Friday, November 30, 2007

Birthdays and Murphy's Law

The ultimately pessimistic Murphy's Law says
"Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong at the most inopportune time."
So, when is the most inopportune time for all of hell to break out of the proverbial Pandora's box? I suppose, for a lot of people, it would be their birthdays. Yeah, you know, that one day in the year that you firmly believe is yours despite the fact that you probably share it with, like, 19,125,683 other people in the world.

But really, that's not my point.

On November 22, my brother celebrated his 26th birthday and Murphy's Law decided to pay him its usual birthday visit. There was a typhoon, the car he was using broke down and had to be towed, and my mom and I came home late with his birthday dinner cause of horrendously heavy traffic in Makati. You'd think that despite his birthday track record, he'd be used to bad luck on his birthday. His birthday mishaps has ranged from not getting picked up from school (he was in kinder) to falling off a horse (Tagaytay, when he turned 11) to having an infected ingrown toenail that needed to be operated on(when he turned 21). But, I guess, having a lousy birthday never gets old.

Yesterday, Ivan celebrated his birthday amidst the national crisis of coup d'etat and lousy gray weather. He left the house right before it started raining and got soaked. The people whom he was supposed to celebrate with couldn't come because of the coup and to top everything off, we couldn't stay out too late because of the curfew. Again, despite the fact that he had lousy birthdays before because of storms and such, I suppose it must have sucked to be ODed on Murphy's Law.

But, when things go infuriatingly wrong, there's also a saying that when you've hit rock bottom, there's nowhere to go but up (and what's more "rock bottom" than becoming the poster child for Murphy's Law on your birthday?) My dad came home from Cagayan Valley and the family had a luxurious lunch at the Manila Penn to celebrate my brother's birthday on November 25. He got money to construct enough fishtanks to make our house look like a mini version of Ocean Park, Hong Kong and he seems to be doing much better now.

On the other hand, today, Ivan and I went out on a date. We went for a dip in the condo, we had lunch at Fazoli's, his favorite restaurant, and we had his favorite frappe from McCafe. It was a long afternoon date that I hope made him feel better about the birthday gift Trillanes gave him.

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