Iman Nedhiera

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Intensely passionate about photography and other artsy fartsy farts. An avid nature-lover. Highly obsessed with sunny afternoons and evenings, funky-looking clouds, and sunsets. Deeply infatuated with all things old, vintage, and kitschy. Highly sentimental. An enthusiast in baking, photography, and music :)


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Wednesday, December 19
4:24 PM

Lately I have come to realize that my ego is as high and as stubborn as the ego of a man. I have come to realize that there's this barrier within me that keeps on saying, "You're alright by yourself," "You don't need to let it out," "You're fine," "You can bounce back all by yourself." It's this barrier within me that makes me have the urge to just keep my problems to myself because, to be honest, it's just really that hard to find someone who can really understand you.

I hate being seen as the weak one. Sometimes I just feel like telling someone, anyone, about my problems, but there's this tiny little voice at the back of my head that's always saying, "You're only going to trouble them," "You're only going to worry them," "Buck up you weak little human." I don't know why I keep mentally torturing myself, but I'd like to believe that this way, it can help me to become a stronger woman as each day passes.

Someone once told me that it's not right for me to mentally torture myself like this, to constantly condemn my own self and act so harsh to myself. I was told that this mental torture is what's bringing me down, day by day. I don't know. I honestly don't know.

It has also hit my realization that I'm a very impatient person. A friend recently told me that, when doing group-work, she noticed that I always kept on asking, "What's next?" once I was done with a certain task. She meant that in a good way. But in truth, it wasn't because I wanted to do the job, but because I was impatient. I wanted to get the whole job done as soon as possible and I hated wasting my time and energy to be present and not do anything. There are two ways to look at that I suppose but... sigh i don't know!

I don't think I've been mentally healthy for the past couple of weeks. Negative thoughts kept on lingering around in my mind and I kept on making myself feel so...weak. Especially when it comes to my studies. Of course there are people out there who are much smarter and much more intelligent than I am and no matter how much I wanted to be like them, I kept on making negative, sarcastic remarks about myself. It's an act that I don't understand. I don't understand why I kept on doing that to myself.

Ironic. Earlier this year I taught myself on self-love, but look what I've come to to this day.

Last Sunday was probably one of the best days of my life. My coursemates and I had to bring forward our presentations on our findings on the principles of architectural design -- don't ask why it's on a Sunday -- and it was a group work. My group was the last group to present our presentation and it received a really positive feedback from our lecturers. I never really prepared my speech for the presentation and I never really rehearsed. I just knew in my head what I wanted to say and what I wanted to deliver but I never really rehearsed. I only rehearsed 'in my mind' lol.

Hours prior to our presentation, I kept on telling myself, "Have faith in yourself. Keep calm. Pray to Allah. Ask Him to help you today," and I did all that. I was exceptionally calm that day, especially during those few minutes prior to our presentation. And during our presentation, I did all that I could, delivered what I'd understood about the project. I did it from the heart, with the help of Allah. And in the end, when it was time for the comments and feedbacks from the lecturers, it was my name whom the lecturer spoke of first.

"You presented it very well. You made us forget for a while that we're actually dealing with Foundation students instead of Architecture students." -- Ar. Adrianta.

I will always remember what my lecturer said to us that day. It was moving and it was really inspiring. After the whole thing ended, as I was about to leave the hall, I bumped into my lecturer again. He asked how I managed to deliver such a presentation. I honestly didn't know myself. I only believed in myself, and in Allah.

For the past couple of nights I've been 'recuperating' from my unhealthy mental state. I stumbled upon a band called General Ghost and their songs are inspiring. It's not so much the lyrics that inspired me but it's their music itself, the way they sound, that leaves me feeling so refreshed and so energetic.


This song inspires me. The drums at the beginning make me feel like getting up off my butt and just run. And the good vibe this song gives is just really inspiring. I don't know how to explain but it's like, when you listen to this song, your mood is just instantly uplifted. You become happy. You feel like singing along to them, you feel like getting up from your seat and just dance to the rhythm of the song. That's how I feel :)

Also, I stumbled upon this one line from one of their songs that really hit me in the face; "I'd rather fail everytime than to know that I never tried." Bam. Right in the face ._.

I need more of this positive energy. In my closet I've put up a sticky note on my mirror, saying "Hello future Architect!" with a smiley face. It makes me smile every time :)

Where can I get more of this positive energy? O' right, jogging :) Jogging makes me happy, too.



Saturday, December 15
2:31 AM

I am not happy with the way i am right now. I feel like there's this huge burden on me and i can't breathe. I try to gasp for air but all i see is a mountain of responsibilities rolling down like an avalanche. I feel like my future will be a dark and scary one and i don't know how to change that.

I feel so helpless. I keep getting distracted from my work and after a while I'd end up thinking to myself, 'Where did the time go?'

I feel like giving up. My head is just a jumbled up mess like balls of yarns all tangled up with one another.

Sometimes i forget my purpose of being here. Of just being, you know, here. I keep forgetting my goals and my dreams and i keep losing my motivation. I keep forgetting the quotes and phrases i used to keep me motivated to keep on doing whatever I'm doing. I keep losing hope.

I have never felt so alone in my life. The world truly is a cruel, evil place and especially when you're in university, nobody would care about you. Some would, of course, but to what extent? You're on your own most of the time and that's always how it's going to be like. Well, for me, at least.

I can't find the words to describe my situation right now but all i know is that I'm not in a very good state at the moment. I'm very unstable these days and i just feel so lost. I keep wanting to call my mother, or one of my sisters, just to talk about my problems but the thing is i don't even know what to talk about. Like i said, i can't find the words to explain my situation at the moment. I don't even know what my problem is, to begin with.

My mental state isn't at its very best. For the past few days I've been jogging everyday in the evening because it makes me forget my problems for a while. Most of the time i go jogging alone and it just feels so therapeutic to be ensconced in nature as i jog, while listening to my music on my iPhone, caught up in my own trance and not caring about what actually happens in the outside world. It's the time that i go jogging that i find peace, calmness. It's the solitude that gives me such a good feeling about myself.

I just want someone who can understand me better than i can. I dont understand myself most of the time. Is that just too much to ask?



Sunday, December 2
10:32 PM

I've barely got time (and motivation) to update my blog nowadays and i feel like deleting this blog.

But...i feel like I'd be deleting the history of my life if i were to delete my blog. So I'm just gonna leave it here, just the way it is. I have no idea if i will be updating it again anytime soon but i will just keep it in existence because some of the greatest events that have occurred in my life have been reported and written right here in this very blog of mine. I would need a reminder of who i was, who i used to be back then before i became the young lady i am today to keep trying to be a better person.

Did i mention? I'm in love.



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