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    Qual a vossa resposta?

    Ouvi esta pergunta no rádio e pensei que poderia ser um tópico engraçado aqui para o forum.
    A pergunta é a seguinte:
    Conseguiriam resumir a vossa vide em Seis palavras apenas?

    #2
    eu quero é por... à bruta!!!



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      #3
      Uma bela m3rda sem jeito nenhum

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        #4
        Tanta coisa para depois eu morrer

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          #5
          comer, sexo, beber, sexo, dormir, sexo

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            #6
            Com esta é que não contava.


            Já está.


            Agora a sério:


            Hoje sempre melhor do que ontem. (a imaginação a esta hora já não dá muito...)

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              #7
              impossível. seis palavras é muito limitado.

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                #8
                Até ao fim falta o resto.

                Cumprimentos

                Edit: Ou melhor: Tanto já vivido, tanto por viver.

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                  #9
                  Mulheres, mulheres, mulheres, mulheres, mulheres, mulheres.

                  Ah, rais'parta, ainda queria por os carros, o futebol, a bebida e os amigos, mas já não deu espaço. 6 palavras é muito pouco, nestes jogos é sempre a mesma coisa...

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                    #10
                    Agora levando a coisa mais a sério:

                    A soma dos simples bons momentos.

                    É isso que tem sido a minha vida e é desse modo que vai continuar a ser. Sem grandes sonhos ou projectos. Aproveitando simplesmente cada dia e não pensando que "depois de fazer isto ou aquilo é que vou começar a ser feliz". Não, nem pensar. Ser feliz é sê-lo já hoje, aqui e agora.

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                      #11
                      foi tão boa que quero voltar.

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                        #12
                        Amanhã faço isso, agora tou cansado.....

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                          #13
                          afinal vai ser dificil dizer adeus

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                            #14
                            Não se aprende nada neste tópico..
                            (nada de mal com quem o criou )
                            Editado pela última vez por nunomplopes; 18 March 2008, 05:27.

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                              #15
                              Originalmente Colocado por nathaniel Ver Post
                              impossível. seis palavras é muito limitado.
                              Ouvi a noticia há dois ou três dias na rádio também, parece que tem sido um tremendo sucesso.

                              Ficam os ecos da iniciativa e o link ...

                              A life in six words? Fantastic


                              Last Updated: 12:01am GMT 06/02/2008


                              How would you describe your life in six words, asks Sam Leith
                              Have Your say: Write your life in six words
                              'For sale: baby shoes. Never worn." To remark on the spareness of Ernest Hemingway's prose style has become a sixth-form commonplace; but never was that style so spare as in this nugget, written to win a ten-dollar bet that he couldn't write a short story in just six words.

