Worst one was my 7th because my friend invited the whole class and they trashed my stuff. Best was my 18th because it was the first time I got drunk which was pretty euphoric.

Best was probably a party I had when I was like 2 or 3, since there were friends. Worst was pretty much every birthday since my 9th birthday, since that's when I started not having friends (aside from usual social group I was forced to be with on a couple occasions until I moved again).

Right now, Birthdays are really just another excuse for me to beg my family to go out to eat.

I only remember of having one birthday party when I was 5 or 6. There are some pictures of it, but I don't really remember anything about it, or of my childhood, it was dull and had nothing really memorable

Later on at adolescence it simple lost it importance, it just was another day who I waked up, looked at the computer time and thought "oh, today's my birthday, cool" and so it is to this day. I don't remember hearing a happy birthday in some good 8 years or more

I don't have a worst birthday, but I didn't really have any parties. The last one was when I was 14 (I'm 32 now, so that was over half my life ago). Three people came, and that was good, but I'm not friends with any of them now.

I do have a sad story for someone else, though. It was a girl who was seven years younger than me, and was diagnosed autistic at the time. She had her 14th birthday party, and no one came. That is really traumatic, especially for a girl. She was very pretty then, too. Now she's almost 25 and looks and acts like a druggie, drunk dumbass. She does have some friends now, though, although they never seem to last long.

I guess that the best one that I had was when I went to Nashville on my own and walked around downtown when I was 26. I went into a museum and saw works by Hans Bellmer, one of my favorite artists. It was pretty nice, although my advisor thought that it was odd that I went on my own.