I Hate My Birthday

So today is my birthday. So normally, I dread my birthday. I never look forward to it because I hate people making a big deal about me. Especially when I feel I still haven't accomplished all of the things that I've wanted to. But this year was different and I blame Facebook. When I get calls just from relatives, it feels predictable and there's only so many times I can tolerate "The Happy Birthday Song". But on Facebook, each time I see the number increase of people who wished me a happy birthday on my timeline, it makes me feel appreciated. And my parents were actually creative with my presents. Other than gift cards, they told me to pick a show and choose which friend to see it with which they've never done before. Even though only 30% of my Facebook friends wished me a happy birthday, it was better than nothing. Also, I even used today as an excuse to avoid doing any work for my internships with my birthday as an excuse. I treated my birthday as a stress-free day. I can only hope that this will be a year that I will remember for the good things that occur instead of the stress that keeps me up at night.