One week

Hello.

Ask someone if there's anything wrong and when they say 'yes', they are telling the truth. If they answer 'no' - then they are plain lying.

Define problem: (taken from http://dictionary.reference.com/)
1) (as a noun) any question or matter involving doubt, uncertainty, or difficulty.
2) (as an adj) difficult to deal with or control.

FACT
Anyone from the age of 4 have problems; from the unsecured teenager with issues up to the super-rich-retired-happily-married man/woman. World is full of problems - for example: the current financial situation. But that's just it. Problem is a part of our life.

Whether we can take it or not, it depends. Some of us cracks under the pressure, some of us handles it well and the rest of us turns away and ignores the problems. Simple maths - problems won't go away unless we solve it. However, people have different limitations where sometimes some problems are beyond our abilty to solve. Many people fail to realize that problems is what changes a person whether she/he was or wasn't able to to solve it. Changes happens in everyone - seen or unseen, for better or for worse.

Whatever the problem is, we should at least try to solve it. But like I said; we have our limitations. That's what keeps us human.

No problem solved,
the12thplayer

When you confront a problem you begin to solve it
- Rudy Giuliani

(Random Post) Son's letter to his Dad

A father passing by his son's bedroom, was astonished to see the bed was nicely made, and that everything was picked up and tidy. Then, he saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed,

'Dad.'

With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter, with trembling hands.

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing to you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mum and you.

I've been finding real passion with Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew you would not approve of her, because of all her piercings', tattoos, her tight Motorcycle clothes, and because she is so much older than I am.

But it's not only the passion, Dad. She's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods, and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.

Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't, really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with the other people in the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want.

In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Stacy can get better. She sure deserves it!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15, and I know how to take care of myself. Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know your many grandchildren.

Love, your son, Joshua.

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the School report that's on the kitchen table.