That is slightly difficult. I don't really have a favorite.
Because I've had some pretty good days celebrating my birth.
But I think the one that is on the list of top three, probably tied for first, would be my sixteenth birthday. I didn't have some grand old party or anything, but my best friend decorating my bedroom and it was kind of really sweet. Plus I got this super sweet purple jacket that I was in lust with. Oh and it was a good year because I could finally drive the Land Rover. So yeah. Year 16 was a pretty good birthday.