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Justin Bieber’s birthday was on Friday, and it apparently wasn’t a real winner of a holiday. Justin went so far as to refer to it as his “worst birthday.” Bummer.

Well, Justin has apparently since amended his declaration of “worst birthday” with an explanation about the issue he had with a British club. However, as far as I am concerned, the details aren’t important. I wasn’t ever really buying that the Biebs was having the “worst” birthday. I mean, the fact that he got to celebrate in another country already means his birthday is miles above others – namely mine.

To put it simply, I do not love my birthday, as things never just seem to go as as planned. All I ever really want from a birthday is a delicious chocolate-chocolate cake. Instead I get things like: a bird trapped in my house and my entire family freaking out (but seriously, you can’t leave out a perfectly good cake with a bird flying overhead). Then there was the year my family was just gone the whole day at my brother’s game. Don’t worry, I got some gifts when they came back – face wash and socks. I’m sure there was a message in there somewhere.

Another year, I was pretty excited because we had a huge play-off field hockey game on my birthday. I could already see some amazing headlines in the sports section of the paper when I scored some game winning goal on my birthday. Instead we got a giant rainstorm which canceled our game, and I instead spent the day in the corner of a library writing a term paper. Nobody wrote a cool article about my eight hours sneezing in old books. We also lost the make-up game the next day.

Probably my worst birthday was when I was in college. I had recently received a bad grade on a paper, and my teacher basically questioned if I even cared about being a writer. He allowed me to re-write it, but of course it was due the morning after my birthday. So much for doing anything fun as I had to re-work this entire thing while also having an existential crisis.

Well, it turns out that even that awful birthday had a silver lining. I was having such a miserable birthday morning, that my mom drove six hours just to come and eat a sandwich with me while I worked on my paper. I know, she’s crazy, but it was a case of true birthday redemption. And I got an A on the paper re-write in case anyone was biting their nails worrying. Writing dreams re-established!

So based on the latest news from Biebs, he was able to still find things to celebrate in the midst of a disaster birthday, as he mentioned he had some friends from home there to celebrate with him. I’m going to guess the whole thing was more glamorous than my eating a sandwich, but hey, it’s all in the name of happy birthday.

So what do you do if you have a bad birthday? From the start, keep expectations reasonable, and if something comes up, just be ready to go with the flow. Feel like you can pick out some of those silver linings, but if it’s real bad, I say chalk it up to a story you can hopefully laugh at in the future and treat yourself to do-over in a few days.

Birthdays are like anniversaries – they’re fun, but in the end, it’s just another day of the year. Even if you don’t have the best celebration on the actual day, as long as you can make some good memories whenever you decide to celebrate the day you were born, that totally counts. Plus, on a do-over day you can get a second round of cake… what’s better than that?!

Have you ever had a terrible birthday? What happened? Have you ever turned a birthday around from disaster to amazing? Tell us in the comments!

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