I don't get a lot of presents from friends since most of my friends are not Christian -- that's what I get for going to a very multicultural university
. My mom is pretty much the only person who gets me presents at all (and this year the only present i even want is for her to be on the road to recovery), but normally, she has a pile of presents that she puts in her room right next to her dresser that I generally snoop into. She even has me wrap all the family's presents for her, so I usually know what I am getting and opening the presents is just a formality. Like for my birthday this year, my mom took me to Circuit City about a month before my birthday and bought me a TV -- and then Shrek 2. My dad adn sister generally don't get me anything. So, come to think of it, opening presents has not been a big deal to me since I was a little kid and still believed in Santa Claus
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Actually, come to think of it, I can't stand Christmas. It starts with my dad and my sister fighting about him wanting to use the video camera. Then it continues Christmas mornnig when my mom and dad and I are all awake and my sister refuses to get up. Another fight ensues. Then while we are opening presents, my sister sulks on the couch hiding from the camera. Then when we are finished, I fight wiht my parents about having to go to Aunt Nancy's house for her get together. I have always hated my mom's family's get togethers. They are loud, boisterous, and annoying. My mom has 5 sisters. Then they all have kids and grandkids. It is chaos. And I dislike most of the people there. So Christmas has never been a happy holiday for me.
- Laura
