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Quiet is the New Loud

Tales Don't Tell Themselves

About Me

I am a very happy person. I love to laugh and smile. I am always doing stupid things and laughing at myself. If you can't lauguh at yourself then you might be missing out on the joke of the century.CLICK HERE TO GET A NEW LAYOUT!

My Interests

I love love love basketball and scuba diving. There is nothing like driving to the hoop and seeing a world unlike ours. I love doing stupid stuff. I've been sky diving and it was the best experience of my life. Everyone needs to go at least once. It's F'in awesome. I love ATV'ing and jumping the dunes, especially at Pismo Beach. Bungie Jumping is fun. I usually don't have enough time to do all these things so I hang out with my friends and Hike. I love reading on the beach, the best place to study is at the beach one a.m. in the morning...there's no one there... This might make me a nerd but who cares I like school. You fill your brain with knowledge that most people don't have and I like feeling smart. But this can get me in trouble because I like to argue and if i have information to back me up, it pisses people off. I love Life!!!! Life is fun, boring, painful, exciting, sad, etc. What more can a person ask for?

I'd like to meet:

I’d like to meet a famous person so I could act cool, like it was no big deal.I’d casually mention that I admired the famous person’s work, maybe drop a reference to a semi-obscure movie or song (as the case may be) so the famous person could see I know my stuff. But I wouldn’t fawn or kiss ass. I definitely wouldn’t ask for an autograph. I’d be very natural, very real, no jumping around or making a fuss. Quiet self-assurance. The famous person might assume I interact with famous people all the time. The famous person might wonder if I, myself, am famous. I’d be that cool.I’d steer the conversation away from the famous person’s career. We would talk about other things, normal things, regular sorts of ordinary everyday conversational things. The famous person would find me refreshing. I would be non-threatening but engaging. I would make a literary or political reference and assume the famous person understood. I would excuse myself to go get a drink, as though I had no fear of losing the famous person’s interest. I would offer to get the famous person a drink while I was at it. Just being a pal. Not sucking up or making a big deal. I’m just getting a drink, you know, and I’ll get the famous person one, too. Totally cool.The famous person would think, “Hey, this girl's interesting. This girld's different. She's so beyond it all. She sees me for who I am.”We would become friends, the famous person and I. At first the famous person would just visit while passing through town. I’d take the famous person to the best restaurants. The real places, the local places, where the patrons would whisper and stare but never interrupt us. I’d insist the famous person come back to my home, which would be modest but clean, with modern art on the walls and the most intellectual-seeming books placed prominently on the shelves. I’d let the famous person smoke inside, even though no one else can. I wouldn’t mention no one else can smoke inside. It would all be natural and cool. So comfortable and genuine.Upon this foundation our friendship would blossom. Eventually I would travel to meet the famous person for exotic vacations. Vegas, Aspen, Amsterdam, Rio. I’d be the perfect companion, up for anything, never complaining. I would graciously offer to pay for my share, and the famous person would graciously refuse to allow it. I would be the anonymous person next to the famous person in photographs in Us magazine.They would interview me for the documentary about the famous person’s life. I would be a recurring character in the famous person’s reality show.People in my hometown would always ask me about my relationship with the famous person. I would be cool about it, always complimentary but never disclosing too much. I would never offer to introduce the famous person around, and my classier friends would never ask. It would just be something that was understood. I was friends with the famous person, and that was that.The famous person would like me because I was so generous. So real.That’s what I want.

Music:

ska, i like aquabats because they are cool, and i sit in my car and pump spice girls when i feel like it. In actuality i love everything so it's hard to decide what my favorite song or band is. Ohh, I do really really love "Fat bottom Girls" It's a song after my own heart.

Movies:

I like to watch chick flicks and comedies. The best chick flick in the world is the NOTE BOOK (i couldn't stop crying) and the best comedy ever ever is CLERKS (I laughed so hard I peed my pants). My two favorite movies, however, are not in either one of these categories. I love Kill Bill vol I and vol II. My other favortie movie is SLC Punk. Hmm...I guess I like all kinds of movies.

Television:

I hardly ever get a chance to watch TV and when I do it's usually just some random show i've never heard of. But i do own the first and second season of the west wing (but I've never watched an episode on TV...lol)

Books:

reading is way better than TV. It can capitivate your imagination and take you places that TV can't. Anyways, I love the Cronicles of Narnia.

Heroes:

LIZ LIZ

My Blog

young

Young and with no clue Now I wanna love you Give me the key to what it's about Everything I've read And everything you've said Prove you're over my head Help me climb out I know that you don't ne...
Posted by Quiet is the New Loud on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 12:58:00 PST

hmmm....

I have come to realize that life is a funny thing. It has a funny way of keeping your ass in check. When you think you have your shit together, it makes you think twice. But you know something....? I ...
Posted by Quiet is the New Loud on Tue, 01 May 2007 01:44:00 PST

Friends!!!

This is from my best friend to all of my other best friends!1. When you are sad - I will help get you drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.2. When you are blue - I will tr...
Posted by Quiet is the New Loud on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 10:26:00 PST