Bottled ※ Brain

Titus Tan, chair of the UP Diliman University Student Council, urges everyone to help in the relief efforts for the victims of typhoon Ondoy. You may visit his Multiply account for more details. (Click on photo to enlarge.)

Think of deadly bacteria or parasites wriggling in the water. Despise the piles of garbage trapped in canals. Blame the government for not making better drainage systems. Contemplate joining the half-naked kids who are swimming. Don't mind the flood—or the rain—at all. You have two big exams next week. Pray.

I haven't seen my mother in months, so I was excited to meet her last Monday. The timing was perfect: it was a holiday, and no exams were in tow for the week. It's weird how I get to miss my mother so much when I'm not with her, the painful longing only to be displaced by a deep-seated familiarity once I see her again. Distance may separate us, yes, but my mother will always be my mother.

My parents were, for the most part, repulsed by technology. Only after my mother bought a cell phone a couple of years back did she realize it wasn't impossible to learn these things—texting, like almost everything else, can be mastered by practice. My father soon caught the interest and used a hand-me-down model from Sean. Since then, it became easier to contact them, although my father usually leaves his phone at home when he visits the farm. I call them often, usually at times when the words on my books no longer make sense, or when I feel like the world is crashing down on me, or when I want to have a taste of home. When I told them I passed the exam: All glory and honor belong to God alone, keep up your good work. I'm proud of you, Lance. When I told them I was bogged down: Ok, have patience and perseverance. When I told them I failed: Lance, don't give up. Maybe God has a purpose. Don't be discouraged. When I didn't text them for the day: Lance, howdy? Hope di

Lyrics by Francis Tablizo. Pasintabi na po kay Mr. Garry Granada. Ah, the good ol' MBB days.

Two weeks ago, I decided to leave my medical books for the moment and read something else. So I grabbed Alex and Brett Harris' book, Do Hard Things , from my brother's library. My original intention was only to finish a chapter or two, but book was—and still is—so relevant that I just couldn't put it down. First, a word on the authors: Alex and Brett Harris are twin brothers who started the Christian teen website, The Rebelution , in 2005. In case you're wondering, they're the younger siblings of popular author, Joshua Harris ("I Kissed Dating Goodbye"). Their message is clear: rebel against the low expectations of today's culture by choosing to do hard things for the glory of God. The word rebelution has come to mean rebellion against low expectations, a call to the younger generation to step up to the challenges of life by doing the hard things, the things that truly matter. The ideas you'll read in the blog are essentially the ones you'