<p>whew, hehe....it feels good to be loved...well, LA...gal or guy...i <3 u too</p>
<p>as a matter of fact, to PROVE to u how much i love u, uhum...</p>
<p>You are cordially invited to Slicmlic's 18th Birthday/Harvard Acceptance Party
Date: December 14th, 2004
Place: Los Angeles, CA
Time: Starts at 10 pm
***** CALL FOR DIRECTIONS*****</p>
<p>sure, private message away!!!</p>
<p>ok, check them!</p>
<p>LAgal you confuse me so
Would u like to get some cocoa?
The cocoa is hot, you are as well
Will u please be my lovely belle?
I know this is sudden, I don't need to guess
But please tell me that you will say, "yes"</p>
<p>hahaha, i'm the king of corn(yness) :)</p>
<p>check your messages, one more time :)</p>
<p>i'd be delighted to!....<em>dramatic music</em>...YES</p>
<p>And so ends the tale of epic romance
A tale, in which slicmlic took a great chance
He risked his heart, acted Abnorm-AL
A tale in which he asked out LA-gal...
Will their love last? You can bet your bottom dollar
Now on to the wedding party, everyone hollar!</p>
<p>hip-hip hoooray, hip-hip, hoooray</p>
<p>the wedding, underneath john harvard's statue...the statue of lies, but the wedding of truth!
lol...when we all get into harvard, we have to start a club of everyone from CC</p>
<p>think how lame its gonna sound when we tell our kids we met at some college chatroom...we'll never hear the end of it...we'll be the laughingstocks of our own family....WHEN (not if) we get to harvard, i suggest we think up a better story</p>
<p>lol...you are so right! i have an idea, but tell me first what you want to major in</p>
<p>I'm Double Majoring in English and History</p>
<p>excellent! i'm double majorign in bio and history...we'll make up something really corny:
you sat in bio lab searching for inspiration to write the paper you had due in english the next day; sadly, you found none...(continue the story)</p>
<p>what color hair do u have? i need it for my story</p>
<p>black...thick black hair</p>
<p>All of a sudden, out of the corner of my eye I saw the most beautiful brunette in all of New England...walking across the room to introduce myself, I chickened out and instead sat next to a big football player, Ryan....we struck a conversation, and I found out the beautiful brunette's name, "Gal"....after class ended and I was walking out, I felt the most heavenly hand touch my shoulder..."hey u, you forgot this" ::holding a notebook:: continue...</p>
<p>oh jeez</p>
<p>You took the notebook in your hand and opened your mouth to say something. The words that I heard, however, were not yours; they belonged to Ryan. "Gal, it's really cold outside. Do you wanna go get some hot cocoa?" My answer...continue...</p>
<p>butt out buddy, this is a two-person chat! :) no offense...hey, I'm in need of a best man...ivyleaguechamp, u up for the job?</p>
<p>OH NO! my stalker...aka ivyleaguechamp...has found us! what are we to do slicmlic? run! hide!</p>
<p>You'd been trying to avoid Ryan for a few weeks now, so in an effort to say no without sounding too rude you say, "actually, slic here just asked me...how bout next time?" And so it began...without me asking, I had a hot date in one hand, and hot cocoa in the other....life was looking good for good ol' slic...
But then, things took a turn for the ____.....continue</p>
<p>RUN??? hide??? I'll protect u! there'll be no hiding...i don't work out 5 days a week for nothin!</p>