Já Sei Namorar

Composição: Arnaldo Antunes, Carlinhos Brown e Marisa Monte

Já sei namorar
Já sei beijar de língua
Agora, só me resta sonhar
Já sei onde ir
Já sei onde ficar
Agora, só me falta sair

Não tenho paciência
pra televisão
Eu não sou audiência
para a solidão
Eu sou de ninguém
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo me quer bem
Eu sou de ninguém
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo é meu também

Já sei namorar
Já sei chutar a bola
Agora, só me falta ganhar
Não tenho juiz
Se você quer a vida em jogo
Eu quero é ser feliz

Não tenho paciência
pra televisão
Eu não sou audiência
para a solidão
Eu sou de ninguém
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo me quer bem
Eu sou de ninguém
Eu sou de todo mundo
E todo mundo é meu também

Tô te querendo como ninguém
Tô te querendo como Deus quiser
Tô te querendo como eu te quero
Tô te querendo como se quer

in the air...

- Que?
- Elas casaram num balão?
- Quem mora num balão?
- Ela engravidou num balão?

HAuHAuhUAhUHAuHAu....MUITO BOM!
Suuuuuuuuper positivo!

Dias confusos, cansativos, loucos, engraçados, maravilhosos!!!!!

Compass

É tudo que eu preciso!!!!!!

next...

"You're worried about the future, but don't stress. Get excited about the undiscovered possibilities!"

YEAHHHHHHH, BABY!!!!!

Wear sunscreen

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth.
Oh, never mind.
You will not understand the power
and beauty of your youth until they've faded.
But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of
yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much
possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future.
Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as
trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things
that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that
blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts.
Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy.
Sometimes you're ahead,
sometimes you're behind.
The race is long and, in the end,
it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive.
Forget the insults.
If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters.
Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know
what you want to do with your life.
The most interesting people I know didn't know at
22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some
of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees.
You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't.
Maybe you'll divorce at 40,
maybe you'll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary.
Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself
too much, or berate yourself either.
Your choices are half chance.
So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body.
Use it every way you can.
Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it.
It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance,
even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions,
even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines.
They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents.
You never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings.
They're your best link to your past and the people
most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,
but with a precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle,
because the older you get, the more you need the
people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it
makes you hard. Live in Northern California
once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths:
Prices will rise.
Politicians will philander.
You, too, will get old.
And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you
were young, prices were reasonable, politicians
were noble, and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you.
Maybe you have a trust fund.
Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse.
But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the
time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy,
but be patient with those who supply it.
Advice is a form of nostalgia.
Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal,
wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts
and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Mary Schmich

Ilha

Pq nessa ilha todo mundo é feliz...lá todo mundo sente todas as coisas lindas.
Ali a gente não precisa se preocupar com nada, além de manter a chama da fogueira acesa.
Lá o céu está sempre estrelado e o dia amanhece com o Sol laranja mais lindo.
Quando está muito quente, pingos de chuva fina caem pra refrescar...e todos dançam.
Quando está muito frio, todo mundo se reúne e se enche de calor humano.
Ali todos esqueceram da maldade e só se lembram de sorrir.
Lá tem algodão doce, como a nuvem, mas de todas as cores.
Tem também os sonhos mais lindos, cheios de inocência.
Nessa ilha tem o maior de todos os sentimentos, o amor.

Eu já estive lá...e não vejo a hora de voltar.