tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88727185650920197292012-02-16T20:10:18.015-08:00alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-19589010409145516672009-10-15T20:25:00.001-07:002009-10-15T20:32:52.618-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee91/Gypsy48/Fall/235031-12-pumpkin-time.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 546px; height: 550px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee91/Gypsy48/Fall/235031-12-pumpkin-time.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />tomorrow is the school carnival wooooo :D im very excited for halloween<br />the beatles are my fave band at the moment which is a big change. usually i don't let anything be my fave band besides nirvana. hahaha :D. ive been anti social lately and i apologize to my friends for that. ive just been in one of my weird moods :|. im dumbfounded at the moment of what i should write. i miss my friend kennedy... :( ive been thinking of the good and bad things we have gone through. i just miss having her around since she was my best friend... anyways ill write soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-1958901040914551667?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-43005678185537260772009-10-11T11:09:00.001-07:002009-10-11T11:17:47.990-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIhPKkUtVI/AAAAAAAAACg/20ioMHeN1Yc/s1600-h/DSCN0224.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIhPKkUtVI/AAAAAAAAACg/20ioMHeN1Yc/s320/DSCN0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391408248334366034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIhEmXXBXI/AAAAAAAAACY/714qsFgLCM0/s1600-h/DSCN0242.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIhEmXXBXI/AAAAAAAAACY/714qsFgLCM0/s320/DSCN0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391408066817623410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIg18BIFvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gOZpN9OaQoI/s1600-h/DSCN0227.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIg18BIFvI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gOZpN9OaQoI/s320/DSCN0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391407814931912434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIgnTETC7I/AAAAAAAAACI/HGPTRryEV3Q/s1600-h/DSCN0206.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIgnTETC7I/AAAAAAAAACI/HGPTRryEV3Q/s320/DSCN0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391407563421191090" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIgbLr8mDI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZVRsZ72Ux0g/s1600-h/DSCN0201.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIgbLr8mDI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZVRsZ72Ux0g/s320/DSCN0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391407355281578034" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIf53u4kcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XwVQK8ZXL_g/s1600-h/DSCN0167.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/StIf53u4kcI/AAAAAAAAAB4/XwVQK8ZXL_g/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391406782989504962" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-4300567818553726077?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-40466544795777470792009-10-09T17:15:00.000-07:002009-10-09T17:26:57.695-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_UfTcGctI/AAAAAAAAABw/ReDP_pzFq9Y/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_UfTcGctI/AAAAAAAAABw/ReDP_pzFq9Y/s320/DSCN0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390760913244943058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_Tfg0aT8I/AAAAAAAAABo/Q6d0HP005PI/s1600-h/DSCN0155.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_Tfg0aT8I/AAAAAAAAABo/Q6d0HP005PI/s320/DSCN0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390759817324941250" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_S4MkCP3I/AAAAAAAAABg/Ioyt0vam5nc/s1600-h/DSCN0119.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Ss_S4MkCP3I/AAAAAAAAABg/Ioyt0vam5nc/s320/DSCN0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390759141872648050" border="0" /></a><br />little bit obsessed with photography lately :D here are some pictures<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-4046654479577747079?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-33953029585333896942009-09-27T09:46:00.000-07:002009-09-27T10:00:24.069-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i382.photobucket.com/albums/oo267/whitaker999/fish-bowl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 387px;" src="http://i382.photobucket.com/albums/oo267/whitaker999/fish-bowl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">just school. im glad for my good grades or else i would be in trouble. right now i am listening to pink floyd god they are amazing.i was listening to the beatles. beatles bring back weird feelings like a sudden sadness but happiness at the same time. these past few days have been alrighttt i just wanna go back home. ive been busy talking to my friends robert and james which is making me procrastinate on my homework so thanks guys :D hahahahaha. i really really really want to go up to my grandmas i just want to be surrounded by nature and i want to speak to a psychic. i really want to find out about my past lives. these past few days i have been feeling very strange like ive been having very strong feelings about things. i dont know i feel like im very mature, and i already know i dont want to be my age. but anyways im done writing.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-3395302958533389694?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-4231340178549512032009-09-19T08:32:00.000-07:002009-09-19T08:34:16.203-07:00my week has been alright :D just some drama that im trying to avoid but whatever. im very bored right now and all my favorite websites are not working because of maintenance. post later<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-423134017854951203?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-686285950205994082009-09-12T20:47:00.001-07:002009-09-12T20:48:08.160-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/snuffit1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 348px;" src="http://listverse.files.wordpress.com/2009/09/snuffit1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">hahahahha i love this sign!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-68628595020599408?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-41215019525377799952009-09-12T16:21:00.001-07:002009-09-12T16:50:18.659-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m87/NArec/Photos/Waterfalls/forestwaterfal89645.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 384px;" src="http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m87/NArec/Photos/Waterfalls/forestwaterfal89645.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />i was just outside and i felt such good vibes. it felt good to feel the wind and for it to be so peaceful. while i was standing their watching my sisters dog it brought back memories from my childhood. it made me feel so happy. just remembering my neighbors and i playing fairies, polly pockets, listening to the a teens, and taking walks to the park behind our house. i remember every time we would walk to the park we would stop and look at the monument for a girl who died and i still remember her exact picture. sometimes this makes me miss my childhood and it makes me wonder what happened to those people. even though this was when i was like 7-8 i still remember these memories clearly. sometimes i feel like i want to go back to those days. i love life and im glad to be on this earth. its so beautiful and full of mysteries and adventures. i wonder everyday how this earth works. i love the beauty of the trees and plants and all the animals. why does man have to ruin it by building cities and houses which pollute our earth and all of the roads have so many cars putting out poison. you see on the roads and sidewalks little cracks that have plants growing out of them and it makes you realize that life is everywhere. i love our earth.