It's My Birthday, No Joke.

So I was born on April 1st, April Fool's Day, the wonderful day of jokes and jests (note the sarcasm). Let's just say it hasn't been easy having a birthday on the first of April. The pranks, the jokes, the jests and jabs, it's all fun and games. I've played my fair share of jokes of Saran wrapped toilets and bubble wrap under the car and had my laughs but most people think that I'm kidding when I say that I was born on April Fool's Day and it's getting old. Seriously, April Fool's Day is just like any other day. Why in the world is it so hard to believe that people could be born on that day? The "big joke" started early. When my mother said her water broke and that she was going into labor, people thought she was pulling a prank and every year there was no classroom party with cake and balloons since my birthday was over Spring Break. It was tragic (for a child), and no I'm not joking. Sometimes my friends wouldn't get me presents and they'd say "i thought you were joking", for a child it was terrible. At least one thing good came of being born on the first of April: it's hard to forget (once you believe me). Well I guess thats all for my rant, but hey it's tough being an April Fool's baby.