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Let me tell you guys about how I hate birthdays and how sad I am during my birthday last year. I celebrated my birthday last year two days before my actual birthday because my parents got me a ticket to The Maine's show. It was the best birthday gift that I have ever been given, swear to the higher being! The actual day of my birth came and I had to go to school because la salle sucks and we have to go to school during the summer season. I remember eating alone because my *only* friend didn't go to school and she forgot that it was my birthday. I was crying while I was eating and I think that was the saddest part of the day. That day, I also went home to my dad being so apologetic because I can't have a birthday dinner because my mom left to visit her friend at TMC. Dad, brother, and I ended up eating instant everything.
Only a few people greeted me that day as well because I didn't show my Facebook friends that it was my birthday and I don't regret it. Another reason why I hate birthdays is that people have to pretend that they like you and act so nice just because it's your birthday.
I did appreciate my dad's aunt because she got me a birthday cake when my parents didn't. I just don't want to remember April second of last year because it still makes me tear up. I hate birthdays.