Ok, ladies and gents. Firstly, I had the most fun in this shoot than any other that I have had. Much thanks to Guntas. I was highly amused watching him go Super Saiyan in front of my eyes. Not only that, he participated more in the shoot than just being a model, but actually suggesting ideas. So again much appreciation goes to him. Now the explanation.

Often in undergrad, I would have extremely spontaneous moments of yelling at the top of my lungs (it may have been because our school mascot was Spartans!). Some of the people who know me intimately would say I still do it. Some call me crazy. It was fun, and it is totally meant to be fun. I had another urge to scream, but this time not for enjoyment. I didn’t go through with it. Then the urge happen again and again, becoming more frequent as I ignored each and every one of them. Eventually, my mind, my shoulders felt exhausted, but I subconsciously knew the cure; just fucking SCREAM. And so, during a recent drunken escapade, I satisfied that urge, and I must say, I felt an invigorating surge. The grip that strengthens. The pressure that is alleviated. The clarity that ensues. An invigorating surge indeed. Masochism is a bitch. Lets… try not to do that.

EGOGRAPHY