I'm not supposed to be on the Internet right now.

[ishyface]

The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you!

"What A Catch" makes me tear up a little, I'm not gonna lie.

Comments

[yan-tan-tether.livejournal.com]

I see from an earlier post that your mom is British. Do you still have family over here and have you ever been over to visit them?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Yep! Everyone on my mum's side still lives in or around Liverpool, and I've been to see them twice- once when I was four years old for Christmas, and then when I was thirteen with my mother. England's lovely; I really can't wait to go back.

[uncommon-crow.livejournal.com]

How old were you when you started reading for fun?

Also, what do you think of this?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I remember learning to read when I was three or four, and hating it. Didn't want to learn, was convinced I was too stupid, cried when I opened books, etc etc. I also remember reading voraciously as a six-year-old and thinking it was the easiest thing in the world. I'm not sure when that transition happened, but I remember the first book I was ever obsessed with- this version of Molly Whuppie and the Giant.

And I think that that is THE GREATEST REMIX EVER HOLY SHIT DEV WHERE DID YOU FIND IT.

[uncommon-crow.livejournal.com]

YouTube! Someone on Barbelith (of course) recommended it.

See also:

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

PERFECTION.

[uncommon-crow.livejournal.com]

I KNOW.

[crazykawaii.livejournal.com]

What's a Day in the Life of Ish like? Or is it just class and then coming home to have entertaining conversations with your siblings?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

A Day In The Life Of Ish varies, depending on whether on not I have class. Those days go like this:

- Get up (theoretically) around seven.
- Get up (for realsies) at eight.
- Bus to school for class at ten (this takes about an hour).
- Class, class, class, plus lunch break with hummus.
- Bus home at five-ish. Get off bus early so I can walk home and smell the autumn coming.
- Come home, have entertaining conversations with siblings plus dinner.
- Write/read/study (hah, not likely) until bed! (Which is usually around two, because it takes a long time for me to get to sleep.)

On days without class there's more variation. For example: today I am writing an Aristotle paper and voting in a federal election! \o/

[redheaded-itch.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you like the song! As for the meme, you're my sisterthing, so I'm not gonna ask questions.

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

I dooooooo. <3

[escherzo.livejournal.com]

Hmmm.

Do you cry at movies/what movies make you cry?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Heck yes! I think I've cried (or at least teared up) at all my favourites, but the short list is:

- Garden State (when Large says "when I'm with you I feel so safe")
- V For Vendetta (when Valerie says "it was her wrists- they were beautiful")
- Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (when Joel realizes he wants to call off the procedure, when Clementine says "meet me at Montauk")
- Rent (when Angel dies)
- Pretty In Pink (every time Ducky does anything, pretty much)
- Magnolia (the "Wise Up" scene where everyone's singing and the part where William H. Macy says "it is not dangerous to confuse children with angels!")
- Shortbus (when James talks about how he wanted his boyfriend to fall in love with someone else)
- The Breakfast Club (the part where they're all stoned and crying, ugh, gets me every time)

... So. Um. In conclusion, I'm a wimp. /o\

[flukycoda.livejournal.com]

are you as weird and quirky in real life as you are in text? and how the hell are you such a fucking clever writer? and you can give lessons? free of charge?

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

That depends on who you are, to be honest! I'm pretty open about being a big fat weirdo around my family and close friends, but if I don't know you very well I clam up and become very quiet and kind of stoic. So people either think I'm weird and quirky or that I don't have much of a personality. It's a pretty weird contrast.

And I don't know that I'm a clever writer really, but writing like me is pretty damn easy! Just spend your childhood reading Tamora Pierce and the Animorphs books, then mainline bad fanfiction in your teens. :)

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, that question makes sense.

I have to be on the computer quite a bit for school anyway, so I usually check LJ at least once a day, unless I'm not on a computer at all. (Which happens, but rarely.) As for whether people see more or less of the real me... hmm. That's a good question, and I'm not really sure what the answer is. I'm pretty shy IRL, and I've told LJ friends things that I haven't told my more casual offline friends, so I'm tempted to say "more." But the fact is when I'm on the Internet I choose what to show people, I choose how to interact, and I choose when I want to stop talking. That means that the version of "me" people know here is not entirely the version of "me" they'd meet offline, because that element of choice is there and makes a difference.

Does that make sense? Reading it over, I'm not entirely sure. *g*

[nothingtosing.livejournal.com]

I havent followed your journal too long but I'm so nosey I wanna know when you came out and if it was something you always sorta knew or something you figured out after getting to know yourself. :D

daaaaaamn, this is long

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

That all depends on your definition of "coming out," I s'pose, but the basic timeline is something like this:

Age 9: Someone calls me "gay" on the playground. I cry.

Age 12: I realize "hey, girls give me funny feelings! What up with THAT?"

Age 13: I start mentioning to certain people, such as my sister and my best friend, that hey, girls give me funny feelings! (I ID'd as bisexual at that point, mostly because I'd had crushes on boys and thought boy anime characters were cute.) Sister is chill about it; Best Friend asks me if I think Angelina Jolie is hot. I say yes. I also befriend Ridgecliff's only openly gay boy, Peter, and people assume we are a couple while simultaneously assuming we are both queer as Christmas!

Also, I get drunk at Easter and tell my parents "HEY YOU KNOW WHAT I LIKE THE LADIEZ LOL." They blame the wine.

Age 14: Word starts catching on, and I become The Lesbian. (Every junior high has A Lesbian. Mostly they aren't even gay, just A Lesbian.) People ask dumb questions on the bus like "SO YOU'RE A LESBO RIGHT?" (My answer, invariably, is "I don't know yet.") I also fall in love with a girl and write lots of whiny poetry about how her eyes burn into my soul and shit. Everything is very dramatic and I come out of the whole thing pretty sure that yep, I'm into girls.

Ages 15-17: The beginning of my hxc gender identity crisis! Start realizing I kind of like the idea of being a boy and waffle back and forth between identifying as female-to-male transsexual and butch and finally settling, sort of, on something in between. Go out with first girlfriend, who is hella crazy and solidifies my high school identity as The Lesbian; however, being The Lesbian in high school is way cooler than being The Lesbian in junior high because people have grown up a little and tend to refrain from asking the dumber sorts of questions. (People assuming I was good at sports is an unfortunate side effect.) Go out with second girlfriend. Mother stops asking me when I am going to bring boys home. I have my first brush with real live gay-bashers (they threw food and then followed me home calling me "it" and threatening to take my pants off to see what gender I was). I get lots of ridiculous haircuts. Etc.

So that's about it in a nutshell, I think! I never really had one of those big movie-style "I'm gay!" moments- the closest I came to that was ninth grade when there was lots and lots of ~drama involving that girl I wrote poems for, and that was mostly just being silly and emo. Coming out is a weird process, because it's something you kind of have to do over and over again unless you wear a big sign that says "HEY GUESS WHAT I'M GAY." When I look back at things, though, it was always pretty obvious on some level that I liked girls and not boys, so I guess in that way I always knew, at least a little.