I Hate Birthdays

I’m right there with you on the presents thing. I’m not exactly without means, you know? If there’s something I want, I’ll go buy it myself. Therefore, anything you give me will either be something I already have, or something I don’t even want. I don’t particularly care for things I can’t use, so if it’s a gift that will just take up space, keep it to yourself.

That’s not the worst part. The worst part is trying to fake excitement in a present I really don’t care for. When I was a teenager, I wanted a keyboard really bad. I was specific, though: I don’t want this crappy keyboard with 496 crappy tones. I’d rather have a nice one with 8 nice instruments. Guess which one I got?

I’d rather get nothing than a bad present. I’m such a bad liar, everyone can tell when I don’t like it. And then the giver is resentful, like it’s *my* fault that they have crappy taste.

My mother is getting pretty good though. She’ll find things I don’t know I want. One year she gave me a really nice desk chair, when I had been using a cheap CostCo chair. It didn’t occur to me that a nice chair would matter all that much to me.

Even then, though, I’d prefer not to get it on a special occasion. You want to get me a present? Fine, but don’t wait for Christmas or my birthday or whatever. What message does waiting send? “I like you enough to get you this, but the holiday is more important.” The whole thing is ridiculous.

My B way was last week, like you I ignore it and I teached my friends to act the same. So when I found out they had installed a 300 wat audio sistem in my car I was floored, great gift and totall suprise. What was awesome i sthat everyone contributed, and everyone cooperated to get my car 2 days before, to collect the money (they dont hawe much) and to install it. Best B day in my life cos I found out that they all card enough to cooperate and invest 2 days in it to make it work.

I love birthdays, mine and other peoples.

I bet the only reason you hate birthdays is because you saw the episode of Blossom where she’s in a really bad mood but you don’t know why until the end and then you find out it’s her birthday and she hates getting older.

Or maybe you are Blossom. I used to have the biggest crush on her. Every so often I google Mayim Bialik and find out how she’s getting on.

My birthday is 29 October, in case you want to call me up. This puts it early in the university term (semester) here and in my first year lots of people came to my birthday who I didn’t know. In fact, my whole group of friends was different by the end of the year so I organised another birthday in April. I nearly got away with it, especially since there was another Magnus in our year group… but I was rumbled at the last minute.

I like to make my birthday last a good week. Because I have about fifty different groups of friends, it’s easy. So when I was working a 9-5 I’d have a Friday lunch with my colleagues, and I’ll have a sunday lunch with my family, a Friday night out with my community friends and a couple of nights out in the week with other groups of friends.

Maybe I’ll start celebrating half years too. My friend had a 10,000th day party recently.

I have amazing powers! One of which, happens to be the power to make your lips ooze truth! ie… dates and such.

Ew. I hate the word ooze. However, I love the word uzi. Which is what I threatened you with when demanding to know the date of your birth! *shooting noises*

Hey, what are we doing this weekend? I think we should go to the student directed Act One plays in the black box theater on Friday night! I guess I should call you later about it though, I just figured this way neither of us could forget.

http://www.tynan.net/how-to-be-happy-always.htm

I use my birthday as an excuse to gather up all my friends, get drunk, and cause havoc somewhere more upmarket than we usually do.

Something kooky to do, too, is put restrictions on what people are to give you for a birthday so people get creative. Last year I announced that all presents to be given to me -had- to be made and not bought, and I got some awesome random stuff. This years £1 present rule was okay too.

I am glad I am not the only one who hates birthdays! Its my eighteenth next month, and my family and friends can’t seem to understand why on earth I wouldn’t want to celebrate it, the idea seems foreign to them.
I refuse to give out my exact birthdate, rather saying, ” sometime in novemember”. I am not trying to appear mysterious in this at all, I just would like the day to pass. I don’t want any fuss, like others have said, where you have to smile warmily and lie through your teeth about how green spotty socks is Exactly what you wanted. I would rather people donate the money they would spend on me to a charity or some other good cause. I hadn’t thought of the idea of obligation reagarding birthdays before, but now I think of it, I agree.
My family has press-ganged me into a family diner somewhere this year, god help me.They ignored my request that its forgotten sadly. Luckily none of my friends can remember the date! Here’s to a quiet day!
Oh and Joesep, your comment on ” cpngratulations on your 23rd succesful rotation around the sun. WooHoo!” Made me laugh, I really need to remember that one! Lol.

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