Yearbook was one of the biggest adventures of my life. Years of proofing spreads, editing photos, and catching typos didn't just add up to amazing books, but to unforgettable memories. My time on yearbook has given me so much: a chance to be a leader and face exceptional challenges; a passion for journalism, photography, and design; an admiration for business operations; an appreciation for living in the moment; and the friendship of many incredible, incomparable people.

The days are long...

...but the years are short.

A photo of a photo editor taking a photo of a photo editor taking a photo of her.

  • photography

    Almost everything I know about photography, I acquired from yearbook. I learned about camera capabilities from my peers at meetings, then went out and tried to reproduce their beautiful images out in the field. Yearbook photography has taken me to amazing places: field level in booming football stadiums, the thick of campus protests, and the most solitary of nighttime walks. I find photography intuitive, powerful, and diverse. There is a cosmic beauty in painting with light, capturing photons, and stopping time that makes photography my favorite form of art.

  • writing

    Though a picture is worth a thousand words, it can't capture an entire story alone. Journalistic yearbooks utilize the power of prose to record moments beyond the visual dimension. What was the atmosphere of the event like? What was the history, the context? What did it feel like to be there? I started out on yearbook doing reporting work: interviewing, quoting, and storytelling. Writing is an essential part for solidifying the memory of a year and an equally essential part of my heart and soul.

  • design

    I've always been fascinated by typography, but it was through yearbook that I was exposed to the wide world of graphic design. Design was the last of the three canonical production disciplines that I picked up. It more or less diffused into me through having to edit spread after spread of content. Now I have a voracious appetite for design. I am still a sucker for good fonts.

  • business

    "I didn't sign up for this!" I would yell, but sometimes not getting what you want is a gift. Through the business aspect of yearbook, I learned how to deal with crying customers and angry emails, how to convince people to join our staff and buy our books, and how to negotiate contracts with photography studios and policy makers. Business is a wild, wild world.

We hunt squirrels for sport. These fearless little critters are almost Cal's second mascot. They're notorious for being bolder and fatter than your garden variety squirrel, and for attacking unsuspecting frosh.




I have this sinking feeling in my stomach that can only be satisfied by brownie bites.

Between all the protests

and performances, classes

and exams, games and

rallies, remember to stop

and stare at those rose-

petaled sunbursts of life.

I don't like chihuahuas. They look

like alien babies.

Big Game week lights burn through the darkness ahead of the annual football clash with rival Stanford, effusing Berkeley with an ethereal blue and gold spirit. Fiat lux.

At this reunion: 3 EICs, 2 BOMs, 2 Photo Editors, 2 Fulfillment Managers, 2 Athletics Editors, 2 Queens of Fun.

You can never get too many shots of the Campanile.

Each November, students file into the Greek Theatre for the Bonfire Rally, one of UC Berkeley's most sacrosanct traditions.

Live. Love. Yearbook.

© 2017 :: michael l. wong :: :: follow your bliss