DFA FSO: Stage Two

So here I am, trying my luck... trying to find the star-shaped hole to fit 'me star-shaped peg.

I have unexpectedly passed the qualifying exam, which basically says I got lucky with more than 80% correct answers in the graduate level, NSAT type exam. Next step was the interview, a hurdle before I qualify for the much dreaded FSO written exam.

Here's the scoop on the interview. Be smart, quick, and witty. There were three interviewers in the room who are themselves FSOs. Veterans, I suppose, who have already met so many people, they can probably measure you up the moment you walk in. For the love of God, Goddess, and whatever diety you believe in, do NOT be arrogant and untrue to yourself. If you don't know the answer, ask a question. If you can't think of a question, be honest and make them see that you are eager to learn. The last thing you want them to see you as is a know-it-all. At the end of the day, the person who prevails is not the one who knows everything, but the one who makes use of what he knows, and treads the way with a smile.

The interview lasts for about 20 minutes. They asked me about, well, everything in my CV form, plus opinions on current issues faced by our nation. I have been asked what I think hinders progress in the Philippines, what should be done, and even personal questions such as if I have plans on getting married, do I have serious suitors, and am I prepared to be single for life.

Let me tell you now that these interviewers do not take their career very lightly. Most people, especially women, have been asked to choose between career and marriage. In most cases, it cannot be both. A FSO travels a lot, and stays in one place for no more than three years. It would be a real challenge to build a family and keep a family together. My interviewer said her husband, who was a doctor, gave up his career so he can be with her. Am I prepared for that? To get the career I want, but be the breadwinner? Or to give up my dream job to settle down?

Adulthood. Responsibility. Decisions, decisions, decisions.

I know I cannot answer these questions now. I can only hope to be married to someone who understands my job, and still stay with me. Right now, that person is a big question mark in my head.

It's been two days since my interview, and I can't get the heavy feeling off my chest. Was I sure when I said, "my career makes me happy and I cannot imagine giving it up for marriage"?

I may just eat my words. Who knows.