I Start to Stress Out

My family has always been really into gift giving. For the most part, it’s a lot of fun. I have three sisters, and I love picking out the perfect present for them. But when it’s time to get something for my only brother, I start to stress out. I am bad at buying things for guys. I always agonize about what to get for months, and when I finally do buy something I stress about whether I made the right choice. But this year, I have the perfect gift. I have concert backstage passes to a band he loves, and I am going to give them to him.

31 January 2010 | Arts