My Last Week As A First Year Student

Monday

Round of applause in the auditorium as the last minute of Film Studies class ticked off. It was also the end of our final class test, and since we don’t have any exams for this unit, it was definitely the last glimpse I would ever have of Film Studies.

It took me back to last semester’s TV studies, which is the matching unit for Film, except that this time it was definitely over. Lectures that were basically movie screening times are over. No more watching movies as homework, for assignment research, or for revision.

First year is over. The scoring and easy parts of university work are done.

We also clapped after our last World Politics lecture. Short and sweet class. That’s how my friends and I ended up in the library and I decided that I wanted mugshots hehe.

Mondays have always been my favourite days. Not only because of the idea of starting the week with a movie in the Film lecture, but also because it is the only day when I meet all my friends. Not only in class, but also in our Monash Performing Arts Club weekly meetings 🙂 This semester, as a committee member, I feel even more grateful.

The Copycat & The Search For Belonging

(SAME) INTRO:

~ Being a future psychology student, I decided to create a new category of posts here on An Evil Nymph’s Blog which will be dealing with some of my weird and crazy theories of life and people. For fun, of course since I don’t have a degree yet. Also I’m not trying to make generalisations and it’ll be best that as you read on imagine putting in the word ‘maybe’ in every sentence. These are only my 19 year old opinions. Anyway, scroll down at your own risk… and enjoy! ~

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If you haven’t read the first and previous post in this Psychology series, I strongly recommend you to do so here: Narcissism & Manipulation, because the copycat type we’re going to analyse this week is the one whom I let you have a glimpse of in that post.

For those who remember briefly, we encountered the copycat as a victim of the manipulative narcissist, as being easily influenced without a fixed personality to cling on to, copying aspects of the people he admires to fill this identity void of his.

However, he is not to be pitied entirely.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Love

Love has so many meanings. It can be the love shared among the members of a family, as much as it can be the love between two partners. But for this week’s challenge, I’m going to emphasise on the greatest and most powerful love of all: Friendship.

The Most Tragic Love Story

Another Picture it & Write! And my contribution to this week’s picture…

 

The most tragic of all love stories is one in which two people secretly love each other and yet…

Tracy thought that she had never met such a man as Kev. To any girl of the school, he was just like any other guy: not too muscular, nor too fragile; not too keen on sports, nor too geeky; not too handsome, nor too disgusting. He had plain dark eyes and hair, and his dressing code was rather the same every day: a boring T-shirt and a used pair of jeans.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Friendship

Friends are always there when we need them 🙂

This photo has been taken some years ago – me and my two BFFs, Alexandra and Judith 🙂

Weekly Photo Challenge: Hands

Giving a hand is at no cost.

Giving a hand is to gain trust and maybe a new friend.

People Actually DO Care. [WPC: Together]

Hey guys, today is actually a very normal Thursday, where I’m going to tell you my choice for this week’s photo challenge (Together), except that…

It’s my birthday today! Yeah! I’m finally 17 🙂

Here’s what my BFFs got me as a card, which I badly had to share with you – it’s so beautiful!

Alright this is only the envelop… Let’s get on the beautiful part:

Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast

Today I have three things to talk about but don’t worry, none of them will be lengthy.

First of all… My interpretation on this week’s photo challenge on ‘contrast’:

It was early in the morning, I had just finished preparing myself to head to school, when the curtains were drawn… and my eyes witnessed a mesmerising sight: timid small clouds as if they’d just woken up, floating together while glimmering in the first rays of the sun of the day. It was so beautiful! I could not take me eyes away from such a unique moment where the sky and windows (which reflect it) have an orange-purple colour…

This Year is a Pool of Awards…

Since the beginning of the year my bookmarks bar on Google Chrome was filled with posts which nominated me for blog awards. That;s why I usually share/pass on the love of multiple awards to other bloggers. And it’s not over yet.

I firstly thank The Narcissist’s Blog for the Versatile Blogger award and the Kreativ Blogger award 🙂

Except from the rules of thanking the person who gave these to you and listing 10 bloggers to pass on those goodies (which we’ll come to soon don’t worry), there’s the fun part, which is to list…