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Taking Back Tuesdays: 3 years ago..

January 19, 2016 Leave a comment

I was thinking of what to post this week. So I tried reading back some of my post. I have my own TBT and I started it 3 years ago. I was in excitement those days. I was soon be off to Bunbury Australia.

Sometimes, you have been blessed to do what other people dreams of doing. It wasn’t my dream to go out of the country and work and settle. I remembered one of my College professor asking me if I have plans to go abroad once I finish my degree. That time I said to her, I don’t intend on going somewhere else. The thought of leaving people behind is terrifying. If in case I don’t know someone in that foreign place, I don’t have any idea on what to do, worse, how to live my life.

I am living in someone else’s dream. I keep telling people this. It was also not my dream to become a chef. Well I have lots of dream. I wanted to do a lot of things. But during my College days, I chose to be a Culinary Arts Major. People don’t know that I only learned how to cook and such during College. Being a girl, I am expected to know how to cook. But then again, I cannot even prepare a simple dish. Anyway, since I started working, I basically started out as a cook then got my qualification to be a chef during my internship. I am fortunate that I earn a decent amount and love what I do. I always think that I am living someone’s dream so might as well make the most out of it.

It will work out, eventually. A friend asked me if I want to try applying for Internship in US. It didn’t work out for us. Then again, she found an alternative place, Australia. The hardest part is the decision. I asked people about it as well as ask my mom. She didn’t agree on me living alone in a foreign place wherein we don’t even have a relative. It’s such a pain asking for her permission as well as financial support for my plan. My friend talked to her and finally she agreed. After a year, I decided to stay here. She didn’t want me to go back. But I pursued her into letting me go. I used up all my savings and paid for everything. I sorted out my application and such. And here I am now, living solo happy and contented.

So what have you been doing 3 years ago?

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Butterfly Effect: “Hard work pays off afterall”

November 6, 2015 Leave a comment

So it seems that I’ve been posting once every 5- 6 months. Well, since work and Uni I’ve been preoccupied. The only thing stopping me from posting is the fact that I want to keep away from people. I think I’ve grown to the point I had reached the time of blogging yet being fully private.

Since I last posted, I’m not sure if I said that I am working on my previous company. Same company, same work. But since then, I have come to love my career more. I had experienced a lot of mishaps at work these previous months. Ups and downs. But all my supervisors say never to let those things come up to me. Maybe suck it in then spit it out. I’ve heard a few good compliments from everyone about my work as well as my attitude. Sometimes I just feel that I am the ‘ teacher’s pet’ of everyone. I don’t know. I just work my butt off, do better things and be myself. But the feeling of everyone talking behind my back seems to be a big deal for me.

I used to remember that during my work in Bunbury, my previous Head Chef said that I bring positivity and happiness to the group and that I bring us all together. I am not that talented into making new dishes nor my skills were that fully developed. I was still a budding chef at least here in Australia.

Sometime last October, I was my current Head Chef to fill up my student evaluation form. He wrote down that I am positive and reliable. I was so happy and overwhelmed with his comment. He even said that I contributed positive things to the group these past few months. I try to remember what I actually did to make him say that. I have been working hard and trying to patch things with everybody even though I have problems most of the time, I try not to get those people into my nerves. hehe. I try to elongate more my temper with them. After our team was changed, or at least some took off the company so they had to hire new ones, we started to build new and better working relationships. We support each other as to keep the other from having a hard time for the next shift. Makes sense?

My supervisors have been recommending me to do some shifts on other properties of our company. I had worked on that branch before and he said that I was requested by the chefs. I overheard their  CDP/ Sous Chef asking wait staff how was I on my first day working back there. It was busier nowadays there than when I worked there last July. Well, they said everything went well and I am good on what I am doing. The other day, I was surprised. I thought our Executive chef is watching me while I work. Then he leaned beside me and said that I will be a part of the team who will prepare the Christmas party food for the General Managers. I was so overwhelmed and then he said it was on December 11. And I probably be in Bunbury, WA that time, so I had to turn down his proposal. I was in regret that I thought of cancelling my flight and hotel reservations for the trip. I thought that this is my chance to cook for Executives of the company and my chance to prove that I can work in that Luxury property of the company. A chance slipped just like that. I just turned into positive thoughts of me having other chance or next time for a similar task.

