AN: So I'm updating again already! That's such an improvement that it's scary. I'm going to try my hardest to make this a weekly advice column. Not sure how much luck I'll have, but I will try my hardest!

Awesome response from last chapter! Please keep sending in the letters and Gil will keep writing the responses! Also, Mattie hugs for all reviewers! Now without more ranting on my part, here is Gil.

Hey there awesome readers! It's Gil! I'm actually back with another bout of advice. I hope you're all ready for this one. Hopefully FrenchFry actually updates this as often as she says she will. If she doesn't, don't worry. The awesome me will take care of it for you guys.

Dear The awesomeness that is Prussia,

I really need you help! The big school dance is next week and I want to ask someone. There are two guys I want to ask but I cant decide which one. One of them is a really close friend, that I pretend to hate, (Tsundere alert!) And the other one is a guy I've had a crush on since kindergarten and were pretty good friends. I don't want to ask both of thembecause then one will think there just the second best. What do I do?

Please help,

Wishing4adog

P.S Do you know how to get Prussia back on the map?

Wishing4adog,

I can give two slightly different bits of advice for this question.

Who do you want to ask more? I would go with the one who you really want to go with. Think about it and see if you would choose one over the other.

Which one is more likely to say yes?

If you can't figure out who you would rather go with, then figure out who would be more likely to say yes to you. If you ask that person, then you won't have to worry about asking both of them.

And I wish I knew how to get Prussia back on the map. I dream about that.

~Gil

Dear Prussia,

Erm...yeah...me again. The one that was having all the religious shit happen at school. Well, everything got better. I had to move, made a shit ton of friends who were all dubbed countries, and I had become the Prussia amongst them. Because of this, my self esteem boosted to high levels and I couldn't have been happier (or more awesome, as I'd put it then). However, my mom ended up getting vertigo and she couldn't work because she was always dizzy and nauseous. And then some lady at work goes and has the nerve to tell her that she needs Jesus in her life to make her feel better. AT&T, where she worked, only offered 4 sick days in a whole year, and vertigo can last for months, so my mom lost her job, and we had to move down south to live with my grandparents and my uncle.

This household is Fucking. Insane.

MY uncle is in his 40s, grown man, can take care of himself easily if he'd just try. But the thing is, he Aspergers, a form of autism that basically has made him a cranky child for his entire life. Including now. He's like a grown baby. And I'm scared of him. Now, does the fact that he has a disorder keep me from hating him? No. It doesn't.

Don't think I'm being crude when I say this. Considering that he yells at the computer and tv 24/7 because his email won't load fast enough drives me insane, and has made me sleep deprived, because he stays up till 2-4 in the morning yelling at the computer. In the room beside mine. I accidentally knocked a painting down once, when I was little, about six years old, and he came up to me and started screaming in my face about how the painting being knocked down was my mom's fault, supposedly for giving birth to me. My grandparents didn't even do anything. They had raised him to become this.

I have to explain the household in WWII terms. My uncle is Hitler. My grandmother is Britain. My grandfather is France. And my mom is Poland.

Now, Hitler starts building up an army and going against the Treaty of Versailles, and France wants to do something. But not with Britain's opinion first. Britain decides to appease Hitler and let him just do what he wants, so long as nothing TOO bad happens. That's my household. My grandparents let my uncle do whatever he wants and he can get away with it.

BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!

We're civilized people who live in Redneck country. This is literally hick town. Now, I wouldn't mind this. When I had asked yo my first question, I was living in a very hick-like town, but everyone there was nice and friendly.

Now, I'm usually good at making friends, because I have a nice attitude, I don't judge people, and I can walk up to most people, say "Hi! I don't know you!" with a cheerful smile, and we'd hit it off really well. I've made most of my friends this way.

First day of school.

Walk into class.

Everyone's screaming and yelling and blaring music and cursing. I'd never seen a classroom like this before. I didn't thing students ever did this. Apparently, they did. I introduce myself to the teacher, get on his good side, as he seems stressed. I sympathized with him. I found the class just as annoying as he did.

For the first few weeks, I sat alone at lunch and break and in most of my classes. Eventually, I made a few friends, one that I even took to a con. But before that, I thought my life was going to be Hell from now on.

See, after a few days, people started questioning me. They hadn't noticed me before, but somebody must have pointed out how strangely I dressed, with my two sizes to big military coat and the little yarn voodoo doll I wore in my hair. They questioned me about it. I answered in the smart-assiest way I could, because that usually lightens the mood and helps me make friends since my usual approach didn't work here.

