Franz Marie Cruz’s Diary

I saw a dog curled in the middle of Commonwealth Avenue early this morning.  He probably got too frightened to cross the road.  I wanted to get out of the car and rescue him.  But that would be crazy as I wa speeding past and I literally just got straight out of bed some 20 minutes earlier, still in my pantulog, hair uncombed… (you get the picture).  I wished there was a number I can call who will rescue the dog but sadly I do not know the number of the local police.  I hope he was somehow rescued, got to the safe side of the road, not hit and is well.

I had my interview with the chair of Ophtha this morning.  He said, "Big problem, you’re rank #1 but you flunked the psych exam." I got a "NOT RECOMMENDED" rating from our psych examineer. My personality it seems did not fit the profession. 

We took the psych exam some 2 weeks ago.  It consisted of 4 parts.  From the thematic portion of the exam, wherein we were asked to write a 3/4 of a bond paper length short story each about 4 pictures, my results showed that it seemd my interest/talent is in Journalism. And that there was vagueness in my plans in life and career, ergo, whether I should really pursue Ophtha vs Journalism as a career — DUH?!?! 

The 2nd part of the exam asked us to each draw a person after which we were then instructed to draw another person of the opposite sex of the first one.  Interpretations from this part of the exam showed that I’ve ok sexual orientation (you can bet on it) since the 1st person I drew belonged to the same gender as I am. (It turned out that you may have homosexual tendencies if the 1st drawing was a person belonging of the opposite sex or if you were a guy who included too much detail in your drawing.)  Both of my drawings showed persons drawn with their profiles only, in seating position and only up to their waist (as I ran out of space/paper).  This was interpreted as I being deceitful, lazy/passive and not willing to take responsibilities.  This was pretty hilarious.  I’m not an artist to begin with, I don’t draw very well, so I copied a female character from 1 of the pictures the examineer handed out earlier and it was of a woman seated and facing sideways.  For the male character, since I couldn’t find a male person among the pictures she gave us that remotedly interested me, I sketched my seatmate (a co-applicant whose name shall be protected) who was at that time seated and busy doing his drawings. 

The other parts were a 560+ item True/False exam (wherein I got an invalid result and a headache) and another 160 points exam wherein they found me average in most aspects except in intelligence and heedlessness.

Haay…. you can never really be too sure about anything.

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