I HATE my birthday! It's right smack in the middle of december and like a few weeks before christmas (Dec 14th). Also my family NEVER throws parties. I never get to celebrate it properly. My sweet 16, 18th and 21st birthday were all the same. I just wake up, get told once or twice happy birthday by my mother, given some money and thats it. No fancy party, no presents, no friends coming over, nothing. Sometimes I don't even GET the money. It's been like that for as long as I can remember, and it's gotten to the point where I really don't care anymore. I already missed my most important birthdays according to people, so why bother caring right? I just spend the damn money and buy what I want for my birthday, whatever. Also since it's so close to christmas time, my family likes to use that as an excuse to only hand me one set of presents every year, which I find is completely bull****. Be at least thankful you don't have to deal with all that crap... Damn... Now I'm too angry to write anymore. Rant over...