So one day, a girl asks me if I do voodoo because of the little doll on my hairband. Now, please understand, it's JUST a yarn doll. IT has no voodoo-like purposes. That's just the brand of the doll. "Voodoo". So, I explain that to her. She doesn't get it. She instead accuses me of witch craft. At this point, I'm *really* beginning to question the intelligence of the people down here, because that same day, we had a Biology test on how many legs a spider has.

...I'm in the 9th grade. And we're JUST NOW learning how many legs animals have? Shit, what were they teaching them in Middle School? In Elementary school?

Continuing, she kept pressing me as to *why* I did "witchcraft" and "voodoo", when I kept having to answer that I *don't* practice them at all!

Eventually, it clicks in her head, and she asks me what religion I am. I tell her I'm Agnostic. She asks if that means I don't believe in God. I tell her that the religion means I don't know if I believe in *A* god or not. Not just *THE* god. The one with the capital G.

Yeah, still doesn't click, so she asks me the same question. I sigh and respond with, "Sure, why not?" At which she gives me a disgusted look and says, "OH MY GOD, YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD? YOU SHOULD BE PUNCHED IN THE FACE! YOU'RE TOTALLY GOING TO HELL!"

I blanch at this. Again, I'd been around religious people who had attempted to convert me, but for this girl to just flat out tell me I'm going to Hell? It had never happened to me before. I know that other friends of mine who were a different religion had been told that several times, but for it to happen to me, it just surprised me.I composed myself, said "thank you" and walked away.

Ever since then, people keep telling me that I'm going to Hell so much that I'll often have nightmares about dying. Not in any case where I have actually gone anywhere, but in my own sort of beliefs. That feeling of nothingness. That you don't exist anymore. Eheh...excuse me for this comment, but I'm sure you'd sympathize with that feeling of being...gone...

Not only was I fearing that but I began fearing everything...what would happen if I did this...what would happen if I did that. And I started fearing that I would lose all of my old friends. Because I was one of the things keeping us all together. My ability to be able to change any tense mood into one of joy or content. Suddenly, I'm gone, and everyone starts fighting. Including my two best friends.

In the process of all this, let's just say that our own Bad Touch Trio, kind of split up and went to war. I RP with our Spain now on a daily basis, but all our France can talk about is shoes, dresses, and boys, and "that's what she said" jokes. She's our France for a reason.

Now, it's the second semester. I have new classes. Two girls in my PE class decided they would make me *better*, and basically forced me to paint my nails and straighten my hair one day (literally, holding me down while I tried to politely tell them I didn't want to have my hair straightened, and I would paint my nails on my own accord, danke.) Then they tried to drill into my head that I needed to start going to parties. That I should change what I wear. They literally TOLD ME that I needed to change everything about myself to fit in and have friends. They even told me I needed to start drinking, and that I should have a sex life.

...For fuck's sake, I'm FOURTEEN. I'm not even ALLOWED to have sex at my age, let alone would I WANT to!

My hair has literally started falling out from stress. I'm getting little to no sleep. My life is a wreck. Nobody's comments hurt me, but they still annoy me to no end, considering how stupid they are. And I don't just mean the comments. The people too. No offense, but the fact that you're 17 and have never heard of Broadway or Mount Fuji disturbs me.

-sigh- ...advice and/or some type of encouragement? Hell, empathy works too. Just...something.

~QueenTutankhamun/Chaia Sadler

QueenTutankhamun,

Just need to say this first off, the fact that you were Prussia in a group of friends makes you so awesome.

Now that I've got that out of the way, the advice comes.

For the home issues, man that completely unawesome. To have to live in a house like that must be like hell. Unfortunately, unless you believe talking to your mother or grandparents would help, you're really just going to have to put up with it. Just wait until you're old enough to just say 'fuck it,' and leave the place. I know that's not very helpful, but it's the best I can offer those kind of family problems.

That school also sounds like hell. I've been to a few hick towns, but never saw any behavior like that… that's just ridiculous. The amount of disrespect just isn't awesome. I don't even understand how shit like that can happen in any point in life. High school is terrible by any judgment, but that one seems worse than any I've even heard of. The girl had no right to tell you that you would go to hell. An appropriate response might have been to say "That's nice. I'll just go somewhere that I don't believe exists now." ((FrenchFry: Seriously that sometimes does shut them up. Although, you have to be careful because it sometimes can backfire.))