                              Inspired by Hemingway's example, the online literary magazine Smith (www.smithmag.net) invited its readers to submit their own six-word memoirs. The combination of brevity and self-advertisement proved irresistible, and the website has already received more than 11,000 responses.
                              A collection of the best - including micro-memoirs from some well-known writers - is now to be published in book form as Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous & Obscure (HarperCollins US, $12).
                              Competitions of this sort always seem to prove fantastically popular. What is it about them that so appeals to us? The old New Statesman writing competitions have passed into legend, and the late James Michie - as the erudite quizmaster Jaspistos - could legitimately claim to have carried on their tradition in the Spectator.
                              When The Daily Telegraph, some years ago, ran competitions for "mini-sagas" - a story of exactly 50 words; a positive narrative gusher when set beside Hemingway's strictures - the response was enough to fill two bestselling anthologies.
                              A devoted constituency still enters Literary Review's poetry competition (for poems that rhyme, scan and make sense) every month.
                              The fact is, writing to a formal brief - be it a double sestina or a couplet for a gravestone - is always, always fun.
                              Writing about yourself is especially fun. And writing a six-word memoir, as well as being a fabulously appealing exercise both for writers and for readers - Smith describes it as "the most literary toilet reading you'll ever find" - is a real challenge.
                              Short form - from the serenest of haikus to the silliest limerick - offers the opportunity for incredible inventiveness and economy of effect.
                              The oft-noted distinguishing feature of poetry - that it flourishes in the white spaces between the words - is also a characteristic of prose, as Hemingway (and descendants as diverse as Cormac McCarthy and Raymond Chandler) attest.
                              Look at Hemingway's own example, above. Most people read it as being poignant: a hard-up family lost a baby during pregnancy or during childbirth. "Never worn", obviously, supplies most of the punch - but "for sale" also retrospectively colours the inferences the reader makes about the situation.
                              Yet you could, equally, for the sake of argument, read it as an instance of the black-comic grotesque: a child is born without lower limbs; its thrifty parents place a classifieds ad thinking, "waste not want not".
                              More plausibly, it could simply describe the disposal of an unwanted Christmas present (though, interestingly, the very context of Hemingway's bet - the framing story leading us to expect a "short story" - all but rules this out).
                              The material that's not there is what allows the image to expand into a story: the six words, as it were, no more than tent-poles sustaining an architecture of meaning supplied by the reader.
                              Writing something this brief, therefore, though it can be the glorious occasion for a cheap laugh, also offers the chance for real artistry. Haiku isn't for kids.
                              There's some question, incidentally, over the authorship of what's often described as the shortest poem in the English language - "Adam/Had 'em".
                              It's frequently attributed to the late American wit Ogden Nash, though The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations plays safe and ascribes it to "Anon". (Its title, it seems, is either "Fleas" or "On the Antiquity of Microbes".)
                              Anyway, Muhammad Ali, so the story goes, was once told that this was the shortest poem in the language and invited to better its brevity. I remember seeing Seamus Heaney chortle with delighted approval as he told this story, and mimed Ali's very characteristic offering: "Me? Wheeee!"
                              Which brings us neatly back to the brief. "Me? Wheeee!" - elaborate, in no more than six words.
                              Some lives in six words
                              Chainsmoking Scot, made living from death
                              Andrew McKie, Telegraph obituaries editor
                              Five novels; two kids; insufficient sex
                              Louise Doughty, novelist
                              Everyone who loved me is dead
                              Ellen Fanning
                              Fifteen years since last professional haircut
                              Dave Eggers, novelist
                              I like big butts; can't lie
                              Dave Russ
                              They attacked, we survived; let's eat
                              Charles Hollander
                              Can that really be the time?
                              Alex Clark, deputy editor, Granta
                              We're bound to meet again soon
                              Christopher Howse, Sacred Mysteries columnist
                              Bad brakes discovered at high speed
                              Johan Baumeister
                              Foetus, son, brother, husband, father, vegetable
                              Dick Hadfield
                              Liars! Hysterectomy didn't improve sex life
                              Joan Rivers, comedienne
                              I am trying, in every regard
                              Lionel Shriver, novelist
                              Fancied self as haiku. Was clerihew
                              Sam Leith, Telegraph literary editor
                              Still breathing, too early to tell
                              Simon Heffer, Telegraph columnist
                              Bad reputation, such a good girl
                              Erin Oldroyd
                              I still make coffee for two
                              Zak Nelson
                              Fourteen years old; story still untold
                              David Gidwani
                              Wasn't born a redhead; fixed that
                              Andie Grace
                              Kissed the boys, made them cry
                              Bryony Gordon, Telegraph columnist
                              Scored way too many own goals
                              Jim White, Telegraph writer

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                              Smith Magazine

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                                #16
                                Vida, dois dias, um já passou !

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                                  #17
                                  Acordar, Banho, Trabalhar, Comer, Sexo, Durmir!

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                                    #18
                                    Realiza e vive os teus sonhos

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                                      #19
                                      Originalmente Colocado por nathaniel Ver Post
                                      impossível. seis palavras é muito limitado.

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                                        #20
                                        Originalmente Colocado por dvx Ver Post
                                        Tanta coisa para depois eu morrer
                                        Também tenho andado a pensar assim... E é mesmo verdade...

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                                          #21
                                          Só a lapide com meu nome chorará, caixão rejubilará porque serei só pó.
                                          Editado pela última vez por kushinadaime; 18 March 2008, 10:43.

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                                            #22
                                            Originalmente Colocado por kushinadaime Ver Post
                                            Só a lapide com meu nome chorará, caixão rejubilará porque serei só pó.
                                            Fiquei deprimida logo pela manhã, bolas!

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                                              #23
                                              Eu complico demasiado a minha vida.

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                                                #24
                                                Estou á espera do Euromilhões e nada...

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                                                  #25
                                                  Riso e sexo, quero morrer disso!

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                                                    #26
                                                    nunca aprendi a contar

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                                                      #27
                                                      É apenas o começo do fim!

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                                                        #28
                                                        Lutar sempre para a victória alcançar!!!

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                                                          #29
                                                          Originalmente Colocado por Marcos Crista Ver Post
                                                          Conseguiriam resumir a vossa vide em Seis palavras apenas?
                                                          Eu não conseguia fazer nada disso

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                                                            #30
                                                            Originalmente Colocado por Mike_121 Ver Post
                                                            Lutar sempre para a victória alcançar!!!
                                                            quem, a Adams?

                                                            (vitória)

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