Okay, today I turn 23. Seems like everyone around me is making a big deal, and most years I join them, but all I can think about this year is “it’s my birthday AGAIN?” and “I really don’t want another birthday” and I really don’t care at ALL about it being my birthday (although the $25 checks from semi-distant relatives are nice) … am I officially getting old?
Yep.
It hit me about the same time. I just stopped looking forward to birthdays.
Happy Birthday, fusoya!
And yeah, you’re getting ancient. Half way to 46!
Yeah? I stopped caring at 17. Guess I’m strange. Would you shoot me if i wished you a happy birthday?
No, because like the subject said, I don’t really care…however I will tell you that although the individual thought of someone caring did fill my heart with happiness, being told “happy birthday” specifically wasn’t an upper at all.
Everyone keeps asking me what I’m doing for my birthday, what I want for my birthday, where we’re going out for my birthday…and I keep saying “I don’t care” … I even TRIED to think about answers to these, and I’m coming up short. I have pretty much everything I want (the only things I want are a job/money, and some action — and the latter was taken care of by a friend who bought me a private dance last weekend), and I don’t see WHY we have to go out for dinner, or why relatives who live 100 miles away feel an obligation to join us.
The final arrangement is that my mother, brother and I are going out for lunch. as far as I know, nobody else is showing up. I assume they’re going to give me gifts, but even if it’s something small I won’t mind. The biggest thing on my mind right now is what my hopefully-soon-to-be girlfriend is going to do. I’m really worried that it’s going to be nothing, but she’s certainly had plenty of notice. If she doesn’t do anything then I’ll know for sure that she doesn’t care about me… 
… so yeah, I guess the one thing I want for my birthday is recognition from her!
For my 22nd birthday last month I walked around campus in the rain, took an exam, and then my mom called and asked me when I was going to get married and start having children.
I’ll be excited again in three years when my car insurance goes down.
Happy Apathetic Birthday though.
My mom started bugging me about what I want for my birthday a month ago (my birthday is in June and I’ll be 23). God, I’ve hated birthdays since she picked up this habit when I was 18.
It’s strange, every year I say “It’s a day like any other, no need to celebrate.”. Yet, I am always annoyed that certain people don’t recall my birthday (although I encourage forgetting my birthday, because I don’t make a big deal out of it).
But anyway, happy birthday 
well, regardless of the fact that you say it is not an upper at all, happy birthday 
My view? I’m young, I still like the pressies Besides it’s the only time I get money and I’ve got to make it last 12 months, so the more the better
Yep, I know how you feel. When I was a kid, I enjoyed the toys, or just wanted to be older. (How naive! I should have wished to stay a child!) As an adult, though, it’s no big thrill to just get another year older. (Besides, I don’t get the toys anymore )
Wishing you a happy, if not birthday, then let’s say a happy “celebration of your life on the anniversary of its beginning”.
My 24th b-day was on the 2nd, and it was the same deal for me. It seemed like everyone was obsessed with what I was doing later on that night. I wanted to do something because it was a Friday night, and I didn’t have to work the next day, not because it was my birthday. I went out, and ended up having a cruddy time. Everyone was fawning all over me.
So, hows this. Have a good day fusoya. I hope the girl gives you some recognition because all I got from my guy was a text message.
It’s my birthday today as well. I am not nearly as apathetic.
Happy Birthday Ginger!
And you too, fusoya, albeit really quietly. 