It’s a norm that we all rely on Facebook to be reminded of the birthday of our friends, colleagues and not forgetting, our enemies as well.

Well, who in his/her right mind would actually remember a friend’s exact birthday?

It’s rare nowadays, to be exact.

Hence, Facebook does the “remembering” job for us. When someone’s birthday is on a particular day, it’ll be displayed on the right sidebar. A typical person would…

Yeap, we casually wish them. A simple and short greeting would do. That friend must be tremendously touched by the birthday wish, I’m pretty sure.

Know what, we’re such a great friend that we actually sort of remembered and took the effort to wish our dear friends… on Facebook. Good job or what? ;)

So, I decided to perform an experiment on Facebook. I changed the date of my birthday and wanted to see how many friends would wish me because of Facebook.

If you’ve been reading kenwooi.com for some time, you would know (or maybe not, because it’s not important anyway) that my birthday falls in July, not May – not 31 May 1912.

Okay wait, I know I’m the actual culprit, but like I said – it’s an experiment to determine whether my friends on Facebook actually know my real birthday or not…

So I patiently waited till that day, and when the clock struck twelve – RELEASE THE TITAN WISHES!!!

He wished me and called me boss, but I don’t own a business and I employ no one. Okay wait, maybe I’m bossy – that’s why he called me that. Damn.

It’s my birthday, and I get told to party hard. But I don’t drink, I don’t go clubbing – so how to party hard?

I like this guy – he’s a senior of mine in high school. But dude, I may be famous to you, but unfortunately I’m not famous enough to get invited to some fancy hotel and meet the PM.

Furthermore, I have no chance to give out invitations. Sorry, boss!

This friend wished kenwooi.com instead of me. Hmph!

Well, thank you and I’m doing great. Oh wait, I’m not popular though. :)

I believe it should be “not-so-famous” instead of “famous” blogger. ;)

Oh, this friend knows me too well. I’d surely love to have a “fun” night with Barbie. :D

This is a quick one. TQ!

“Mr. Sexy Ken” doesn’t sound right. However I do admit that I have 6-pack-abs on my body, but I protect them with a layer of fats. ;)

And lastly…

A good friend of mine, whom I thought would know my real birthday, wished me on Facebook too. HOW CAN?! :/

Oh well, and at the end of the day, nobody even showed signs that they realize I faked my birthday on Facebook.

Quite a number of friends wished me just because Facebook told them so. This experiment actually proves and confirms that people completely rely on Facebook for birthday wishes nowadays.

To think of it, nobody actually know or bother about my real birthday. Perhaps, I was expecting one, or maybe two, to realize that it wasn’t real.

Then, it suddenly struck me… Oh no!

It’s sad, so sad. It’s a sad sad situation…

My friends don’t remember my birthday at all! :(