As for feeling gone, yeah I can understand that. It's terrible and uncomfortable and, well, painful. I can relate to that. They make it worse by trying to force you to change the way you look and act for them. If that's how you get friends, then they aren't really friends. They would only like this image of you, not you. I'm not sure exactly how much advice I can even give for this, but I can offer words of encouragement. I know it's over said but, if you fight through it, it does eventually get better. It's not fast by any means, but it does happen.

I hope this helps you out,

~Gil

Dear Prussia,

I'm am so stressed out because of school. I have a paper due Monday, lots if homework, a school play I have to memorize lines for, another play I have to make signs for, 4 drawings to make for my friends who are only paying me in Girl Scout cookies, and basketball practice 3 times a week. What should I do!

Your biggest fan, Em

Em,

Well, that's a lot of work. My advice, deal with the homework first. If you don't, you get bad grades which will only make things worse. I would then work on the memorization and the signs. Practice is important so attend, but make sure to try and get things done afterwards. As for the pictures, wait until everything else is done before you get to it. Hope that helped.

~Gil

Dear super mega awesome Gilbert of the awesome state and awesome country of awesome Prussia,

I have friends, but I always feel like I gotta show off to them when we do something where we're either working together or playing against each other in a game or some other thing we're doing, should I feel bad that I want to reveal my awesomeness off to them? And that my awesomeness is way higher than theirs?

I like the title you gave me there, tis awesome.

You shouldn't feel bad that you are so awesome, but you should try to be a bit more discreet about it. People sometimes feel intimidated by that kind of awesome.

~Gil

You are awesome right? Well I'm the most awesome person in the world and the French perv is stalking me after I did something to him because of the Mattie thing. So yeah well I also insulted Russia because he was making the awesome me mad and now the French perv and Russian stalker are trying to kill me.

Ram Mattie hard for me~

The awesome Prussia

The awesome Prussia,

I am awesome. I'm also more awesome than you so I understand the problem. Those two are obviously jealous of how awesome you are. There really is no help for it though. If they are going to be jealous, you really can't fix it.

~Gil

damn France lied to you. He tried to molested Mattie at the meeting! He is now ganging up on me with those creepy as hell Russians. Help my awesome ass now

I am the awesome Prussia~

I am the awesome Prussia,

He did what now? Danke for telling me. I'm gonna go kick his unawesome ass now.

~Gil

Hello, the awesome Gil!

I've gotta say, I'm a big fan. ^^ You are the most awesome country to be on this planet.

Now to the depressing stuff I need help with.

I'm one of those teenage girls who acts happy and confident on the outside. On the inside though, I'm so insanely confused and I'm really not as happy as I make myself out to be. The daily jabs of my classmates don't really help either. I've gotten to the point where I'm not even sure if I really even have emotions anymore, and I'm depressed most of the time. I don't cry in front of people anymore, and I'm usually paranoid that someone is going to find my biggest weakness and exploit it to its fullest potential.

I know that it's really terrible that I'm always so paranoid even though I'm always smiling and laughing. Is it normal to feel like this?

And I have a friend who might like me, but he really doesn't know this darker, aching side of me. He really is a very nice and caring guy, and there really should be no reason for why I don't like him in that way, except that I don't. I'm afraid of what I'll have to tell him if he continues to make subtle moves on me. It's not like I don't want to be involved with anyone - in fact, I look forward to being in a relationship; It's just that I don't want to be involved with anyone around me at the moment.

The most ironic part of this is that I honestly have no reason to feel this way about anything. I'm one of the top students in my school, I have a loving family, and I have quite a few good friends. I live a comfortable life, and I do not have to fear for anything.

Awesome Gil, you're really helpful and insightful. I could really use some help. I hope I haven't overwhelmed you!

Danke:

Winter

Winter,

Glad to hear that you're a fan! It's nice when people appreciate your awesome!

Now on to the advice. It's understandable to be depressed like that when people make fun of you or when things are tough. Acting happy when you aren't isn't bad. It's a normal defense mechanism. ((FrenchFry: I know because I've been there before.)) It's normal to want to appear unaffected by everything.

You should tell the guy that you're not interested and explain why. It will make everything better for all involved if he knows that you don't want to be in a relationship at the moment.

Just because everything seems ok, doesn't mean that it really is. You can have the best life and still be completely miserable. I suggest finding someone that you trust and can talk to. Either that or even talk to a friend online. Sometimes it helps if you talk to someone who doesn't know you as well because they can be more objective about everything.

~Gil

Well that's all that I have for this time around. You've been awesome! See ya next week.

~TheAwesomeGil

AN: Well there you have it! Hope to see more letters soon!