This guy here is my new man. I love how he intensely promotes the healthy habit of eating, reforming school lunches in his native country and then going across the pond to US to further instill his cause. I love how he literally cries when children don't know their vegetables. One of my favorite scenes in his Food Revolution episodes was his flabbergasted look upon finding out that American kids are not taught to use their cutleries at age 5-6. Apparently, British kids are taught as early as possible how to use their forks and knives.
Before Food Revolution he had his Jamie's School Dinners show that lobbied hard for a change of school dinners (or lunches on our side of pond) in British schools. It was a massive success of eliminating junk food on every school's dinner plates, with the UK government acknowledging and supporting the need for change.
America, on the other hand, was a different story. There was a lot of resistance and annoying resurgence of old habits that it was a bit hard to actually root for them. I wonder if they're still engaging with their "healthy" food habit.
As for me, what have changed? Well, you won't catch me chomping on those chicken nuggets again!
Inasmuch as I fear death, I am also mystified by it. I fear death because I don't know what comes out of it, just like how our everyday illogical fears are rooted from not knowing anything. I wonder what will become of me when the Great Hand calls my name, I wouldn't know if I'll ever be ready. Who is anyway?
It dazzles me what afterlife would be. Where would I be? What would I see. what would I hear, will I find it to my liking or will it be what my religion has taught me it would be?
But in the grand scheme of things, whatever may be waiting for me, for us, in the beyond life, I hope the life that would flash in my very eyes are those memories that I so worked hard to be fulfilled. I wish to see a happy life being flashed at me and not images of a brassed off girl, silently wringing her hair while staring at her office monitor.
An officemate and I have quite a thing for everything "hipster" that most of the time we make fun of how we can't tell if someone's a hipster, what makes a hipster and why are they hipster. Sometimes we tease by calling each other "hipsters" (according to the numerous lists of "signs that you are a hipster"). But at the end of every bantering we always, always deny that we are simply because we're not!
I am not a hipster. Although I am very much guilty of uttering the“I liked them before they were mainstream” line, fancying indie-rock music and for owning a bike, I'm not. Jeezus how many people owns a bike, listens to indie-rock and states the same line!?
I don't smoke, I don't wear plaid, don't wear glasses with no lenses (which is stupid in my opinion), I'm not an intellectual nor do I reject everything mainstream! The "hipsters" are in Cubao if you're looking for one. Hee.
After watching the video above I therefore concluded that I am not a hipster because 1) I am not wealthy and 2) I am not smelly LOL. *peace*
PS: This piece is very entertaining and informative at the same time, please do not take it seriously.
But of course, kinilig talaga ako at the end of the Learn video. If you know me and my obsession with Machu Picchu you'd understand :D
I love these boys. Yes, I envy them for the places they've been, the food that they've tasted and the things that they've learned. How many people can do all of those things, right? But I especially respect them for taking the time to learn a thing or two, soaking themselves in the place's culture. Not many travelers/tourists can do that I tell you. So now it got me thinking why didn't we do that when we had our SEA backpacking last year? Anyway, I'll think of something for this year's impending travel.
At sige na nga, plus points na rin na cute silang lahat haha.