I saw you... guy who won the freshman assassins. I think you are so cute. I am so happy that through the freshman final fight I got to meet someone as adorable as you whom I would have probably finished my freshman year without knowing. I would like to know you better :)
I saw you... Harvard, being mean to me sometimes. Yet as I sit here in the cold writing my paper I can not help but realise how badly I've fallen for you. Sure you can be stubborn and strongheaded at times, and it's ok if I fail Life Sci, it's ok if I dont get a date for the formal, it's ok if I feel alienated sometimes, cuz I know that at the end of the day, I'll see Memorial Hall tower gleaming in the moonlight, I'll see the River Houses being beautiful, I'll see John sitting eternally in his chair and I'll see myself in your eyes and realise how far I've come and how far I'm willing to go. So it's ok if you don't see me, cuz I see you, and I love you :)
I saw you... drunk a**hole molesting a girl in my entryway. I yelled
at you and threatened to call the cops. If I see you again, I will
seriously hurt you.
I saw you... people on ISYH assuming that if you eat alone there
must be something wrong with you with comments like "You're
too goodlooking to be eating by yourself." Yo folks, sometimes I
just wanna eat my Red Spiced Chicken in peace and I don't
wanna get all crazy texting and saving seats in the dhall. Doesn't
mean I'm tainted or anything.
Sincerely,
1 man wolf pack
Sometimes you just need to know you matter, and
that you aren't just taking up space. Sometimes it
doesn't matter if you are good-looking, your brain
finds some flaw and expands it to tell you you're
hideous. Sometimes it doesn't matter that you're a
Harvard student, your brain tells you that you got
in by a lucky mistake and you're doomed to be a
failure. When you can't see your friends, family,
or future, it isn't hard to start seeing the
visions your brain creates as truth.
The only way I know how to fight back is to hold
on to one thing I know is true, and yell it louder
than all the other voices in my head. You can call
it being rational in the face of chemical
imbalances, being spiritual to overcome physical manifestations of negativity, or just plain
hopeful. But the one thing I hold on to is the
fact that I do matter, no matter what my brain is
telling me. I matter.