"my plans assume that i'll be around within the next five years..."
how's that for an answer? it doesn't carry much conviction, does it?
practice makes perfect, i say. i've been asked "will you be staying with us in the next five years" too many times that sometimes (just sometimes) i'm tempted to say "i'll be leaving very soon. tomorrow, maybe." just to have something different to talk about.
if you ask me, making a promise for the next five years is quite a feat. i can't even plan my gym or jogging sessions for the next week.
but there lies the uniqueness of the station, or of most NGOs for that matter: it neither has a firing mechanism nor an iron-clad contract binding any staff to a fixed period of employment.
if i go back to my fresh techie years (which is waaaay back), the answer would have been less vague and with absolute conviction. but after seeing people leave -- the same people whom you've heard answer with the same conviction -- i guess i've grown tired of asking "bakit ka mag-reresign? di ba sabi mo di ka pa aalis?".
two things: opportunities change, and so do people.
i had a taste of high-brow art film yesterday at kampo. i guess it's art when even the title makes you want to ask "why that title?"
but i guess that makes "sex and lucia" a good art film, right? it opens to a lot of perspective, giving the viewers so much freedom to explore every bit of symbol and meanings scatterred and stringed beautifully together throughout the film.
but nay, this is no film review, nor would i even attempt to do one. so enuf blabber.
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