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Tuesday, May 22, 2007
hellomelloo
I've been jobless for 2 weeks, owing to a slow recovery from wisdom tooth surgery. The latest tooth extracted was 1mm deeper than the last, which makes the extraction procedure 4 times more difficult, "according to dental textbooks." The swell was alot worse...for those of you who saw me the last time, this really takes the cake. Anyway, my very limited fascination with the macabre and gore prevented me from extensively photographing and documenting the appearance of the swelling (and the series of ulcers I got from chewing up my left cheek while mistaking it for a piece of gauze while under anaesthesia. Ask me. ;-) ), but here's a picture of me after the swelling had more or less gone down. As you can see, there's a hideously unflattering greenish-yellow bruise that spreads from my left lower-jaw to my neck. It is presently a darker shade of green, which doesn't make it any better. I met Jasmine (Goh, DHS/TJC, bballer) for dinner yesterday and she thought someone punched me. Well, I suppose I can tell that to my students if they ask...upping my street cred a little. "Well...this girl and I had a disagreement and she sorta punched me, but it's okay 'cos I gave her not one, but TWO black eyes...."









I'm kidding.









For some reason, the photo seems cropped, so you can't really see the whole bruise. Ah well.


I've just signed the "30-Day Veg Pledge" on Go-Veg.com (check it out at http://www.goveg.com/), after a few random clicks on News Target led me to the PETA website. I first came across this when I visited CK's blog (fyi, my friend was practically a carnivore before he decided to make an informed transition..) and I think he's done a great job describing the plight of the animals we eat, in a nutshell.


Disclaimer: If you're a meat-lover who REALLY REALLY REALLY can't bear to give up your favourite chicken chops, hamburgers, steaks, etc. and will take offence if someone tries to convince you otherwise, it's up to you to decide if you still want to click on most of the links provided 'cos there are pretty graphic descriptions and pictures.


It's gonna be tough for me, even as someone who doesn't really eat any other meat besides fish and (occasionally) prawns. For starters, my family eats ALOT of fish 'cos it's apparently the healthiest meat (omega-3, low fat, blahblahblah..) and my Mum gets all freaked out and worried about my health if I don't eat enough meat; I'm mildly anaemic and blood pressure's slightly on the low side. I've also grown to love dairy products, which have become quite a large part of my diet. So I guess it's baby steps for me...I'm still uncertain about veganism, but at the very least I will try to make necessary adjustments towards adopting a vegetarian diet.



http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/video.asp?video=meet_your_meat&Player=wm



What made me decide to go vegetarian? I think it's hard to describe the stuff I've seen and read in a few lines or paragraphs. If you really want to know, visit Go-Veg.com, or for starters, watch the video (clickclickclick!) "Meet Your Meat". For me, that did it, after reading scores of articles about the horrible treatment animals are subjected to in "factory farms" (euphemism for "Hell on Earth" for animals) and cold-blooded murders in slaughterhouses. It's like, you're watching the video, hearing the narrator's voice and you wonder what the hell are those sounds in the background...then you realise, oh my god, those are animals screaming* in pain.

*squealing/bleating/squawking/etc.



I think I've said enough. If you're not eating lunch, bored, and open-minded enough, try clicking on the links in this entry. Better yet, if you're already a vegetarian for health or religious reasons, click on them as well to find out about the cause you're supporting. To friends: if you guys think it's pure bullshit and remain unconvinced, rest assured that I won't try to influence you (so don't cut me out of your social circles :-p ) or disgust you with gory details about the food on your plates.

Time to go do some housework...ta-ta, with love.

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