I've recently become a vegetarian and it already is having an effect on my mood. I have noticed that I'm happier and bad days are getting less frequent. Yet, the vegetarian food and meat alternatives are very expensive and I'm beginning to feel guilty because my mom is paying for it all. This will probably be my "down fall" but I'm trying to put it behind me as long as I can. I realized that this "phase" in my life is mostly fueled my competition with my friend Adam since we both decided to go vegetarian at the same time. We had both seen the PETA documentary and were repulsed by the images. My mom tells me that they are extremists, but I cannot stay ignorant to the fact that no matter what these things are happening.
For example, number 5, Eight Belles' breakdown and euthanasia at the Kentucky Derby. It has put the spotlight back on an industry that puts speed and profit first and leaves the horses in last place. I was making cookies at the time in the kitchen and my Dad asked me to pick a horse to win. I remembered my experience at the racetrack when I was little, since I used to cry as I heard the horses being whipped while they ran by. I remembered it was like they were trying to run away but, they just could not seem to get anywhere. At first I told him zero, but after a while of annoyance I finally caved in and picked my favourite number. "Fine... I pick number five."
It was reported that the horse broke both its front ankles and was euthanized a short while after. But, what the hell right? At least it came in second...
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