You can understand what's going to happen now. After last week's video, people went crazy. They want Caios, in their lifes.
Which is easy, if you know how to pick. To make this choice easier, I decided to speak about . .
. the sieve theory. It is a wonderful theory, that a friend of mine told me about.
Mariana. Mariana is the queen of the sieve. She has great knowledge about many issues.
I'm gonna tell it to you now, because this is a theory that's got to be told, you know? Every person in the world has their own sieve. I have my sieve, you have your sieve, he has his sieve, she has her sieve.
. . In this sieve of yours, there's your requirements for the person you want by your side.
All the time, we keep throwing people inside this sieve. Throw people, throw people. .
. Some stay, and some go away. Look: A bunch of them went away.
The problem is: sometimes we know that the boy doesn't go with us. But, even so, we NEED THAT BOY. Because.
. . I don't know why.
Because we like to suffer. You throw it again, it falls through. You hrow it again, it falls through.
Throw it again. . .
Although you really want this person to have something to do with you, sometimes they don't. But, look at this: a little one has stayed. This is the one that you like.
He's got everything to do with you. This one here does you good. This one.
This is the one you've gotta want in your sieve. Not these ones. Who you insist to throw in the sieve but they fall through every time.
Because they've got nothing to do with you. Leave these people. Did I explained it right?
I'm not sure. I'm gonna create an imaginary girl and an imaginary boy. No, we've gotta be inclusive.
So, I'm gonna create an imaginary person and another imaginary person. And these people. .
. no. I'm gonna create three imaginary people.
Ah! I was all wrong. I should've scripted this, people.
You can't just sit and start talking. I never learn, I never learn. Three people.
The first imaginary person is the owner of this sieve. This person is gonna be named Lifs-Lifs. Lifs-Lifs is a person that doesn't like to play games.
There's this other person, who Lifs-Lifs met one day, at night. And we're gonna name this person. .
. . .
. Lufs-Lufs. This handful of sugar is Lufs-Lufs.
Lufs-Lufs is a person that likes to play games. They exchanged phone numbers and then, Lufs-Lufs could only call after three days. Because.
. . that's the rule, of the game.
They could only go out together in the next weekend. Because in the next day would be too desperate. Lifs-Lifs doesn't like that.
Lifs Lifs doesn't want anything to do with these games. But Lifs-Lifs liked Lufs Lufs. And Lifs-Lifs thought Lufs-Lufs would be a good match for Lifs-Lifs.
Then, Lifs wants to go to the theater, Lufs-Lufs doesn't want to. Lufs-Lufs wants to go to hilly places. And Lifs-Lifs doesn't like hilly places.
Lifs-Lifs likes going to the beach and taking long walks. Lifs-Lifs wants to call Lufs-Lufs at 5 A. M.
and talk about crazy stuff but Lufs-Lufs thinks it's too needy. Lufs-Lufs is not right for Lifs-Lifs. How do we know this?
Lufs-Lufs. Lifs-Lifs' sieve. Lifs-Lifs starts to change in order to try and fit in Lufs-Lufs' sieve.
Because Lufs-Lufs also has a sieve. And Lifs-Lifs doesn't stay in Lufs-Lufs' sieve, either. She falls through.
After Lifs-Lifs and Lufs-Lufs tried and failed to be in a relationship, because neither stayed in the other's sieve. Lifs-Lifs meets Jorge. He doesn't like to play games.
Neither does Lifs-Lifs. They exchange phone numbers, and not even a minute later he calls her, asks her out. "She", look at me assigning genders, Júlia.
For God's sake. What happens when we put Jorge in Lifs-Lifs' sieve? He stays.
Can it be more clear? No, it doesn't. It's all a matter of sieve.
You've gotta know your sieve. You've gotta know exactly what's in every one of these. Because these things are going to define who goes and who stays.
Jorge stayed in Lifs-Lifs' sieve. Lufs-Lufs didn't. And they even had similar names.
If the person doesn't have anything to do with you, let them go. We're already 7 billions. Somewhere in the middle there's gotta be at least one that stays.
Let's have faith. Suscribe. And here's Jorge.
Damn Jorge, no falling.
