• We watched Food Inc. in art class on Friday. I was done watching that movie and felt so empowered to tell everyone what they're doing is wrong and that they have to stop. But I'm me and I'm one and there's too many people for me. I felt so weak, too. I felt lied to. If I wanted to change, I had to start somewhere. I showed it to my mom and told her, "Mom. This is important to me. I want you to take it seriously because it's important in general." But she had her eyes half-way there half-way through the movie. She kept on telling me that it was important to her because it was important to me and she kept on telling me, "It's interesting!" But, fuck, I knew she didn't understand. It wasn't gonna change anything and this is supposed to be the person who understands me so well. And she does. But.. I mean, she doesn't get it. She's in the living room doing who knows what and not even thinking about everything. I want to do something about it but I'm a teenager, I'm one person, I'm a student, I don't do the grocery shopping. Even though I'm a vegetarian, what does it do? I mean, I'm drinking the milk and I'm eating the eggs that come from the animals that are then slaughtered. If I eat organic yogurt, it still has weird shit in it like organic bean gum. And no matter what, you'll end up next to synthetic food most of the time. These companies write organic on their products and how the hell does one know they mean it? When you see an orange juice gallon and it says orange juice under the ingredients, great, it's orange juice. But who knows how the oranges were grown? I wanted to have a vegetable garden in my backyard but it's really hard to keep it from pests. I researched how to avoid pests and I got two choices: Organic pesticides or inspecting them every morning. Organic means bullshit to me and inspecting them every morning is, like, not happening. I have absolutely no time in the morning. "Do you realize that everyone you know someday will die, and instead of saying all of your goodbyes, let them know you realize that time goes fast and it's hard to make the good things last"

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