Friday, 04 December 2009

  • I Was the Helga to His Arnold


    Growing up, I loved watching Hey Arnold on Nickelodeon only to see what crazy stunts Helga Pataki would pull just to keep her passionate admiration for Arnold a secret. But is that kind of love healthy? As much as I loved seeing Helga act selfless and caring to Arnold in ways he will never know, I never stopped to think that her love for him was odd. She had shrines of Arnold’s head, a locket with Arnold’s picture, a lock of Arnold’s hair, notebooks filled with poetry about… well, Arnold. To most people, Helga’s love for Arnold was true love. But what kind of example was Nickelodeon setting for kids watching? What kind of example was it setting for… me?

    This kind of obsession happens with many kids in high school and junior high every day. When I was in high school, it happened to me.

    I wrote this letter about a boy I barely knew but loved more than any other boy in the world:

    Dear Stephen,

    I don’t know who you really are. But I really like you. And I don’t even know why.

    I’m crazy about you right now. You’ve been my eye candy for the longest time and I get so excited and happy when you talk to me or just look my way. You make me forget about everything else because you’re just so cute. There’s just something about you that makes me weak in the knees. The way you talk, walk, and even run or laugh. You make me smile without having to say a word and whenever I see you just standing after Cross Country practice, I’m going crazy wanting you to talk to me or just notice that I’m there.

    Yeah, this sounds extremely lame, but I can’t help that I really like you. You’re so amazing and like I said, there’s just something about you that I can’t point out. But for some reason, you make me want to love life. For some reason, just admiring you makes me happy. It motivates me to go to school or to Cross Country practice. I love the way you run by the way. You kind of hop when you run and you stand funny sometimes. I love it. And when you do simple little things like lean against my back when we’re both sitting down. I don’t necessarily get nervous but I just feel so safe and so good.

    I am in such a good mood when you’re around which is amazing. It makes me forget about how mad I am about a long run and it makes me forget that there are other people in the world besides us.

    You probably don’t like me back since we barely know each other but I just wanted to let you know that I am crazy head over heels in like with you… scratch that, in LOVE with you.

    I never showed him that letter. But at the time I was sure that I was in love with him. I even caught myself doing insane things that I could see Helga Pataki doing for Arnold. And even though we barely spoke at the time, he made me extremely happy. He changed my life without even knowing it. There was that something about him that I fell in love with. But was it even love?

    Is there anyone else who has fallen in love with a person without really getting to know them personally and was absolutely SURE that it was love? ...And what is it really that defines love?

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