12 November 2003 - 11:18 p.m.

Danielle and I are running away from home and being princesses of our own country. Here's excerpts from the online conversation leading up to this decision:

Danielle: Let's just run away and be princesses of our own country

Danielle: k?

Mel: Okay ... definitely

Danielle: woohoo

Danielle: here will be my first duties as princess:

Danielle: 1. get rid of core [crazy management classes required of all 3rd year students in the School of Management. Big crazy pain]

Danielle: 2. punch ******* in his parts

Danielle: 3. make my computer like me

Mel: Mine will be:

1. Get rid of russian class.

2. Punch all of those on My List in the parts

3. Dress like a fairy princess (not just a regular princess)

4. Give prizes to everyone I like. And bags of dirt and/or bricks to people I dislike.

Danielle: HAHAHA

Danielle: you just made me laugh out loud

(Later in the conversation) Danielle: I came up with #4 Duty. Get rid of Boys. Just keep a few locked away in a cell to let out for procreation purposes only. We'll just pick a few good looking ones so the babies will be cute ... it doesn't matter what stupid words come out of their mouths because we won't have to hear them!!! (The cell will be far, far away from our usual spot on the beach). If we feel like making out with someone... just call em on down. They'll offer their services for however long we need, and then we can send them away before they say/do anything tool-ish.

I <3 Danielle 4L. (I love being 12)

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