I spent more money than was spent on me.
I gave more than was given me. In fact, I didn't have any presents. Destruction of tradition.

Instead of loafing the entire day, I went to class (on 4 hours of sleep), ate some chinese food with some acquaintances, went to philosophy club's first meeting (discussing modus ponens! :-O ), then went to work for 4½ hours.

I got a free meal at KFC and Subway, went home.
Instead of celebrating, I slept.

The entire day I had reggae music on my mind, or at least when I was bored.

It was a good day.