubmat by: Kyle Matthew L. Rosete
Photos by: Romeo A. Fabie III, Paul Richard G. Martin, and University of Northern Philippines