Three Collegialas were discussing their choices in the kind of guy one should date.
1st Collegiala: "If you want someone who's really handsome, get someone from La Salle."
2nd Collegiala: "Yeah, but if you want a date who's smart, you'll want someone from U.P."
3rd Collegiala: "Of course if you want both, you'd want an Atenean." :>
Besides this funny and inscrutable anecdote (which so happens to be oh-so-true), I have encountered a plethora of Atenean jokes--theses, really--that corroborate our inherent superiority. Notwithstanding the supercilious claims that we should pull the pin and hurl the grenade back at the La Sallites when they throw one at us, Ateneans and La Sallites have grown to be quite friendly over the past years. This perhaps could have sprung from the détente that developed with our shared dream to make a difference in our deranged society. But these half-insulting witty jokes still have a valuable place in every Atenean.
I read several jokes like this before, but never in this certain "in your face" slap that is so surreptitious as it is true.
Ten thousand kilometres away, all I could do is stick my tongue out while laughing at these jokes I wistfully share with my friends. And then sigh afterwards.
I miss the school. The school. That school, on a hilltop, braving the world like a hero majestically perched on a pedestal. In that school, minds are shaped, and hearts are changed. In that school, sabaw becomes a way of life, a regular entrée in the menu of an Atenean.
"Of course if you want both, you'd want an Atenean."
