My father's birthday is the 28th, and honestly, I hate it too. My mom once told me, "Why couldn't your grandma wait for another 2-3 days". I think it does suck to have it right after Christmas and before the New Year's Eve, since my pap looooooves to celebrate his birthday. And I do mean loves. We have around 20 people over, we cook, they eat, they get places dirty, I scrub the floors before the NYE. Thank God for dishwasher, or else I'd had to do all of those dishes manually. Plus, the gifting part. It's hard enough to come up with a Birthday present for my dad, this man is very hard to shop for, so I always have to get 2 different gifts for Christmas and his birthday. My cousin also hates her birthday, but hers is on Jan 7, so it's not a big deal.

I hate my birthday too!!! It's August 12 but I've always hated it! The grinch exists in the summer, trust me.

8th 9th and 10th birthdays: My best friend at the time made me cry at each party. Why I don't know.
13th: My grandfather passed away days before, so I decided to celebrate in september, when another girl decided to throw a party the same day I was having mine and invited all the same people and made them choose. This resulted in me calling her a bitch, and me getting beat up over it. My ligament in my arm was torn and I then was harassed because my mom got the police involved, I ended up changing schools.
14th: I wasn't allowed to go shopping with my friends on my birthday because it was my grandmother's birthday too so I stayed at home.
15th, 16th, 17th: No recollection, I think they were probably half-decent.
18th: My friend passed away days before, my best friend forgot it was my birthday and booked a trip, and only 8 people showed up when 20 said they would. I only got one or two gifts btw. My bf at the time gave me a $5 teddy bear.
19th: It was fine, I got really drunk (19is the legal drinking age in Toronto)
20th: Almost got shot a few days after my birthday.
21st: My boyfriend at the time made me cry, and refused to come to the nursing home for what would be my grandmother's last birthday as well. We had a sweet mariachi (sp?) group playing at the nursing home though :)
22nd: First birthday without my grandmother. If only I had been more greatful on my 14th birthday? And I got a new job where my boss demanded I start immediately and wouldn't allow me to book my birthday off, only for me to quit the next week because I hated it.

All year I have anxiety thinking my birthday is coming up.
Let's see if they get better....

So, welcome to the club of crappy birthdays!! haha

My birthdaY is new years eve. People either think it sucks, or it's awesome. I was always the youngest person in my grade at school. People sometimes try and chince me gift wise, but look on the bright side: I will neverrrr have school/work on my birthday, and there will always be a party on my birthday for the rest of my life.

There are so many entertaining stories here, I don't know where to begin. Sept that sounds like an awesome birthday. What a romantic!

My mum told me a story about a friend of hers who was born right on Christmas day, so her mother decided to celebrate her birthday June 25th. So it was a "half birthday". That way she still got individual presents, and she could have a birthday party :)

My Birthday is on Valentines day, which has a whole new set of problems. Too much pressure if your newly dating someone, if your not dinner reservations need to be made a month in advance to sit in a resturant full of couples hoping your food isn't terrible because the place is so busy. That is, if you can find a friend who isn't out with their significant other to celebrate with you. Going to a bar afterwards is depressing, because everyone is drinking and sad that they are single... clearly not realizing they should be happy because it's my birthday!! I was dumped on my 15th birthday because I wouldn't put out, and couldn't find a friend to cry to because they were with their boyfriends. Hell, after all that I can't even complain about all the red roses and crap with hearts on it!!

My best friend going all the way back to high school, also has a 'Christmas' birthday. I always made a point of getting TWO presents, one for each day, because she too, always got combined ones. One year I bought her diamond stud earrings that were too expensive for one occasion, so, in the interest of making sure she got TWO presents, she got one earring on her birthday and then had to wait TWO days for the other one on Christmas, LOL. BTW, my b-day is in mid July, which is ALSO a drag because when in school, everyone was away on holidays so no parties!!!! Sigh.

I have always traditionally had bad birthdays.

On my 7th birthday, my sister made fun of me in front of all my friends and
bashed the pinata before I got a chance to.

On my 13th birthday, half my friends got into a fight with the other half of them.

And on my 18th birthday (this was Alberta, where 18 is legal drinking age), I got in a huge fight with my boyfriend, failed my driver's test (I was really nervous), and didn't get a single present because
A) I'd owed my mom money and she said she could either buy me presents or wipe out my debt and I decided to be responsible
B) My parents were divorced and my dad doesn't know when my birthday is, and
C) My sister had recently gone psycho, gotten a boob job and was too busy accusing me of doing drugs to buy me anything for my birthday, or even show up

I was also in the middle of a 5-year run of pretty severe depression, so I had no friends (read: no party). I WOULD have been happy with just a cake, but the lady that was supposed to make my (vegan) cake never returned my mom's phone calls... So my mom made me a cake. But she's actually a pretty bad baker, so it was dense and hard and had that awful Safeway store-bought icing.

Oh, also, I didn't have any photo ID (because of the failed driver's test), so I couldn't go out anywhere for a drink.

So my birthdays have always been pretty bad.

To make up for it, my boyfriend (of about two years now), took me on a surprise birthday trip on my 22nd birthday. We packed food and wine, but I didn't have any idea where we were going.
We live in Vancouver, and we ferried across to Victoria Island and then drove for a few hours until we finally got to our destination, which turned out to be this adorable resort with private cabins.

Ours faced out onto the ocean, which we could hear constantly (I love water). It also had a jacuzzi on the back deck and a wood stove. There's no phone reception (but there is electricity).
He'd made reservations at the resort's restaurant on the actual day of my birthday, and we had dinner surrounded by couples much, much older than us.
We spent the weekend walking the paths and lying in bed and drinking sangria in the hot tub. I also totally kicked his butt at Scrabble (he still says he won, though).

So that's my most memorable birthday. Not because of the cost, or the distance, or anything else material about it, but because nobody had ever put that much thought into something for me before.

P.S. The resort is called Point No Point, and it's near Sooke on Vancouver Island if anybody wants to check it out. It's probably the most peaceful place I've ever been that still had electricity.

I feel your pain! my birthday is on December 26th, oddly enough I wrote a post about this roughly a week or two ago. So not fair so I'm thinking a half birthday, split things up a little, what are your thoughts?

Ack! That'd be bad.
My birthday's on the start of spring break. ...Needless to say, nobody's ever around, and I usually end up alone. My mom's birthday is 2 days before mine, too. In the past few years, only bad things have happened. From watching someone get hit by a car (yikes!) at the local 7-11, to not even getting a "happy birthday" ...or even a cake!

Oh well... What can ya do, right!?