Alright, so, Alissa is pretty much the sweetest girl alive.
We've been cousins for, I dunno, sixteen years, and she's always (Well, almost always)
been the girl with the big smile on her face. Sometimes she gets grumpy and sleeps in,
Buuuut.... I forgive her. dudes i love my sister she is the most coolest person ever and she is so styling her name is cassandra. check out
her pages radical;; and *dancin.fool.She's always made me laugh with her stupid jokes
(ie, Spanish Jamamia,Paul McCartney, Eh??)
She's sat through all MY lame jokes
(What's the difference between Jesus, and a picture of Jesus??)
And she's never one to deny her past, regardless of how embarassing it might be.
(Touch the stone...!!! Just ask, just ask...)
I remember summers in Texada, and things like a certain someone (ANDY!!!) wrecking our rocketship playhouse, and his brothers face around the corner ("A FACEE!!! A FAAAAAAACE!") I remember "pee rock" (even though Grandpa's house was a two minute walk away....)
And then later, I remember "Teen Queen Lissykins." never without her makeup.
And Christmas, when we ripped open our presents (rather rudley, I might add...) without even looking at the nametag.
Alissa's basement: dollhouses, barbies, House, and Store games.
Also, Monopoly (For six fucking hours...)
So, as we can all PLAINLY see, Alissa is rad, and the end.