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one's from oman. the other's from israel. one's muslim, the other's a jew. two men - one heart to fill. me? neither - my faith - christianity. my personal life is certainly becoming more and more interesting.

do i love oman? or do i love israel? or am i still haunted by the past and that i shouldn't think about love anymore?

what's my calling should truly be kept under-wraps - because right now i don't think i wanna know... not now.

Here are all katties accounts ...

#1 : Edailydiary.com : Kattie9954/sunflower

#2 : Yahoo(s) :

Chocaholic9954/99549963

Gurlsxrulex3/123123123

#3 : Aim(s) :

Chocaholic9954/99549963 ... ???

#4 : Youtube : xoxkattiexox9954/99549963 ... ???

#5 : Google : kattie9954/99549963

#6 : Myspace

gurlxxrulex3@yahoo.com/99549963kk

So, I started out 2008 with a bang... I was reading Wicked, and didn't even notice it was midnight. No wild parties, no drunken songs were sung. Though alcohol could have made it a better night, no I spent that night working, and then going home to snuggle in my bed and read. Exciting? I know, I live a wild life. I told myself I'd start keeping a journal for 2008... well 3 days later, here I am starting one. Just a few days off. I'm never one to start things when they should be.

That song (the one in the title) has been on repeat for me, all day. It reminds me of last year. And the year before. When all I could think about was... him. No, I wasn't in love, try infatuation. He led me on a rollercoaster ride of emotions, that ended with me saying to hell with it, I can't handle it anymore. Now he's moved on, to a 15 year old. Yeah, that boost my confidence a whole lot, one upped by a kid who can't even do Algebra without help. He wants to eat lunch with me, tomorrow. Just when I was getting completely over him. He does this. But, I'll handle it. I can. I just have to.

I guess I could tell the internet world about myself? But where would be the fun in that? Where would the mystery be in there? I guess you can just read on, that is if anyone reads this, and decipher who I amby what I say.

I'm out, Flowers For Algernon is calling my name...

-the girl in second place

So I have a question that I would love some help answering. At what age to you start to feel like an adult???I am 23 years old soon to be 24 and I feel like im stuck at 16, or let me rephrase that, like i have made no progress since i was 16. Granted I have a good job and have learned a lot along the way. I feel like in no way, shape or form, am I ready to be and adult. I have seriously been contemplating moving out of my parents house lately. I'm so torn. If I leave what do I do. Get a small place and live alone, Get a roomate someone that I know, or move in a random situation with random people and figure it out as i go, or stay at home and save money to buy some property. To be honest, the independence may be good for me it may be a good life lesson to be completely alone. I moved out for about 3 years..... moved into college and then in with an ex bf but it didn't exactly work out so im afraid to go through it again. I went shopping with my mom today and as we went to the register to pay and she pulled out her credit card i thought "how could i do this without my mom". I'm freakingnot a little kid though so of course I can, I think im having preventative seperation anxiety?

idk just thinking aloud.

If anyone cares to respond I could use the advice

Whisper in your ear,

Kiss on your lips,

Beat in your heart,

Gleem in your eye,

Sweetness on your tongue,

Look for me and that is where you will find me. ~IvoryAngel

Welcome to "My World" Sit down and stay awhile once you enter you will never be the same again.