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Monday, September 04, 2006

pros and cons: first in a series

+ i get paid to write, take pictures, be creative.
- i cannot be creative when harrassed.
- pay's peanuts. it so does not inspire creativity when you're at the poorhouse. let's face it, i need to be surrounded by beautiful things (not necessarily expensive) to be creative. as it is, i cannot afford any beautiful things, no matter how inexpensive they are. plus, i can only do so much. i cannot give what i do not have, in this case the time and effort because my time and effort is divided between worrying about money and motivating myself to do good. so it's back to the root of all evil- the pay, being peanuts.

+ i can write more, when i am not troubled with stress. i can expand my world more, get inspiration from different worlds.
+ good company, nice people to work with
- then again, i can still be friends with them outside of work. heck, i'll now be able to afford to have a life outside the office.
- i love the fashion industry. it is so me.
+ always good to learn something new. besides, i like techie stuff too.
+ i've been so far whining (a.k.a. praying) for a better-paying job but so far haven't done anything about it. and now, this has practically fallen on my lap. signs, anyone?









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