we waded in the water, eyes closed and arms wide open. our laughters burst in sync with the sudden flashes of the camera. 'let's take a photo here', 'no, move here. you're against the light.', 'okay, one, two, three, hahahahahaha'. a man of about 50 warmly lent a helping hand to take our pictures as if he wasn't bit interested in the shimmering waves rolling in and out of the shore. we were open to any possibilities so we gave him our camera and let him snapped away to his heart's content. there was a certain kind of lightness he exuded and it was hard not to smile back at him or say no. right now i'm thinking of freud's oedipus complex, which he methodically explained as a condition wherein which the daughter envies his father's penis and the son suffers the fear of emasculation. haha it's hard to explain so just think about that. anyway the man was really friendly all throughout our mini stranger photoshoot so we pretended like we're as limber and pliant as those high-fashion models. we took different poses as we heartily laughed at how silly we looked like; awkward dance moves here, flailing ducklings there... haha. who cares? after a few more minutes, we said our thank yous and goodbyes, and we never saw him ever again. i'm still wondering if he's a james or a john. i still bet he's a john. hehe.
saw this in yannah's fb
Type your name: Finella Jianna Villaluz
Type your name with your elbow: ffciunedkllka jianna villaluz
Type your name with your eyes closed: finella hiabba vukkakyz
Type you name with your nose: rf9jhe3loloqanbuiqaqwnjjhnqa nbvgiloloaqluasz
Slam face into your keyboard:gb hy
pwned yo! hahahahahaha
