tardia ou pontual ?

nunca é tarde para aproveitar a vida, porém nunca sabemos onde é o fim, então coisas não vividas podem ser oportunidades que não voltam mais.

Apatia

Só acho que em escolas de ensino fundamental e médio, deviam ser ensinadas coisas que sao necessarias para todos os cidadaos, principalmente no colegial, em que na teoria, os jovens sao preparados para se encaixarem na sociedade... O que acontece na verdade, é que sao dadas materias completamente especificas, onde nao exploram os estudantes em seus maiores potenciais e o fazem decorar muitas vezes, materias e teorias completamente opostas ao que sera usado na vida profissional e pessoal, deixando qualquer um desmotivado e com uma pessima impressao sobre a dadiva que é aprender e estudar... Uma verdadeira lastima.

Fresh Prince of Bel Air

Now this is a story, all about how My life got flipped, turned upside-down, And I'd like to take a minute, Just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air In West Philadelphia, born and raised, On the playground where I spent most of my days Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool, And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys,said we were up in no good, Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said 'You're movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!' I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packaged my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss And then she gave me my ticket I put my Walkman on and said 'I Might as well kick it!' First class Yo this is bad Drinkin orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people in Bel-Air livin like? Hmm... this might be alright But wait I hear the prissy, Bushwa and all that Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared For the Prince of Bel-Air! Well I, The plane landed and when I came out There was a dude,looked like a cop, Standin there with my name out I ain't tryin to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with the quickness And like lightening dissappeared I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said 'Fresh' And had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought 'Now, forget it - Yo, home to Bel-Air!' I pulled up to a house about seven or eight, And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home, smell ya later!' Look at my kingdom, I was finally there! To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!