Sunday, May 18, 2014

How I: became vegan

I think it had something to do with me turning 30. Everything suddenly changed since stepped into my 4th decade being alive. I want to believe that it's purely a psychological thing but sings are pointing to different places. 

Where I used to live, my parent farmed chicken and they were growing their own vegetables. I would rarely drink milk for one reason- my stomach would get upset and I didn't like that sensation. To avoid discomfort is my motto. 
Now, as I said I recently turned 30 and things just started coming my way. I started having these insanely vivid and strong clarity visions. Whether they were just coming to me as some natural chemical balance in my brain or they would be coming through different mediums. The one that actually pushed me off the clif when it comes to being a omnivore or herbivore was youtube.
One night I couldn't sleep and I saw this video on yt that was "recommended". It was on some negative effects of milk on your body. I knew a long time ago that after the normal milk drinking age limit, there's no point for any mammal to drink milk, let alone milk from a different animal.
As the video progressed there were images that shook my ground. I'm a huge animal lover and I hate animal cruelty. My body pains and my brain just explodes when seeing animals suffering. I have more empathy towards animals than humans. I don't know how to feel about this but it is what it is. 
The image that just turned me around was the image of a farmer killing in cold blood a little new-born calf right in front of its mother. Fine, I can understand that you want to euthanise the animal if it's sick but then you don't do it in front of its mother and not by viciously stomping on its head. 
That was it. 
I didn't throw out any meat that I had in the freezer for the reason that my boyfriend is still an omnivore and that other people still want to eat meat.
That's fine with me. Morally, I cannot allow myself to do it any more. I'm not judging you if you can, that's your business. 
The next day I went to shop for my new life(style). I'm still figuring it out but I'm getting there. 









Sunday, May 11, 2014

How I: started paying for apps and extentions

Living with a professional coder, a very dedicated software engineer, can be demanding on a soul. It's hard to let them be in their zone when all you want to do is touch their genius, because that's the thing that you love most about them. He had me at C#.

So, living with a software engineer, watching him sit in front of the computer the whole day, de-bugging, fixing stuff that I know nothing about has made me appreciate all the apps and extensions that I use on my Chrome, Android and all these fancy things that I adore. 
I know the work that goes into it. I don't necessarily understand it but I see the sacrifices that come with it, frustration, desperation but eventually always victory. 

I used to think that the world is mine for taking, I was entitled to have it all handed to me. Why should I pay? A small app doesn't look that impressive but if you stop for a minute and realise how many keyboard strokes, lines written, strategies thought out went into it you'll soon find yourself in a world that you, an average user, can't even come close to understand.

If you see something that you like and it's free, install it. If what you saw you liked and installed actually works and it works really well, then do reward the creator. It's not an easy job, trust me. Find a way to contribute as much as you can!

-Schrödinger's meow