Be Excellent To Each Other

Stick your birthday month in, and we'll find out once and for all.

But February is best.

Mine's July. Largely because my Mum planned mine and my sister's birth around her getting maternity leave during Wimbledon.

Haha. Mine is 9 months after my dad's birthday.

21st March for me. Lots of Beex birthdays around then.

July is bets.

October. Those cold winter months, eh?

July here. Almost the youngest person in the year at school - apparently even the headmistress (a vicious old witch who I hope is dead) was amazed at how young I was when the interviews or whatever were being done. d'aww.

Apparently I was conceived in Spain. I don't know if this helps. Also knowing my family it could easily be an outrageous lie.

May for me like many other Beexers. The 6th of May to be precise.

March takes the lead!

February - the month of champions.

I strongly suspect Feb/Mar/Apr will be out in front, indicating that most of use were conceived in a hotel room in Malaga after a bit too much Sangria.

My October vote has put it in joint first place!

October represent!

o/

\o

September. I was the product of a Christmas party. Nice.

I (Oct 3rd) was blatently a new-year hump.

may FTW!

March! The first time my parents bumped uglies after my brother was born, I was conceived.

My Dad, late 1979

I was the result of a Christmas/New Year shag too! 1st October but I was a week late.

DavPaz, your poor mother....

8th.
Me, too.

October 2nd here. Libra, hence unbalanced.

August, so same here, and same witch type experience.

Has this been a curse throughout your existence too?

My birthday is January so in Scotland that means I was nearly the youngest in my year, since from March onwards you get put in the next year up.

Another January here...

I dunno. I have been too busy weeping copiously into my hands to notice.

December for me. A bit too near Christmas. I hate it. My birthday that is, it's rubbish.

January for me.

I am the only person in June. This makes me special and wonderful.

You are not special and wonderful.

You're not special or wonderful.

You are not a fucking snowflake.

He is pretty special though.

I'm wonderful and amazing and you know it.

May for me: Taurus, The Bull.

December...the crappest month for a birthday.

September, easily the best month to be born in. Especially near the start like me, because that makes you one of the oldest person in any given school year.

This is good, except in circumstances where they order things based on seniority. Such as injections. Rather than going alphabetically, or even by the order in which you join the queue, they decided in my school to go by birthday. So my cunning plan of joining the very back of the queue backfired enormously.

Better off being one of the first in line. Not the very first, but after the first couple of dozen. Then they'll be getting into their groove and less likely to stab you in the face by mistake or whatever through boredom.