SPIT AND SWALLOW by big bad gino

Sexual innuendo aside, these are the two things you'd be doing most of the time in UPLB MASS. You have to spit occasionally to get rid of the bad after-taste of sleepless nights, faltering academics, alcohol-induced gastric discharge, cat fights, brotherly angst, malice and mayhem. You also have to swallow every instance of bad reputation, distrust, peer pressure, elderly "cariño brutal", painful yet truthful criticisms, violent feedbacks from outside forces, and every ugly situation related to bearing the name of UPLB MASS.

Such a bleak and depressing imagery must have come from a person who has suffered so much pain and sacrifice in the name of MASS. That point may be arguable, but I do see things this way. but, as they say, you really can't see the dark without the light, can't you? or is it the other way around? anyways, it is this bleak picture that makes you appreciate the true beauty of the portrait of a society that does everything to achieve excellence. that's what separates us from the other orgs. They're ready to give their limbs for an activity. we, on the other hand, are ready to give the same, plus our hearts and souls. I'm corny so help me God.

We may spit out the bad taste, but strangely, we always come back for more for all the good that it will do to us. Kinda reminds you of vegetables, huh?

We swallow a lot of things most people would just rather throw away or ignore. It challenges us. We let ourselves be pushed to the edge. We let ourselves submit to the despotic views, opinion, and expectations of others. And just when we seem to be defeated, when all seems lost, when everything is pointing towards total tragedy, then, and only then, we conquer.

We spit at the thought of surrender. We swallow every threat whole. No matter how bleak and dark an image is painted for us, we'll just spray-paint it neon green with the words "UPLB MASS WAS HERRRE!".

We are UPLB MASS. Others tremble at the mere mention of our name. Carry our name with pride. Honor it. Respect it. Live it.

It is only fitting that I end this textual fiasco with another sexual innuendo: After UPLB MASS puts you through slight discomfort, probing, and various kinds of violation, you'll experience pure bliss.

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