#2weeksvegan

My name is Blanca Valencia, I'm 16 years old, and today, I am two weeks vegan.

I honestly cannot remember a time when I have been happier for myself. My confidence is at an all time high, something I haven't experienced in a long while. For example, today, at lunch, I was waiting for my BFFFFF Jasmine to get her lunch, and I was waiting on the side. Next to her, in a crowding fashion, were 4-6 girls who kept staring back at me. Upon noticing, I tried listening in to their conversation because I wanted to know how I played a role.

It turns out those girls were "making fun" of my lunch box. It is a hard plastic purple Power Rangers Zeo lunch box. They were giggling about it and pointing it out to their friends. But you know what?

I DIDN'T EVEN CARE.

My lunch was better than theirs! Mine wasn't filled with the remnants of a tortured cow, or an abused chicken! Nope. No siree Bob. Mine was cruelty free! And downright delicious! 

So suck it girls! 

Why would anyone eat that joke of a lunch, when instead they can eat a peanut butter sandwich, a pear, 7 strawberries, and vegan ginger and chocolate fudge cookies.

WHO IS THE WINNER HERE?

That's right, me bitches. The real slim shady that's who. So go on right ahead, make fun of my awesome lunchbox and eat that disgusting lunch. Y'all can find me in the corner dancing and eating my lunch that is much healthier than that crap you call food.

This whole situation only made me feel sorry for you. Sorry that you can't appreciate vintage lunch boxes that were made before you were born. Sorry that you don't have enough human respect to let people be themselves. Sorry that you have to eat that "food." Sorry that you aren't on my level of awesomeness. 

And most of all I'm sorry that you're a bully.