To Myself, Prior to and in Becoming a Ghost of Harvard’s Past

To Myself, Prior to and in Becoming a Ghost of Harvard’s Past By ARIANA AKBARI The Harvard campus has shifted tectonically since I first matriculated in 2013. Incoming students will have no memory of the now-ancient relics that defined a significant portion of my own Harvard Square past – places like the Holyoke Center, Cafe Algiers, Wagamama, and Crema Cafe are all gone now. Many of the administrators and professors who influenced my own Harvard experience have met a similar fate. A great majority of my student peers have scattered across the globe and are well on their way to …

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To My Younger Self

To My Younger Self Struggling with mental health on the Harvard campus By ARIANA AKBARI   People who don’t go to Harvard always ask me, “Is Harvard hard?” What they’re looking for in this question is for you to tell them, “No. Harvard is not that hard. Harvard is just like every other University. Which are also not hard.” Usually, a variation of this statement is what I say because it’s easy and because I think it makes the questioner feel more satisfied. The veritas of it all, however, is that this is just not true. The real answer to …

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Hazy Gray and Hints of Haley

Hazy Gray and Hints of Haley Part 2) To the younger version of myself, after experiencing the death of a fellow student and best friend. By ARIANA AKBARI If there is one thing that I remember from taking SLS20 my freshman spring, it is that every time you recall a memory, you recall it a little less perfectly. In the end, all of your favorite memories – the ones that you have recalled the most – are just blurs, with their details filled in by your imagination. My freshman fall was a really sweet time for me, so I have …

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To the Younger Version of Myself, During Freshman Year

To the Younger Version of Myself, During Freshman Year A four-part reflection on a super-senior’s time at Harvard By ARIANA AKBARI I received my Harvard acceptance in the Spring of 2013. Afterward, my mom took me to the Tex Mex restaurant I had gone to nearly every Friday night with my family. This time it was just me and her, during the day. She ordered a margarita like she did every Friday night – frozen, no salt. They brought her a margarita with salt on the rim anyway. As I dipped my first chip into the complimentary salsa, my mom …

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