I guess I'll have to go to bed and suffer from insomnia there. You're cruel.
Added 3 minutes ago
I felt so uncomfortable. Well, even then, it was embarrassing.
Because I have an unimaginably poor imagination when it comes to gifts. I never know what to give to whom, what they need, what would be appropriate. Just, completely. That's why I don't like giving gifts (especially giving them, because it's unpleasant to give some useless thing).
Well, and so, I gave everyone something for New Year's, something more or less reasonable, and I give my dad scissors. He didn't seem very happy about it, he forced a smile, of course, but my lame and sickly horse also had no lips, it's impossible not to look at his teeth. Dad looked at the scissors, put them in the storage room, and never took them out again. And I felt even more depressed about it.
Added 30 seconds ago
I can draw cardboard scissors for you later, Х)