It would be the worst thing in the world if no one remembered your birthday. I can picture people sitting in the bar and crying over it. (and crying and crying and crying.)
If you do have friends, maybe you need to remind them it’s your birthday. Start planning it weeks in advance. Never shut up about it, really, please go on and on. I get it; you’re getting old, enough.
What’s worse than being a pest and reminding your friends it’s your birthday? Sitting alone and wondering why no one showed up.
Don’t be that girl. If it’s your birthday, let your friends know, but they aren’t going to plan a surprise party, they’re adults.
PS happy birthday bitches.