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Have you ever taken a Psychological exam before? I’m guessing you already have. Upon entering college there is an exam usually given, the entrance exam. The University of the Immaculate Conception gives out this exam named Otis-Lennon School Ability Test or much known as OLSAT, it is an exam which measures out the ability of the test taker’s abstract reasoning and thinking, it gives out the verbal and non-verbal qualities of the test taker; it measures the verbal, quantitative and spatial reasoning of the latter. So, if you happen to be a UICian, then you have taken this entrance exam and when you have also enrolled in the school, then I might say, you have a stanine that ranges from 2-9. Though the OLSAT is really not an IQ test, but it’s kind of like it, it gives a big impact to people who have gotten a big score. Humbly speaking, I got the highest score, which I am really proud of having, and I don’t really know people who have gotten this kind of score *I only personally know 3 people*. But that’s not what my post is about.
I’ve been holding this feeling for so long, and I have really wanted to stop this kind of answer for my own self. There is this damn psychological test named HTP or which is likely to be known as House, Tree, Person. The HTP makes the test taker draw different kinds of things, namely a House, a Tree and a Person; with this drawings they can give out information on what you are, example if you have made a fence in your house drawing then there may be a meaning that that person is seeking comfort inside the home and some sort. I really got struck on my drawing on the Tree because I drew the tree in an island, which meant that I was a loner. *Loner* It rang inside my head for such a while but I just said to myself, well, I’m not a loner, am I? I’m fighting to not be one. But then again, it is still ringing in my head *Loner, loner, loner, Damn Psychological Test*
With a chance of working for the Counseling and Psychological Wellness Center in Brokenshire College, I have gotten a chance on talking to some counselors or what I might just want to call Psychology Graduates since they know a lot more than I do. I started of just with a teensy bit of question, “Tinuod na tanan ginaingon sa PsychoTests?” and I got a very hard on hand answer, “Mostly jud, tinuod, usually gani maskabalo pa ang tests kaysa sa imo“. I got strucked. *Loner, loner, loner*. Then the picture of the Johari Window got in my mind, the fourth window is now open and this Loner thing is what’s going to the 3rd window, damn. Is it really? I can’t believe it.
Years and years. I have been fighting to end this loner part of mine, but I am only making it worst. I’ve got pretty good best friends in High school, but we neither talk nor communicate now in College. I’ve got a very close friend during high school but then she went to London to study, thank you psychtest. In college, I don’t know what might happen, but I hope that this damn curse will free me. Am I a loner? I am feeling it right now that I am. I even got far away from my parents and I seem to think that their closer to my brother, I’m just there as a son listening and laughing with them. Why do I feel this? Take this curse away from me.
Is this real? Is my Psychological Test taking effect? Loner, loner, loner. Take this Curse away from me!
My Father is a UCCP pastor, which can be a wee bit of pressure, since being called a pastor’s kid is really a hard thing to keep up as a reputation, being good, evangelism and such, but I tend to grow into it, and I’m a proud son of God too. My dad tends to be really a time manager, he gets really furious when I’m late to go with him, but hey, that has done good to me, I tend to be really early in meetings *real early*. Now, he is the executive pastor in Agdao Community Church, which I am currently living in, until to this month only, he will be reassigned to UCCP-Matina Highway, but he has got a stable job at RJ Homes as the corporate chaplain and also to BA Autoparts. I simply love him, I really get all warmed up when only me and my dad are alone in the house and we will sleep together *good times*. He was the one giving my a haircut when I was young, and I didn’t complain about his work, *my dad is a barber too*. He is the first person I would go to, to talk about some problems, before mom will know, like when I got a 76 grade during High School. Good thing, he understands me pretty well, I love you pa!
My Mother is currently the Vice President for Finance and Administration in Brokenshire College, but mind you, it was not really that easy that my mom got to that point. She was at first only a High School Teacher of Values Education, Earth Science and Environmental Science, then went to being the OSA director, then the Executive Assistant to the President while also being the High School Principal *two executive jobs, at once, rock!* then to the VPAdmin then to VPFA. I am so proud. But mind you, with that kind of position, she still is the mom I love, after her work at the office, she tends to forget about the problems and cuddle with all of us, kisses me and my brother, hugs us both (though she now has a hard time hugging me), jokes around with my dad and brother and laughs at times. Though she is really that Tiger mom type, when she gets angry, she gets really furious and hits us with things she can grab but then cries after and talks to us about what we had done and asks us why she was acting that way *because of us, sad*. But then again, I really loved her and I learned a lot of things from her, when I got problems I can’t face on my own, she’s my crying shoulder and gives me pretty good advices. I love you ma!
My Brother, my teacher, my playmate, my friend. Me and my brother really didn’t got along that well in my childhood days, he watches X-men while I watch Sailormoon *yah laugh, you watch it too*. He plays with skateboards while I play “balay2x” with my friends. We have a 7 year gap, thats why we didn’t have that much time during my childhood, he got his own friends, I’ve got mine. He’s subjects are pretty different from mine, so even in academics, he doesn’t help that much. Except for spelling, since me and my brother had spelling lessons from my mom. We didn’t have that much time in grade school and high school either, since he was at Silliman at those times and that means far far away. But, we send him letters everytime *before the cellphone era came*. But these past times, me and my brother gets a whee bit closer, when we have time, we go out together, bond in their house once in a while. We have the same likes really, computers, so we get to talk a lot about these things. I even talk to him these times with little problems and he gets to really make me laugh on his comments *I love it!*. He gets the shirts that I have grown out of, and some shirts that has been given as a gift that wont fit me. I love you bro! My brother’s wife and my Sister-in-law, we really didn’t do some quality time together or so. But still, the way I see it, she is a sister to go to for problems since I can see that she is really quite approachable. She might as well get along with me, since he got along with my brother *smiles*. But then again, she’s a nurse and she got some pretty tight schedule and they are planning or they will go to abroad to work, she and my brother. So, yeah, thats about it for my sister. I love you te!