Birthday Blues…

Can we just skip over my birthday??? Like maybe go from the 26th to the 28th???

It’s not that I hate birthdays, I just don’t like going through them. No, I’m not afraid of growing older, I just don’t like my birthday. When I was younger, I never had a party because all of my friends were always gone on my birthday, since it’s in the summer. And then, when I got old enough to plan my own party, I never found the time or the funds. 

Also, I’ve never really known what I’ve wanted for my birthday. I don’t really like people asking me what they should buy for me, so when they ask me what I want, I just tell them I don’t know, in hopes that they can come up with something on their own, but it often results in nothing…  

I also hate telling people that it’s my birthday, or that it’s coming up soon. I try to drop little hints in hopes that they can pick up on it, but they never do. I remember one instance where a group of very close friends and I hung out for an entire day on my birthday, and no one remembered it. Needless to say, I finally told someone, and they all freaked out and bought me some ice cream, but still… It was the day of my birthday, and no one remembered. 

So, this year, I’m pretty sure I’m going to have to work on my birthday, where I know no one is going to know it’s my birthday because I am new, and the entire day is going to be completely miserable. I’m going to have customers yell at me all day and I’m going to feel unappreciated, yet again, on my birthday.

All of my friends make huge deals of their birthdays. Or, at least, they have people who make a huge deal of their birthday. I’ve only ever had four friends to make some sort of deal about my birthday. Three of my friends took me out to dinner and gave me some beautiful presents, and then another friend gave me a really awesome present (which involved one of my favorite sports-stars, in person), but that’s it.

I’m just a little discouraged about birthdays in general, and I wish I didn’t have to go through another day where I’ll get my hopes up that someone other than my immediate family will remember my birthday, only to be disappointed. I’m tired of disappointment. 

But, like every other birthday, I’m going to have to go through it. So, I guess I will let you (whomever is reading this) know how it works out…