I don't eat other being's flesh (food journal entry #01)

This was the first food journal entry that got shoved away due to technical difficulties.

Met tien and cher at food #03 today at 6:15pm. Began dinner with a plate of fried noodles which I didn’t finish (it was horrible). There was however 2 mock meat pieces which I gobbled up. Had a cup of orange juice and later 2 cups of coffee. For dinner, tien’s food #03 challenge took place – a bag of assorted veggies and spoonfuls of carrots and potatoes. Occasionally, I dipped the veggie pieces into mayonnaise. At home after class, had two slices of tomatoes. Cher’s words resonated deeply…”make water your favourite drink.”

In class (a 3-month long certificate course in para-counselling) during break time, others were watching steadily at the Tupperware containers fished out of my jute bag. Questions were then fleshed out, “When did you become vegetarian?” and “Why did you want to be vegetarian.” My answer, “Almost 3 years ago. I didn’t want to eat flesh no more. Moreover, animals are killed inhumanely these days, cooked or boiled then served to you as a meal like what you’re eating now.” The food for tonight was fried noodles with fried chicken. We eat these things because they’re free, don’t we think it’s our responsibility to also remind those arranging it that all we ask for is a nutritious meal? Bala, an obnoxious and super blunt social service front-line staff dealing with drug offenders replied, “It’s ok, eat what you want now while you’re young. You can think about your health later.” In later conversations, he implied that somethings are vicious to the soul – I must have rubbed him the wrong way.

Eyes fell down. Conversations then on changed. Conversations then on became a communal banter…yours truly purposefully excluded. Perhaps I’m far too sensitive? Or perhaps masochistic….

When we learn to let go, the lighter the mind becomes”

Note to self : to make light coffee instead of thick ones. Or to ask for less sugar when purchasing cups of coffee.