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-4121501952537779995?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-1369725714778669882009-09-12T09:33:00.000-07:002009-09-12T09:44:25.628-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff267/ilovepurple4ever/hippie.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 285px;" src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff267/ilovepurple4ever/hippie.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />i woke up with the weirdest feeling. i feel like i am time traveling through my head. i woke up with urge to draw a willow tree by water but im just making a mess of my drawing book. i also woke up feeling the urge to listen to the beatles. i dont know the feeling just wont go away. i cant remember my dreams for the past 2 days which is weird cause i usually remember them. i dont know im going to draw random things.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-136972571477866988?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-84023910855667800332009-09-10T16:38:00.001-07:002009-09-10T17:01:07.400-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk167/Bea_Douglas/Surreal%20Art/fantasy-artwork02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 693px; height: 600px;" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk167/Bea_Douglas/Surreal%20Art/fantasy-artwork02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />im very tired of school! im getting called weird a lot :| of course it doesnt bother me but sometimes it does. i went to my club meeting today which was kinda boring they could have done better. ive been slacking off on my homework and its starting to bug me i really need to stop going on facebook so much or else it will get taken away sooooo i should stop but i really like talking to people on their. im really liking art in school im doing a drawing of kurt cobain so i will take a pic when im done and post it. im gonna do a drawing of kurt at home also cause i love art that much. i really should post some of my art work on here. my table in art class says im the best hahahaha. :)<br /><br />bands ive been listening to:<br />alice in chains<br />nirvana<br />bikini kill<br />candlebox<br />silverchair<br />red hot chili peppers<br />the beatles<br />oasis<br /><br /><br />so thats it for now :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-8402391085566780033?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-68755876023464777662009-09-07T12:01:00.000-07:002009-09-07T12:03:28.915-07:00<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Lights, they wash your face</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Pale and misty white</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Color flowers</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Your eyes seem ever changing</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">In my mind</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Colors bleed to red</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As I kiss your face</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Want to tell you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I love you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Everyday as we grow</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Can you feel my pain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you walk on by</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Can you tell me you need me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Everytime,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">All alone</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes Ill show you things never seen before</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">For your mind to untangle</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">On your own, all alone</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Ill watch as you go</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its alright</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">And I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you blossom everyday</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you blossom everyday</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I dont feel my heart</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its burning up</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I dont fear my eyes are turning red</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I dont feel my arms are breaking up</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I dont feel you slipping from my hands</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">And I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you blossom everyday</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you blossom everyday</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Now I know</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Yes I know now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Its all on my own</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">As you blossom everyday<br /><br /><br />:D this song is sad but it can relate to me<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-6875587602346477766?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-40145930343792418822009-09-07T09:45:00.000-07:002009-09-07T09:50:45.068-07:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Last night i had the weirdest dream. i had a dream i was pregnant. it was really weird cause my sister was also pregnant . then i end up going to this mansion with one of my best friends and i opened her fridge and their was like 30 pieces of pizza hanging in it with a bunch of soda. then she got mad at me cause i was eating her food. then when we left their was like 100 hundred apple trees with huge apples. then i end up going to play this dangerous sport with all this gear on then we go to another mansion that looks like a casino it was all white.<br /><br />time to use my dream dictionary on this. :)<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-4014593034379241882?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-14508611069062323462009-09-06T10:00:00.000-07:002009-09-06T10:09:21.461-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Today is going to be fun. we are going to the swap meet :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">things im looking for today:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">cd's</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">clothes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">jewelry</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">hopefully i find some cd's usually i do. i want some grunge cd's so hopefully i will find them. last time i got the dinosaur jr cd for a dollar :D and in utero for 6. hopefully i will find what im looking for.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-1450861106906232346?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-2824498219425208142009-09-02T18:13:00.000-07:002009-09-02T18:17:29.478-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y9JPZdrI/AAAAAAAAABY/k1RIcv1-P-Q/s1600-h/29286.