I actually hate when people open my gifts, and I hate opening gifts in front of people.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I get mad when people give me presents. I don't want them, I don't need them.
I hate Christmas, really. I don't really give presents away or expect any.
I'm pretty good at surprising friends and family with gifts. I tend to go towards the more sentimental side of giving.
I'm honestly not a great gift giver. I could give better - my girlfriends have always complained about that.
Giving gifts to others is a fundamental activity, as old as humanity itself. Yet in the modern, complex world, the particulars of gift-giving can be extraordinarily challenging.
I get uncomfortable when people give me presents and watch me open them. I don't have birthday parties, because the idea of a group of people singing and looking at me while I'm blowing out candles gives me hives.
I like gifts. I like to give them and I like to get them.
I don't accept gifts from perfect strangers - but then, nobody's perfect.
I love seeing people's reactions to gifts that I've created from my line, such as my gold horn ring, bottle openers, my 'Fallen' leather jacket and my Slither black and white sweater.
I love giving gifts. It's almost like I don't open my gifts until, like, three days after Christmas 'cause I want to give everyone else their presents.