Good-bye wheels of goodness

It's been 48 hours since I've been vegan. I'v been vegetarian for 5 years now and I've evolved alot since I decided to become vegetarian at 18. 18 is a late compared to other vegetarians I know, but when was the last time you met a vegetarian Latina? I have yet to meet one. I'd still be a meat-eater had I not discovered a book on vegetarianism in my highschool library during one of my many lunches spent there. I opened it up and flipped through some of the pages. "You mean I can actually choose not to eat meat?" Well, I decided to become vegetarian because I wanted to be cool. To whom, I have yet to figure that one out. When I do things that I think are cool, it's rarely to gain approval of others. Fast track to first year of uni 8 months later in Spain, I found myself in an non-vegetarian-friendly cafeteriea where my meals consisted of oranges, bread and butter, orange-coloured mystery soup, french fries and the occasional egg. Needless to say I encountered the freshmen -10. Fast-track to the end of the semester in Belgium where I saw a documentary on how animals get butchered- quite brutally.

I spent my first two years of being vegetarian, eating heaps of cheese sandwhiches, pasta, frying the hell out of food and eating gummy candies. Somewhere along the line I've made the connection with the neatly packaged animal flesh at the supermarket with those round disks they sell at Hungry Jack's inbetween bread with the animals that once roamed in the fields. I find meat repulsive and I just don't think that an animal should have to die because I want a quarter-pounder with extra cheese. Who really knows why animals were put on this earth, but I personally think that it wasn't for me to do what I wish with them. They weren't put here to give me eggs, to give me cheese, to give me milk. I think that if I had my own chicken, which at one point I did, I'd eat its eggs, but only when it layed them. But I think eggs are gross even thought they taste good, I think it's like eating what grows inside the womb. What have I done for them lately?

I don't object to others eating meat or being non-vegetarian. I'm don't impose my beliefs on anyone, just as I don't want any Christians/Catholics/Jesuits/Methodists etc. knocking on my door asking me if I reckon I'd like to live in a world where lambs and lions play together in peace. No thanks. Plus, never in a million years would a lamb want to play with a lion. You can tell right there that they're trying to sell you lies. I have a story about those Scientologists. That'll come later, for now I'll just tell you that if you're ever walking down Newbury Street in Boston and you see someone standing in the street giving out 'free' personality tests, walk the other way.

Just do it.