My 8th. I was dressed skimpy for the party, messed up the house, later changed into a dumb costume and mask that was supposed to look 'scary', put some permanent stuff up my ceiling in my schoolroom, stuck my tongue out at the camera ('cause some freaks forced me to), and in the big group photo some idiot little 5-year-old from next door got the place in front of the cake instead of me, making me look like a little GUEST to the birthday party and she looked like the birthday girl. Later my mom said she hated my smile on the photo and kept on pointing to this boy and saying "See that? THAT's how you must smile!" Plus, by my 10th b-day I had broken or grown out of my 9th birthday presents and I KNEW what my birthday presents were for my 9th b-day. In short, it was totally ruined although I pretended it was 'great'.