Oasis II

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Philosopher wanna-be, tea drinking, free child of God, born of Nigeria, raised in The States with a restless heart willing to fly. Give me a moment along with an intriguing verse and I shall bare my soul. Do not hold back, for neither shall I...
IMSA student
Aurora, U.S.A.

Digs

Futbol (soccer)
Real food
Art
Freedom of expression
Globe treading
The belief that we are one World under God

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~~Stay calm, always~~
~~Start my daily resolutions~~
Graduate from IMSA
Build others
Love and be loved in return
Live a Christian life

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19.3.05

I never knew I was afraid of dogs, just the big ones. At the party, one of the dogs was by my shoulder, I was on the floor and it was on the couch with its head like On my shoulder and I was "cool."

And then it started to growl because its owner, Brittany, had to move it. And the moment I saw its teeth, after turing to hear it growl, I Moved. I just rolled away, not knowing I was actually rolling/climbing onto Rachel. I was on her for at least a minute until the dog was moved and she told me that I could get off her. I didn't even notice it! I mean, I was Fully on her lap, Clutching her shoulder and I didn't notice it. And when she said to get off, I was ". . . oh. . ."

I was scared, not enough to like pee on myself or something, but filled with enough fear to move without thought. I always was kind of uncomfotable near big dogs, but I never saw it as a "fear." And surely, last night proved me wrong, But it was a classic moment, none of the less.

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