Before that, my Executive Chef asked me of my plans after I finish my Degree. Well as of now, I am uncertain. I am still trying to figure out what work would I do after. He said the company is open for some position I wanted, at least based on my credentials and company history of course. I don’t know what he knows about how I work but based from other people, I know they are talking and chatting most of the time of what is happening and about us, their staff. I am not trying to brag about my achievements, well I don’t really have it. lol. I am just saying that “HARD WORK PAYS OFF AFTERALL.” 🙂

Life lessons I learned growing up (A Year Wiser?)

May 17, 2015 Leave a comment

In my Twenty six years of existence, I’ve passed my quarter life crisis. I’ve been to places. I’ve been with different kinds of people. Yet I still have to learn lots of things about life.

Life is an ocean (Photo by Hannah Nacis)

Life is an ocean (Photo by Hannah Nacis)

  1. Not Everything is about you.

It may seem that whenever you do things, it is just for you. Ever wonder how people get affected by your decisions and doings?

  1. Time flies fast, so as your life.

One moment you’re still with your family. Then you wake up and boom, “I’m alone.”

  1. It’s normal to feel afraid of taking risk.

Who isn’t afraid to take risk? Even the toughest person feels frightened you know. You are just afraid because it will be out of your comfort zone. You wouldn’t know how it will turn out unless you try right.

  1. Making mistake is part of life. So as regrets.

Less expectations, less disappointments, less mistakes? I don’t think so. When you fail on something, that’s when you start learning. It is okay to regret that something. But by the end of the day, you learned something.

  1. Tough times come when you least expect it.

When everything seems right, something is wrong. Yes there will always be a ‘something’ that will rock your world. Maybe you can’t handle it now, but you’ll just laugh it off later.

  1. It’s not childish to cry and seek for help.

When everything is out of place, it is okay to cry in a corner or better with someone. It is alright to ask for help during those times. Just don’t forget to say thank you afterwards.

  1. Life has four seasons.

Enough said.

  1. Money can’t buy happiness, but sometimes it can.

No one can buy your happiness, but they can buy something that will lead to it right. Like a simple flower. Or maybe… a house. 😛

  1. It’s never too late to try new things.

Learning doesn’t stop after you finish Uni. You can still go out and try other things. Play another instrument. Paint. Drive a car, etc.

  1. Life is an endless adventure.

Whether you attained happiness, your life doesn’t stop there. Definitely you still seek for other things or other people that will make you happier and content in life.

After awhile, I’ve been doing some projects and stuff

December 17, 2014 Leave a comment

Yes yes. I think this is the first time that I became keen on doing a lot of artworks. From drawing to painting as well as building model kits. Well, like they said, I’m inspired. hihi.

After almost a month since my last post, I had finished The Walking Dead Season 1-4.

Since I still have no watercolor, I decided to give my boyfriend something he would like/love. A drawing of his long time crush.

“Rei Ayanami” Crayons on Canvas 5″x 7″ Drawing by Hannah Nacis

A week ago, I bought my work table from Ikea . That night, I built my very first Model Kit which my boyfriend gave me,  Darth Vader.

Darth Vader

The next day, I bought a watercolor set and brushes. So that night I finished my surprise painting for him. I copied one of his photos when he went to Italy.

“Nostalgic Stop” Watercolor on Sketchpad Painting by Hannah Nacis

Then when I visited him, I needed to do something while he sleeps. He gave me his Bear-guy Gunpla Kit.

Other guys give stuffed bear. My guy gave me a Bear-guy Gunpla Kit.  So Kawaii!!! ^_^

I still have lots of projects to do. I haven’t listed them ,yet I am sure that I am more keen to start those soon. I have another kit here that I will start building as soon as I feel inspired and less tired from work.

Oh, and I’ve seen a portable electric organ/ keyboard. I want it soon. Still thinking if I’m going to get it cause I really want to have one soon so I can start learning how to play the piano and make melodies for my poems. 🙂 I’ll keep you posted here. But if I’m M.I.A. here, I’m just hanging around Instagram or Twitter.

Path to Happiness

September 26, 2014 Leave a comment

“Blue skies fading away” (Photo by Hannah Nacis)

Finding happiness is a challenge.
It is not easily attained.
You have to work hard for it.

It feels like you’re climbing a high mountain and the force of gravity is pulling you down.
You see the sky so blue today then a storm comes tomorrow.
Birds chirping good melodies then suddenly a group of crows shout loudly.

You look in the mirror and you see a shadow of despair.
But sometimes, a shine of light peaks thru the window.
A sign of little happiness on its way.

Behind those dark cloud is the sun wanting to come out.
Maybe it’s you who should go out
Explore the world and find the sun rays.

