Birthdays Suck...

Did you know that every year..on the 12th of March, I find something bad happening on or around my birthday?
Due to this...I am officially never celebrating my birthday ever again...

This is what happens on my birthdays
7th....no one came...just family...no friends
8th....didn't bother to celebrate
9th....didn't bother to celebrate
10th....no celebration...just a card...by my mom...
11th....no celebration...a card again by my mom....
12th....the girl I had a crush with finds out I like her, I get a bleeding nose from the stress of it all and I'm basically exiled from having friends thereafter...
13th....did not celebrate...
14th....when I had the party, only family showed up...and people just decided to drop off gifts instead of staying...
15th...no celebration, but was with my first online girlfriend...she didn't really care to remember it was my birthday...
16th...nothing sweet about it...no birthday party, tried to hold one...no one came except family...no one really paid attention that it was my birthday...I didn't want the party either...
17th....everyone forgets...when I tried to throw a party....family again...
18th....spent the day fighting with my father...
19th....celebrated with sorority family tree...got tap sneakers...and got into a fight with my first college girlfriend...
20th....didn't bother to celebrate cuz, "its always the weekend of finals" on my birthday...
21st....celebrated at "Jewel's Catch One" only a few of my sorority sisters, and they felt uncomfortable in a gay/lesbian setting...the night ended early...and bad...
22nd....another college girlfriend tries to setup a dinner for my birthday....doesn't happen, and I find out that I could lose out on my membership in the sorority...
23rd....found out my girlfriend was seeing her ex on the weekend I was supposed to spend my birthday with her....
24th....with BFFs, the fraternity, the sorority, and then I still felt alone...cuz birthdays already sucked at this point...and I ran into a tree stump where I got a bruise on my leg and got elbowed in the face and all the while I was sober...
25th....another year...another girlfriend...and another week later after that where I went officially single...and no one really cared it was my birthday, except for my girlfriend, I didn't know anyone and I didn't get to spend what quality time I wanted with my girlfriend...I can't post up or get pictures from the very moments I wish I had...thus...it's already completely gone and wiped from the existence of what was....

Overall...birthdays suck...I'm like Chandler Bing on Friends with the phobia of celebrating Thanksgiving...

Until I can find a birthday that won't turn into a calamity, I will just forbid myself from celebrating what should be the happiest moment of me being brought into existence...my life needs better birthdays...