Showing posts with label OZAVESHE. Show all posts
Showing posts with label OZAVESHE. Show all posts

Thursday, 1 March 2007

OZAVESHE

I thought I could do a blog where I am unknown, but what the hell, I don’t mind being known. I will still SCREAM, known or unknown.

In the past few months, I have made a few friends that I think I will keep for life. Only one has a blog (yet). OZAVESHEHe is a really nice (fine) young man.

He wrote about me on his blog. I have told him that he has a crush on me and there really is no reason for him to be shy about it. I have a crush on an older man, so there is nothing wrong with him having a crush on me as well.

I met OZAVESHE OZAVESHEin my NYSC concentration camp. He was flirting with my girl Kemi (I went to ISL and UNILAG with her and hardly spoke to her. I found out in camp that she is a sport). Ozaveshe can flirt. I think the most attractive thing about him is the way he laughs. He sounds kinda naughty and as if he is up to absolutely no good.

You have to give it this young man when it comes to flirting. I watched him flirting with my girl, he held her head very close by holding head by the side, and I almost died of laughter. He is a young man who has grown up with his 2 sisters and mother, he is sensitive to women, and his intentions can be misread.

He is quite attractive (he is not photogenic).

He says I talk with my eyes and that I am the FLIRT (a defense mechanism if I have ever heard one). I like him because he is easy to flow with. We can talk about a lot of things, in fact everything.

I am quite vocal, and he is as well. He writes well and I think him using the name “the cunning linguist” is appropriate because he reads a lot. He is a very well spoken as well, so it is not a shock that he writes well.

I read this quote today and it inspired me to write about Ozaveshe because he is someone who has made use of this great piece of advice.

It is chiefly through books that we enjoy intercourse with superior minds. In the best books, great men talk to us, give us their most precious thoughts, and pour their souls into ours. God be thanked for books. They are the voices of the distant and the dead, and make us the heirs of the spiritual life of past age. Books are true levelers. They give to all who will faithfully use them, the society, the spiritual presence, of the best and greatest of our race.
WILLIAM ELLERY CHANNING