Choosing which path to take to find your happiness is confusing.
You can either be on a rocky road or in a straight easy way.
Whatever you choose, remember you can make it til the end.

Attaining happiness is not an ending.
It is a new beginning to someone else happiness.
Sharing it is the best part of all.

Hannah (25/09/2014)

Taking Back Tuesdays: “I missed you even when I was with you.”

September 2, 2014 Leave a comment

I watched the movie “Extremely Loud Incredibly Close.” I was not aware of what the movie was all about. I was just curious because of the title and because it’s main guy was a child trying to discover things. I didn’t know that this will be in time and will bring me to tears at the end.

Oskar’s father died on 9/11 incident in US. It has been a year yet it seems that everything still lingers, the memory and the death of his father. So he looked for something which can be a way to communicate with his late father.

If you were a family, friend or a reader hanging all the time here in my blog, you might know that I lost my father 4 years ago. We lost him with cancer.

Ever since his death, I would tell my friends to live their life better and appreciate things especially their family. My father’s death still affects me until now. I remembered the first year was tough for me. I try not to watch movies about father and child. Every time there’s a wedding, I would go outside or go somewhere once the ‘father – daughter’ dance comes up. I just couldn’t do it. I was hurting. I am still hurting. It seems that it was just like yesterday.

I usually post something about him every time my heart gets broken by someone or if I’m hurting in general. I always tell others that the only breakup which I can’t move on was his death. The feeling of his lose is 10x much hurt to me. Of course he is my father. We weren’t close, but I was his princess, his third love (1st is his mother, 2nd is my mom), his one and only daughter. As years pass by, I try to keep memories of him thru my posts or my journals. I am afraid of forgetting him. The only photo we had together was during my birthday celebration a year before he died.

It’ll be fathers’ day here in Australia this Sunday. This year I’m not prepared. I would probably lock myself at home and detach from online community just for one day to avoid seeing the greetings especially the happy photos of my friends with their fathers.

I am like Oskar, given a chance I would do anything just to talk to my father or spend some time with him. I regret not spending quality time with him. I regret not talking to him like he was my best friend. I regret not saying that I love him.

 

Taking Back Tuesdays: My Writing Adventure

August 25, 2014 Leave a comment

I have a good memory for when I started writing.This skill/ talent isn’t innate in me but I just developed it through the years. I think my whole totality started to come out since I started writing as well.

Back in my gradeschool, I used to be this awkward smart nerd in school whom everyone doesn’t notice (I think that I was invisible to them). Like one of my friends said, I talk to people which means I’m all over the place, thus, no permanent friends. Gradeschool in the Philippines is somehow like that. Every year you make new friends then mostly neglect your old friends. I even didn’t notice that not until my best friend now told me that I became a snob after Grade 2. hahaha. So much for being a friend ae. I think I just stopped being a snob and started opening up to people since Grade 5 and 6. From there, I developed close friends. I was less of the awkward girl that I used to be. lol. I think people started liking me in a good way atleast. I remembered one of our teacher gave us this activity wherein you divide a box into positive and negative. Your classmates can write to you on a piece of paper what they like or hate about you or if you did something nice or bad to them. Positive things sent to you should be folded and thrown into the positive side while a crumpled paper is into the negative side. More positive than negative things is a good start right.That’s when I started understanding myself better. Unknowingly, they like me as being nice, generous, helpful and a good friend.

When I started my Freshmen year in Highschool, we had a teacher who was also our adviser, Ms Helen. She gave us this weekly assignment of keeping a journal/diary in which she is the only one who can read it. I kept on writing and writing about stuff, people, etc in it. No hesitations. No regrets. It seems that it was my only pathway to expressing myself, my true self. I mean I’m not pretentious or anything. I’m just reserved and I have a hard time trusting people. Anyway, I started writing heaps and heaps. A page was not enough to tell everything. haha. Back then I wasn’t aware that there was an online community for writing,thus, blogging.

After that assignment, I started keeping a journal. Even though I tried hiding it from my brothers,they still find it anyway. So I stopped writing. That’s when I found out about Blogs. Since then I have a love hate relationship on my blogs. There was a time in which my friend got mad at me because of a post I made about her. Afterwards, that’s I became careful posting stuff.

My previous blogs were confused. No certain category. No Tabs. No anything besides me sharing stuff. That’s why I started this Blog.

My blog is my personal space. I get lost every time I compose something here. I can go to places, try out things, and be with people all around the world. You reading my blog is like me being vulnerable to you. I’m not good into opening up to people personally, but in writing, I can fully express and can find the right words to explain almost everything. 🙂