It's just another normal day for me. I don't care if anybody congratulates me on getting older or if nobody does. In fact I wish it would be forgotten more often, because I can't stand talking to most of my relatives. It's always the same anyway: 'how are you?' 'what are you doing?' 'bleeeeh' I am not interested in their lives and I always try to act busy just to hang up on them quickly. Soooo, all in all, my birthday only makes my day more 'painful' for me and I hate it.
Only Christmas tops it in my list of my most hated days.