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Monday, January 08, 2007

Freeburg's class was awesome today!! I feel all happy now because he complimented me. Yay! It's weird how one mean thing can ruin your day, but one happy one can make it.

Anywho, we're still doing the personality stuff and he was talking about type 5 personalities (Me, a foreign kid, and Chris Otto) and he used me as an example. Well, first of all he said that I was one of the kids that he never knew if I hated his class or not, and he was talking about how kids like me have walls put up around them. Here's the quote that made my day:

"Sara Horne, at first I didn't know where I stood with you and I was like 'man, I'm getting nothing', but then there was a crack in the armor and I saw the sunshine inside of you. It was like rainbows were shooting out of your nose."

lmfao! It makes me happy though. No one every really compliments me; I always get the "You're not stupid/ugly/retarded" after I say that I am, but never a REAL compliment that wasn't forced somehow. Yay!

Yeah...we also did these other personality things about imagining a scenario, and Freeburg asked what I put for 7 of the 8 questions. It was kind of embarrassing because this one you had to imagine that you went over a fence into a strawberry patch, and he asked how many strawberries we ate. I said 20 and he got this weird look on his face, and then he told us that the strawberries were like sexual desires and how ever many you said was how many people you could be in love with at once. Jake Hattori said 52, and then one kid said he'd eat them until he puked. Haha! I wasn't the only one.

Okay, making a CD for Amanda Kraft...The 69 Eyes! See yall later...

I WANNA KNOW WHO WON THE DAMN CONTEST!!!!!