I hate birthdays. I mean, it's not like I'm trying to be some emo dick or anything, but I just hate them. I only have one bad memory attached to birthdays and it wasn't even my birthday but my brother's when he had a party and no one showed. I hated em before that tho. My friends mean well, but I don't really remind em when it's coming up. Don't tell my coworkers either, which works out well since we're usually too busy. My parents call me, that I don't mind. Usually I take the day off and hide in the wildlife refuge. Cell phone can't reach out there.

Does anyone else hate birthdays?