What school are you from?
Red flag alert! You see, when someone asks me that, especially someone who I meet on a dating site; I have a sinking feeling in the deepest pit of my stomach. That only means one thing; there is a high chance that said person is either a La Sallian or Atenean.
But, we are getting ahead of ourselves. The night began as any other night; me, reading my favorite medical school book, Guyton, after exercising. In my favorite haunt, a 24/7 Burger King; really can't study in my room because of the temptation of the bed. Exams were nearing; hence, the necessity for re-re-reading. But I am only mortal and require breaks here and there. And with the presence of the Internet; it's easier to meet random strangers.Then that person send me a message and I sent my contact details. As we were conversing; that infamous question came up.
You see, for me; I really do not care what school you graduate from as long as what you say and do is not idiotic. And if you wave that Isko, Atenean or La Sallian diploma then be prepared to meet my high expectations. And my suspicions were correct; I was speaking to a La Sallian. A fellow brethren; no matter how you spin it Ateneans and La Sallians resemble each other. Both schools have high tuition fees and are run by liberal religious orders. See, I have this rule for not considering my fellow brethren because they have this tendency to be so full of themselves. This tendency is even increased if the course has something to do with the corporate world. But being me; really lenient so decided to give it a shot.
To cut this entry short; it was literally and metaphorically a date from hell. An incarnation of the very essence of the infernal pits if it ever exists. If it doesn't then this experience can serve as basis for said place.
Some snippets of conversation:
"You know, my father bought this condo unit for me" (Notice the false pride; since when has it been bragging rights if someone else bought a very luxurious condo unit for you. So no dignity for the labor of your own hands then?)
"So where is the Ateneo High School Building located?" (Really now, paranoid much?)
"Why are you staring so far off; is the condo unit small?" (It wasn't because I was controlling my anger)
"Eww, you're not that hot; you know, you are okay to look at but I think you should focus on bulking up" (As if my body is any of your business!)
"Are you really a medical student? Come on; show me your ID!" (At this point, I was waiting for the moment that coitus would happen. I was hoping my rage would disappear with the post-coital bliss)
Alas; it did not. I initially said I would spend the night but I couldn't stomach the pomposity and the arrogance. So I stormed out of that condo unit; never mind that I looked like the asshole. If anything good came out of that experience is that I was given the necessary fury to first-read 3.5 Physiology transes at 12 midnight.
During that date; I was really dumbfounded. Where were the values of La Salle? I mean for Ateneans; we are taught "magis" (literally means "more"). So you are expected to be very good at anything and to give it your best shot. Also we are taught to be "cura personalis" ("persons for others"). For La Sallians; I have no idea but I know they are taught values along with excellent education. I mean I have La Sallian friends that I look up to; heck, two of my medical school friends are La Sallians.
I was literally comparing that date with my two La Sallian friends. Let's call them "Mary John" and "Don". Mary John and Don aren't the typical La Sallians; not conyos or anything that would suggest they come from that respectable school in Taft. They are so laid-back and down to earth that I instantly warmed up to both of them (well, I'm closer to Mary John because I had this tendency to use his Iphone during classes and now, his personal wi-fi hot-spot but I digress). See, Mary John is the very quiet type but I wasn't fooled. Day one from spotting him; I knew he was someone to watch for and true enough, behind his quiet and thin demeanor lay the seeds of excellence.
He's the very epitome of what a La Sallian should be; smart yet caring as he demonstrated to me when I, uhm, fucked up. Partied BEFORE an exam and I paid for it for getting exam grades lower than my usual standards. So I mourned it and even came to the verge of crying and asking him his personal assessment if I still had what it took to be a kick-ass physician (well, I don't want to be just any garden-variety physician). With his quiet words of encouragement and his humble smile; he still said yes with the follow-up,"Huwag ka na mag-party before ng exam ah".
So really can't be mad at all La Sallians. I have great respect for that venerable school in Taft; not really into the Ateneo-La Salle rivalry. For me, it can lead to disastrous results because the exaggerated version can lead into disunity and distrust. So what are the values taught by the La Sallian education? If at the end of your La Sallian or Atenean education you end up being like that date from hell; then I feel sorry for you. So don't blame me if I tend to gravitate towards Iskos.
Well, not that all Iskos are down-to-earth but the chances of meeting persons who are full of themselves are markedly increased if said person comes from either that school from Katipunan or Taft and if their courses have something to do with business.
Then again maybe I really have the shittiest luck.
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