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It's MY Day - Not Yours, Star Wars

by Social Media Specialist Social Media Specialist on ‎05-04-2017 12:01 AM - last edited on ‎05-04-2017 12:47 PM by Senior Social Media Specialist Senior Social Media Specialist

When I was a kid, I was always this little ball of excited energy when spring hit; it meant I could go run outside and jump in all the rain puddles, make mud pies, and it was decent enough outside to walk over to the park and play on the swings. Spring also meant my birthday was just around the corner and all my cousins were going to coming over with presents! As an adult-ish person, things have obviously changed somewhat. If you happen to get me a gift, I won’t say no of course, but I like to think I’ve outgrown my childish behavior in that I don’t sling mud at my sister anymore. Now I just like to get together with close friends and family for drinks and some fun games.

 

Or at least, I used to. Today, I dread my birthday. Why, you ask? Star Wars.

 

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Instead of getting a “Happy Birthday, Alexandra”, people come up to me and say, “May the Fourth Be With You”! Even my birthday card isn’t safe. It’s getting to the point where I’ve just outright refused to see The Force Awakens and Rogue One on principle. I mean, sure, I used to watch A New Hope every year on my birthday with my dad when growing up, and yes, I might’ve “used the force” on the neighbor kids to make them pretend to be Stormtroopers (or Darth Vader, I wasn’t picky) so I could annihilate them with my toy lightsaber. What child didn’t? At least the day was still MINE.

 

Well, I suppose that’s not true. I do have a twin sister, so I already share my birthday with her. I don’t have a problem with it, so in all fairness, I suppose I don’t truly DREAD my birthday because of a space opera. I guess the best analogy I can think of is the poor child who has a birthday that falls on Christmas Day. They still get presents the morning of, but you just know they’re getting duped when the two occasions - that are meant to be separate - get muddled together.

 

Don’t let my grumpiness with the phrase get you down though! What are some ways that you celebrate my birth – I mean, May the Fourth? Let me know in the comments below.

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by jredding
on ‎05-05-2017 12:59 AM

I celebrated your birt--- er. Quatro De Mayo by watching Rogue One for the fourth time, which I might add was purchased at Best Buy.

 

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