10 of the Cutest Guys From UP Diliman

Get to know some of the cutest guys from the home of the UP Fighting Maroons.
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What do you look for in a guy? Brains? Brawns? A nice attitude? Well, these guys from the University of the Philippines Diliman have all of that! They aren't just smart and responsible, they're super cute too.

 1  Martin Qui

Martin Qui

Martin is a senior Molecular Biology and Biotechnology student. He loves to compete nationally and internationally for debate, and is currently working on a study about understanding genes in hopes of finding out how resistant a person is to cancer. Talk about using your knowledge to change the world. You go, Martin!


 2  Jarrell Lim

Jarrell Lim

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Jarrell is a freshman taking up Electrical Engineering. He is the Publicity Event Marketing head of the UP Junior Marketing Association, and is also a varsity player of the UP UAAP Men's Basketball Team. Not only is he athletic and smart, he also co-founded the Funding Local Institute of the Philippines (FLIP), a non-government organization helping out cancer patients. That's what you call making a difference.


 3  Richard Juan

Richard Juan

Candy Cutie Richard is a senior taking up Broadcast Communication. He's appeared in various GMA shows like Kapuso Mo, Jessica Soho and Day Off. He also hosted Pinoy Henyo for Eat Bulaga, and is really into modeling. Even with his already tight schedule, he still manages to work as an ambassador for various causes and brands. What's even cuter? He is a dog lover!


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 4  Louise Guevara

Louise Guevara

Louise is a freshman studying BA Broadcast Communication. He is a member of the DZUP Radio Circle and he loves to sing and play badminton. Not only is he active in school, he is also a National Youth Ambassador Against Dangerous Drugs and actively serves in his church.


 5  Cholo Dela Cruz

Cholo dela Cruz

Cholo is currently in his third year taking up Speech Communication. He is the president and founder of Maroon FM, an FM radio organization in the university. Aside from being a singer-songwriter for FlipMusic Productions, Inc. and an artist in Viva, Cholo still manages to find time to host several events and DJ for 99.5 Play FM. How cool is that?


 6  Gio Perez

Gio Perez

Gio is a second year BS Economics student. He is a member of the Internals Core of the Economics Student Council, the UP Economics Society, and the UP Junior Marketing Association. He's really into modeling, and does a lot of things during his spare time: he sings, plays guitar and soccer, and writes short stories and poems. Sounds romantic, right? Even with his really busy schedule, Gio manages to keep his grades up. How high exactly? Magna Cum Laude standing! #Inspiration


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 7  Robby Reyes

Robby Reyes

Robby is a Materials Engineering student. Aside from academics, he is also very active in his church by being part of its music and dance ministry. He loves playing badminton and tennis, and is a bookworm too. But that's not all. Robby also goes on air for one of DZUP's radio shows Tropang Radyo. "I want to be the next Drew Arellano and have my own travel show," he says.


 8  Johanan Rodriguez

Johann Rodriguez

Johanan is a senior Architecture student. He's a pretty sporty guy—he's into badminton, football, swimming, and biking—and is a part of LifeBox PH, a youth movement of the Victory Christian Fellowship. When he's not doing anything, Johanan tries his hand at graphic design and photography.

 9  Louie Arevalo


Louie Arevalo

Louie is a second year Political Science student. He plays basketball for his college, loves hosting and working out, and is interested in the stock market (capital WOW!). When asked what's the best piece of advice he can give to the youth, this is what he has to say: "Do everything you can in a day. Fill every minute because, after all, time is unforgiving." We couldn't agree more.


 10  Angelo Rafael Arcilla

Raffy Arcilla

Raffy is a sophomore taking up Business Economics. Not only is he a member of the UP Economics Society, but he is also part of the School of Economics Student Council. It's amazing how even with all these, he is still able to play basketball, stay fit, and spend time with his family. Someday, Raffy wants to be an investment banker and is very determined and passionate about it.


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Today, I am sharing my mother's story. I wish my mother was a constant in my life, like an angel who guards you to sleep and comes right there when you called. But angels come back home too, in heaven where they always belonged, and my mother went back a little early. My mother died when I was 13 years old. My last memory of my mother: Letting go when you are not yet ready is a very cruel thing that one has to ever experience. It is a sudden wave of total sadness and desperation crashing into your very core.