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y9JPZdrI/AAAAAAAAABY/k1RIcv1-P-Q/s200/29286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377043918835250866" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y8kBhvZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7YOK4AGuw18/s1600-h/street_art-03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y8kBhvZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/7YOK4AGuw18/s200/street_art-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377043908844961170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y8EVwBHI/AAAAAAAAABI/kfRQPCxMfIU/s1600-h/tony-street-art-baksy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y8EVwBHI/AAAAAAAAABI/kfRQPCxMfIU/s200/tony-street-art-baksy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377043900339848306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y748tP4I/AAAAAAAAABA/lY-rtqORtJ0/s1600-h/alicestencil.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp8Y748tP4I/AAAAAAAAABA/lY-rtqORtJ0/s200/alicestencil.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377043897282019202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">street art is amazing to but some people hate it. for some odd reason i find beauty in it.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-282449821942520814?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-34846436703595112662009-09-02T17:56:00.000-07:002009-09-02T18:12:52.215-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd136/sagarut/tree-art.gif"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 228px;" src="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd136/sagarut/tree-art.gif" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><h2 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="me">zeph⋅yr<span class="show_ipapr" style="display: none;"><span class="prondelim">/</span><span class="pron">ˈzɛf<img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" />ər</span><span class="prondelim">/</span> <a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html" target="_blank"><img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif" onmouseover="swapLunaImage('default', this);" onmouseout="swapLunaImage('selected', this);" border="0" /></a> <span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"> <a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" alt="Toggle for Spelled" title="Click to show spelled">Show Spelled Pronunciation</a> </span> </span><span class="prondelim">[</span><span class="pron"><span class="boldface">zef</span>-er</span><span class="prondelim">]</span><br /></h2><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">1. a gentle or mild breeze</span><br /><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">haha i didnt know what that meant till i looked it up today!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">today was a good day :D i signed up for the greenpact club so i can help with humanitarian projects and the environment so im excited for that.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">likes:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">my pocket watch</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">ripped jeans</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">peace signs</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">flowers</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">makeup</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">guitars</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">music</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">art</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">my ipod</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">the color purple</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">the color green</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">my facebook</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">kurt cobain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">jim morrison</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">anthony kiedis</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">my hair</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">rings</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">trees</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">rain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">lavender</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">dislikes:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">people asking if their hair is ok (will admit i have asked)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">super hot days</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">homework</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">talking behind peoples backs</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">lieing</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">cheating</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">stealing</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">drinking</span><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">this society</span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">i really love blogging :D i just have to find more people on here</span><br /><br /></span></span><br /><span class="pronset"><span class="show_spellpr" style="display: inline;"><span class="pron_toggle" style="display: inline;"><a class="pronlink" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" alt="Toggle for IPA" title="Click to show IPA"></a></span></span></span><table class="luna-Ent"><tbody><tr><td class="dnindex" width="35"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table class="luna-Ent"><tbody><tr><td class="dnindex" width="35"><br /></td><td><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-3484643670359511266?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-81056666138706372282009-09-01T16:10:00.000-07:002009-09-01T16:21:30.475-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp2sbezxgKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/g25XzPprydk/s1600-h/originality.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ux5vhTeQojE/Sp2sbezxgKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/g25XzPprydk/s400/originality.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376643118276903074" border="0" /></a><br />damn i had a whole paragraph on this then my computer crashed!<br /><br />anyways i will restart.<br /><br />i have a real problem with the people at school now a days. this society is shit and i will try my hardest to not conform. i mean come on what happened to individuality and being smart. is it cool to be dumb now a days. everyone looks the same! what happened to expressing yourself. why is their a lot of insecure girls to.it gets pretty annoying getting asked all the time if my hair looks okay how do i look do you think im fat i mean come on are you really that insecure or are you just fishing for compliments. i dont see why people cant love themselves and love life. you know i get called weird all the time at school just because i express myself and stand up for what i like. but im happy with myself so i dont really care what anyone thinks about me and thats how all people should be!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-8105666613870637228?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-65139076674524530642009-08-31T19:48:00.001-07:002009-08-31T19:48:55.080-07:00im gonna release my thoughts on here :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-6513907667452453064?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872718565092019729.post-76319666308446469702009-08-31T19:31:00.001-07:002009-08-31T19:36:59.972-07:00i really love the red hot chili peppers (as of the moment) some of their songs are so beautiful! anthony kiedis is one hot man :D right now i am listening to The zephyr song so amazing! cant stop listening to under the bridge to :D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8872718565092019729-7631966630844646970?l=alissathehippie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alissa loves the 60'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07235366638644054179noreply@blogger.com0