To a special lab partner --- You kept me company in the lab after your half was finished but I was still working. You brought me hot food when I was too busy to get any. You pretended not to notice when I didn't shower that last week. The prof was inspiring and the TA heroic but you are the one who made it possible.
You are a special person --- smart and kind and fun to be around, but I am embarrassed to be seen with you because of the way you look. Most people do not wear the same outfit every day for a week. I would also be happy to pay for you to have your hair cut professionally. And I could teach you to hem your pants instead of using electrical tape. You are a wonderful person. Stop doing yourself and your friends a disservice by looking like a goofball.
I understand that you love your work, but I thought you and I had a commitment. I don't doubt the legitimacy of any of your excuses. I know you work hard, but please don't forget about me. If you didn't value me, you wouldn't have chosen me. I think you still care about me and just need reminding. If you don't spend some time with me, I will have to find someone else.
I hate to risk offending someone I care about by making advances that may be inappropriate. I can understand how it could be awkward to be asked out by your office-mate, but you are so special that I cannot keep silent. You and I have agreed about who gets which desk, what music should be played, and how to divide up projects. I think this proves we are compatible. We don't have to worry that we'd bore each other by discussing quantum transistors/parallelizing compilers/knot theory. We could go to the LSC movies together when we work weekends. If you would be willing to give it a try, you can let me know by e-mail.
Whenever my terminal notifies me that I have mail, I eagerly check whether it is from you. If it is, my heart races as I read and reread it. It annoys me officemates that I laugh aloud at your witticisms and audibly groan at your criticisms, But I care about you more than them. I fondly remember the times we used ``talk''. I confess that I saved away phrases of yours that I was unwilling to let go. I think we should meet each other in person some time.
I don't know anything about your intelligence, your grades, or your experience, but that won't stop me from telling you that you don't belong at MIT. You were only admitted because you are a legacy/woman/underrepresented minority/Iowan. I realize that by saying this without knowing anything about your abilities, I imply that no member of your group is qualified, but I say it anyway.