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Mário Quintana

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 an








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eu estou uma bola!!!

:: Cavewoman teve uma epifania as 4:15 PM [.:.] ::
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Hahaha.. olhando uns mails velhos eu vi uma musiquinha q fizeram pra mim.. hahaha eu dorei!!!
"The big black Nilde was walking on the street...
The big black Nilde was walking on the street...
The big...
The big...

The big...
The big black Nilde was walking on the street..."

hahahaha.. e o galo ganhou!!

:: Nilde teve uma epifania as 1:16 AM [.:.] ::
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eu to ficando branca!! nao bastasse as misteriosas sardas no nariz eu agora dei para descascar!!!!!! AAAAAARGH!!!!

:: Cavewoman teve uma epifania as 6:12 PM [.:.] ::
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ou, the sims eh muito bacaninha, neh? soh que tem horas que enjoa.
trabalhando...trabalhando...trabalhando... sera que isso ainda acaba algum dia??
eu queria ser dona de casa: cozinhar, fazer coisas bacaninhas para a casa, ter filhotes... esse negocio de trabalhar nao eh para mim nao. acho que nunca serei boa em nenhum emprego porque descobri que nao gosto de fazer nada. nao gostava de estudar, entao porque vou gostar de trabalhar?
aqui, alguem ja passou pela situacao de uma vaca ficar dando em cima do seu homem na sua frente??

:: Cavewoman teve uma epifania as 6:11 PM [.:.] ::
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Nossa.. esses dias têm sido meio parados.. fui meio q esquecida.. mas tudo bem.. posso fazer uma sugest?o? acho que posso.. Uma banda.. Evanescence... muito boa a tal da banda.. eu fui procurar por ela soh por causa da trilha sonora do Daredevil.. acho que eh o demolidor em português...O filme mesmo n?o eh muito bom.. mas nossa.. o Ben Afleck.. cego ou n?o.. q q eh aquilo.. ai ai.. mas eh isso.. a trilha sonora eh muito boa e essa banda tb...
Meu pai tah lah em Alcobaça e eu aqui jogando The sims.. tem alguma coisa errada com essa hist?ria.. :oP

:: Nilde teve uma epifania as 1:32 AM [.:.] ::
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Capricorn
Stop holding your feelings inside. If you feel like shouting your sweetie's name from the rooftops or singing your favorite relative a song in the middle of the street, by all means do so. There aren't as many people looking at you as you think there are, and even if you draw a small crowd, so what? This is your moment to do whatever you want to do without worrying about all of the potential consequences for a change.

Joia... Eu jah tava pirdida mesmo...

:: Nilde teve uma epifania as 4:38 PM [.:.] ::
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Eu tô meio muito sem paciência ultimamente.. Ali?s, desculpa aos que nada tiveram a ver com isso.. na verdade, eu tô de TPM.. acho q eh isso.. ent?o, relevem..
Eu tô morrendo de c?lica agora por sinal.. mas q q eu posso fazer..
Aaaai.. hj eh domigo..
Rrumei meu quarto.. pelo menos começei.. arrumei meu arm?rio e alguns papéis.. tirei algumas toneladas de lixo.. e meu primo trouxe umas fotenhas minhas q ainda n?o tinha revelado de london.. deu até saudade.. hehe
Vou indo q a minha situaç?o n?o eh boa n?o..
E Cave, eu tô fazendo terapia sim.. se tah ajudando ou piorando eu ainda n?o sei.. hehehe

:: Nilde teve uma epifania as 12:01 AM [.:.] ::
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