Hey, ‘bos. Love Guru here, and we have a lot of catching up to do. Last time we were in the same time zone, I was finishing up my sophomore year, but many things have changed since then. When I first started the Love Guru column, I wanted to give you something lighthearted to laugh at, but now I realize that there’s so much more that I could contribute.
In the past six months, I’ve traveled through most of continental Europe, made many new friends, fallen in love (yup, it happens when you least expect it), and learned so much about myself. I learned that I wanted to help people, and that’s what I plan on doing with these new Love Guru articles. I’ve lived through many different experiences during my time at Tufts. Some were great, and some I would never repeat⎯but that’s okay because now I can use them to help you. From now on, I want to empower girls and give them advice to get them through tough times.. Don’t worry, I won’t lose any of my unwarranted sass, and being abroad doesn’t mean that I’ve learned to “filter,” but I will discuss subjects that you actually care about and give good advice to those who seek it.
My first piece of advice comes from my time abroad, and it goes like this: Listen to your heart, and don’t run and hide. When flew off to Copenhagen, I had certain goals, and none of them included falling for anyone. I wanted to go out with friends, travel through Europe, meet tall, blonde foreign boys, and dance the nights away. It was a great plan, but it had one huge flaw: when it comes to love, there’s no way to plan one’s fate. By my third week in Copenhagen, I met a guy that made me swoon and eat pizza without using my hands (I know that sounds weird, but I have no clue what overcame me). The chemistry was so strong, and I had no clue what to do about it. I was also scared about getting my heart broken a second time, and I did everything in my power to deny the attraction.
Too bad that didn’t work, and soon enough we shared a firework-worthy kiss. It was like nothing I had ever experienced before, and it made me want to run. Everyone, this is where my advice comes in. If someone kisses you like that, don’t run away. Get to know the person. It might be scary to take the risk, but some risks are worth taking. That’s not the advice that I followed though. After that kiss, I went on dates with Danes to get my mind off of the boy, but that didn’t work. All I could think about was him, and I was driving myself⎯and my friends⎯crazy. Did I mention I had the greatest friends possible? Anyway, I kept on pushing him away, until he finally gave up on me. It wasn’t a nice ending, either. We didn’t speak to each other for weeks.