On the 28th of July 2013, we went to a resort in Bataan for the employees’ getaway. My parents own a 7-11 franchise, and it had always been a tradition to give their store clerks a get-together every year. I remember very well the last breakfast I had with my mother. The Sunday morning sky was clear and sunny, and the sea was calm and tranquil as we ate our breakfast on a cottage under the tall palm trees. She shared with us a strange dream she had the other night. She dreamt about an unknown woman holding an ice pick chasing her down on a dimly lit street, then she woke up just before the woman could grab her arm. We never knew what that dream exactly meant and now, I wished I never knew its meaning. After breakfast, my family and our employees decided to take a swim at the beach. The day was nice. The morning air may be chilly but the sun’s kiss on our skins gave us warmth. It was perfect. Everything is fine and the tides are low which made it very enjoyable to swim. We swam a little farther from the shore and we stopped to the point where the water reached our shoulders. We were talking about the good things in life and reminiscing the good old days. Those are the things that I’ve always loved about my family because I never had a meaningless conversation with them.

A few moments later, we heard a panicking call for help from one of our store clerks. It was Rachel. She was struggling to keep her head above water. She was already drowning but the odd thing was, she was only a few feet away from us. At first, we thought she was just playing around until we felt the sand in our toes dissolving like powder. It felt like as if the seafloor submerged deeper. I remembered sighting the shore and it seemed so close yet very far away. We were all panicking at that time. No one knew how to swim except my mother so without having second thoughts she swam towards Rachel and called out to my father, “Yung mga anak mo! Dalhin mo sa pampang yung mga anak mo!” and I never thought I already heard my mother’s last words to my father. I was paddling like a dog, gasping for air, as I say a little prayer to God to take us all back to safety. I felt my father grabbing our swimsuits, trying to lift our bodies so we can breathe even though he was also struggling to keep himself alive. Once I felt my toes touch the ground, there came a veil of relief that covered my whole body. As soon as my father and my sister made it to the shore we started calling out for help. There were no lifeguards on duty at that time, no personnel, nor guards. I saw my mother already floating in her stomach. We sighted a boat sailing nearby, we waved our hands and called for their attention. They almost ignored us because they cannot comprehend what we were trying to relay but the good thing was a passenger in the boat noticed my mother and Rachel in the water.

My mother’s body was laid on the shore. She was unconscious and her whole body was pale as white. My father performed CPR but my mother couldn’t get the water come out of her mouth because the food she ate earlier got stuck in her throat and blocked the passage. A concerned tourist offered his car to deliver my mom in a nearby health center or a clinic of some sort since the hospital was miles away from the beach and she needs immediate care. My father told us to stay in the hotel room and prepare mom’s belongings so that if she wakes up she has fresh clothes to change into. My sister and I finished packing our things and waited for our father to pick us up from the hotel. I was crying and I couldn’t stop myself because I was afraid to lose my mother. I couldn’t imagine what my life would be if I lose her that day. Moments lasted until we heard a knock on the door and it was my father, crying, and apologizing to us. He hugged me and my sister tightly and saying, “Sorry, anak, sorry hindi na uuwi si mommy, sorry hindi ko nasagip si mommy”. And that was the moment I felt sinking into the ground. I never knew what to feel at first. I was numb because my worries were now actually a reality that I have to live in. I was at shock because I am now one of the kids in those cliche teleseryes who lost a mother at an early age. We went to the health center to settle everything. The clinic was very small and it sure did lack equipment. He told us to stay in the car. I wanted to see my mom, but I know he never wanted us to see her like that. I didn’t know what to feel. I was having high anxiety levels that my stomach is churning and I wanted to vomit. I got off the car and entered the health center to find the restroom. When I was finding my way around, I passed by the emergency room. I saw my mother lying in a foldable bed, lifeless, her hands dangling from the side of the bed, she has violet bruises on her skin, and her body was partially covered with a white towel.

That is when it sunk into me that she’s dead and never coming back. My father asked the others to just commute back to Manila because what we need right now is comfort from our family. The drive back home was one of the most painful memory I had as a kid. My father was in the steering wheel crying his eyes out. We drove from Bataan to Pampanga. We went home to my grandmother’s house, the nearest house that we can call “home” because how are we still going to be “home” without her?

Once we reached Pampanga, we stopped over to the gas station and my father made some calls to our loved ones to tell them that my mother passed away. He then called my aunt to help him arrange for the funeral. We got home and my grandmother hugged us and told us to get some rest. Already tired of crying, I went to sleep for a while. I woke up and for a second, I thought everything that happened the other day was all just a dream. That she was there in Manila, sitting on the couch reading some furniture magazine, waiting for us to go home. But that’s how cruel life is, right? I got up and weirdly, I felt sands in the bed. It was gray, just like the ones on the beach. I thought maybe it was just dirt but it was a fair amount to believe that maybe she visited us before she left. - ?

- The part of how I conquered the grief of her passing is shared in my personal blog. I felt the need to share my story with everyone since she's the woman I look up to. Feel free to visit my personal blog too when you have the time. I love writing my stories. Thank You! link:

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