Emily

My boyfriend and I have been in a happy relationship for 7 months. We both love each other very much, and we are planning on staying together for quite a long time. However, I have realized we never kiss for an extended period of time. We never make out, that is. A peck on the lips is frequent and normal for us. When I ask him why he doesn't kiss me more often, he tells me that he doesn't like kissing at all. That may be true, but I think he is just uncomfortable with kissing. He hasn't kissed anyone else but me; I was his first girlfriend and first kiss. He was born and raised to be a very competitive athlete, and he really hates being new or not good at something. In this case, I think it's kissing.

Anyway, I was wondering what I could do to gradually warm him up to making out. Help me?

I was at a waterpark late Friday night. On the way up the concrete stairs, I stubbed the second toe on my left foot (counting right to left). It is red and swollen now around the first knuckle. It also has a shallow cut on the affected area. It is constantly throbbing; a dull, radiating pain that travels all the way up my foot. It doesn't look broken; I would feel a lot more pain. However, whenever I move it, the pain spikes drastically. I've been covering it and keeping it clean (soap and water followed by a Band-Aid and some Neosporin).

Can someone please help?

What is attractive to you?

I had a dream a few days ago that was simply strange. It started out normally: a peacefulday with my family in the neighborhood. We were walking and were about to cross the street, but I didn't see a car coming. It hit me full-on and my mother screamed. Then it all went blank and then I woke up (still in the dream here) and everything seemed crystal clear and sharp. Apparently, the driver has driven off, and I needed to brought back with paddles. I was unharmed, if not on better condition, however. It seemed as if a higher power had healed me. Not God, but some female diety. The paramedics drove of, seeing that I was fine, but in a sense I was not. My family helped me up and sat me down on a rock. All of a sudden, I could feel the rock's history. Literally. I could see and here anyone who had touched that rock. After realizing what gifts I had, I began to explore, touching objects and experiencing it's past. After a while, my family got scared of my talents. My mother found a place called The Institute where people like me stayed. I agreed, and we both departed the day after. It was a huge, old, wooden building. My mother was not afraid of the monsters within The Institute, though. Soon after, we said a tearful goodbye, and she drove off. My principal gave me a dorm number and a key and assigned me with a roommate. I remember that as I walked down the halls, the walls were wooden and the carpet flooring was beige, and "things" (monsters)came out of rooms. They were not hideous, but not normal looking, and yet they were absurdly friendly to everyone. I immidiately fell in love with The Institute. Soon, I arrived at my dorm room and opened the door to see my best friend, Meera, sitting there on the bed. I was stunned, and I asked her why she was here. She replied, "I have similar abilities as your own." I decided not to press further and diligently unpacked my bags. She gazed at my eyes, and I stared into hers, asking myself of the reason why she is staring at me so. She said, "You see things that are not meant to be seen by mortal eyes." I asked her, "Why? How do you know that?" She said, "Your eyes are bloodshot as Hell." I rubbed my eyes nervously and asked her, "So?" "I have the same problem, but instead of the past, I see the future," she replied with a smile. From then on, we were known as the Twins to other students (they preferred not to be called monsters). We always wore the same dress: a simple black dress with a silver sash at the waist, a strip of black cloth running from each shoulder to a silver bangle on each arm, heavy eyeliner and mascara but silver eyeshadow, etc. Anyway, later on in the dream we caught a glimpse of The Institute's sacred scripture. Us Twins were suspicious about this book, and we inquired about it, but nobody would answer, so we decided to look for it ourselves. Throughout the dream we searched and searched, and we finally got it. I was able to tell the book's past, while my other Twin could read what would happen to the scripture in the future. That is exactly when I woke up from the dream, feeling very confused.

I really need your help on interpreting this dream!!!

I'm 13, but, mind you, I am very mature for my age. Now, here is the problem: I really want a boyfriend, but nobody wants me, and I'm too afraid to ask. Touching on the first problem, I want someone to love me. I am lonely, and I have friends and family to rely on, but I can't love them like that. I need someone to share my heart with. Although I am young, I make up for it with my maturity. Now, still trying to be humble, I am sensibly intelligent, funny, somewhat pretty, and musically gifted. I am attractive because of my confidence and my charisma, not really because of my looks (but I do turn heads). I am the "school celebrity" because of my musical talents, and most of the people in my school like me. The little kids absolutely adore me, but my grade does not seem to like me that much. I mean, they're really nice to me after I perform, but I'm still unpopular. I really want a bf, but the boys who are ready to date don't want to date me; they want to date a popular girl, and I'm not that. Also, there is this one guy that I really like, but a few months ago, he told someone else that he didn't want to date. I was right there, and even though he wasn't talking to me, my heart was broken. Recently, I have been wondering if he has changed his mind, but I don't want to ask. But, anyway, I really need someone to love. Can anyone help me?!?!