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I used to believe that I could have my birthday whenever I felt like it. I still remember complaining to my mother that I wanted my birthday to happen sooner.
Since I was born on the 4th of July, I really thought the entire country celebrated my birthday.
When I was a kid and my birthday was just around the corner, my mom told me that the hospital called and got my birth-year wrong, and that I was in fact a year younger than we thought. I cried for hours before I realized that she would know what year I was born, seeing as she was there.
When I had my 4th Birthday party for some strange reason, I thought the gifts the guests brought were'nt for me,but for them. It got really confusing when a boy gave me a doll as a present!
I have a twin bro, so when i was a young'un i thought since i have his same birthday (duh) it wasn't MY birthday, it did not belong to me at all.
i used to think that right on my birthday when i turned 5 i would beable to read... so on my b-day i tried to read and needless to say i was incredibly dissapointed and cried for the longest time on my birthday.
when I was young I thought like the days of the week your birthday would change so being born say the 14th next year it would be on the 15th.
I used to believe that if I went around saying when my birthday was that people would show up with presents for me.
When I was a small child I believed that each birthday , I would have a different one on a different date on the next go around...weird huh?
I used to believe that on your birthday, you didn't advance to your next age until you ate your birthday cake.
In second grade, my friend and I were very into the movie Grease. We thought that John Travolta, Olivia Newton-John and the other actors from Grease would hang out with us if my friend invited them to her birthday party. John actually wrote back and said that he wouldn't be able to make it, but he wished her a happy birthday!
When my sister was around 7 or 8 she was invited to a birthday party. The invitation stated "The fun begins at 5:30!"
On the day of the party, it was getting close to 5:30, and my sister complained to my dad, who was dropping her off at the party, "Daaaaad, it's 5:26, the fun's gonna begin in 4 minutes!!!" She believed that the fun literally started at exactly 5:30"
I used to believe that because my birthday was on the 3rd of July and my sisters was on the 20th of June....that my birthday should come before hers because 3 comes before 20. hahaha it wasnt until years later that i realized you had to fit the months into the equation as well LOL.
I used to beleive that the singing of "Happy Birthday" was the actual process of making you a year older. Therefore when I had it sung to me at nursery school and at home, I thought it would add two years on to my age!
My best friend growing up was born on her grandpa's birthday which was very ironic to me because she had 1/365 chance to be born on that day. Thus I came to the conclusion she was adopted as a birthday present for her grandpa and I managed to convice her of the same. A few years later I discovered that my due date was on my grandpa's birthday, but I happened to be two days late. I was quite embarassed of my mistake.
I thought that people with the same birthday were always the same age.
when i was smaller i used to believe, that my birthday would change every year. As the days of the week changed. SO that i, my birthday being in may, would some day have a birthday in june, as it would move one day forward every year.
When I was in first grade I told this one girl that it was my half birthday (birthday plus six months). She told me that if you pay attention to half birthdays you'll always be shorter. I was horrified, because she was so much taller than I was!
For a while - approximately when I was between five and nine years old - I was only to invite as many friends for my birthday party as I was old, i.e. six guests for my sixth birthday and so on. Since I was never the kind of person who has a million friends, that was reasonable and probably added to the ceremonial feel of my birthday, making me enjoy it more. I did wonder, however, where in the world I was going to find, say, 23 friends worth inviting for my 23rd birthday, and I thought that maybe part of why I couldn't remember a lot about the early parts of my life was that it simply wasn't worth it - what good is a birthday party with two guests?
I was born on the fourth of July, so every year when towns would shoot of fireworks for independence day I would think that everyone was shooting fireworks off to celebrate my birthday.