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The title explains exactly why I can afford the time to blog… I mean, besides the fact that my boss stepped out for a while…

Re-read my old post about my previous office and it made me think…

I used to get very depressed and miserable at work… I would keep snacking to keep myself feeling uplifted and motivated… I would spend every bit of my spare time (outside of office hours) blogging and shopping and surfing and doing photo-related stuff (even in the mornings before work started)… Because I had to do what I didn’t like doing at work, I had to make up for it with a vengence… And I reasoned it was a very natural response because a job is just a job, and jobs are just a necessary evil to have income to do things you really liked. It doesn’t matter what you are dealing with, and my previous job dealt with very interesting subject matter…

Then I got a job doing something I really liked.

Suddenly my life got less hectic… I was no longer clamoring for personal time to do my photos because I was already handling photos at work… I could spend my free time just relaxing, and not having to make up for time wasted at the office… I didn’t mind being one of the first in office because I would be doing photo-related things… I would look forward to my assignments and the discussions with my boss afterward… I didn’t even mind being scolded for my bad pictures ’cause he’d teach me how to improve and tell me stuff about fashion shoots that I wouldn’t have learnt otherwise… And late nights are fun ’cause I’d be spending the time touching up my own work…

I think I like it here.

It doesn’t make waking up early in the morning any easier ’cause I’m still very sleepy in the mornings. But at least I don’t have to get dragged into the office kicking and screaming… Which is exactly how it felt going to the old office…

Good afternoon, readers…

I now speak with you as a different person.

I am no longer who I was before…

I am a penguin of the corporate world, wearing white shirts with black pants.

I cultivate blisters on my heels wearing proper shoes.

I go from assignment to assignment a bundle of nerves.

I shoot off my camera more than I do with my mouth.

I annoy VIPs with my flash and they have no reason to complain.

I no longer blog at the office, because the boss can see my screen 9-6 everyday.

I have no online privacy, because the boss has both my instant messaging accounts.

But I’m not complaining…

I read up on camera stuff and view photos as part of training.

I watch Gwen Stefani live in concert for free.

I get lunch at hotels on the job.

And my boss is a nice guy.

Alright!