half full, baby, half full.

Everything that could go wrong today, did. 

But today we learn a new term: Yhprum's Law. Which, ssoo innovatively, is Murphy spelt backwards, and it states that "Everything, that can work, will work". 

If it isn't obvious enough, I'm a huge proponent of positivity and I don't take things serious enough and am always lost in my hippie-happiness. So today's rant would be about Yhprum's Law being at work in every situation in which you see Murphy's hand. Just so you can see why its so much better to always look on the bright side!

Murphy's Law: Bad planning and miscommunication ended up in me going to Mambo to meet 3 different groups of friends. Situation was such that I had to spend time with all of them in the little time that I was there.

Yhprum's Law: Fortunately Sandy and Alvin came along because Calvin was a no-show and it would have been me, Julie and Caleb and that would have been a bummer.

Murphy's Law: Ending up losing my car keys at wine bar. (Yup, some things never change.)

Yhprum's Law: Found it in at the Lost and Found and got to practice the walking in heels.

Murphy's Law: Prepared to drive out and realised I had no money in the Cash Card for parking. And circled around the car park lot looking for a top up machine with little luck. Finally spotted a sign that says its located at the lobby which we just walked past thrice (while searching for the keys).

Yhprum's Law: Alvin and I agreed that the hotel was a nice place to take a dump at if you ever feel like it at zouk and don't wanna do your business while tolerating the stench of puke.

Murphy's Law: When I was sending Caleb back to camp, I was talking to him in the car until the battery ran out and I couldn't start the car. We were just outside SAFTI and I was at a bus stop. The sun was rising and buses were starting to run and I was stuck. 

We had no clue how to jumpstart the car and we, I mean Caleb, was trying his best to remedy the situation by flagging down cabs and asking if they had jump leads. Me, on the other hand, found the whole situation pretty hilarious and started toying with his G9. It is worth mentioning here that Caleb's pretty responsible and he must have been really annoyed at me at that time. He was trying really hard to get the car started again and at one point, even called Automobile Association, and was willing to fork out more than a hundred bucks so fucking Automobile Association could fucking cheat our money and repair the car. 

Meanwhile, I was sitting in the car and telling him things are gonna be okay. I was also trying to remedy the situation by taking photos of everything. In other words, not helping at all.

The streets looking pretty empty at bout 5am, before the battery died.

Caleb stopping cabs to ask for jump leads.

"Fuck this shite."

(Nah, he didn't really say that. But it was close to what he was feeling after stopping 

countless of cabs who didn't have jump leads and I was still "fralala-ing", as he puts it.)

Buses were starting to operate and we needed to get out of the bus stop fast.

The streets now starting to look pretty bright. (Compare with first picture)

When it started to get really bright, I decided to call my dad and he came along to save the day with his brilliant electrical engineering skilled hands which started the engine without using leads. Yupe, so that marked the end of our adventure. 

And what about Yhprum's Law in this, you say. 

Well, at least it gave me something to blog about.