User:Kalkx

Aerospace Engineering Student at Instituto Superior Tecnico, Lisbon, Portugal.

My words: "As many people live and think that they are different, I know that I am "one more" in this world. I know that when I die I will not be remembered… But it is nice… But what is my plus? I have one thing… I think, I know when a thing is bad or good… I never get used to anything because if that happens… I’ll stop to think. I live in a place called Portugal… A place where there is no brains for every one, so the ones who have that use it for get money or take the money out of this place.

Consequences for me: hate, odium, revulsion, disgust, repugnance and at the end I stop, think and quit because I’m only 17 years old, I am another one that have brain, but no money… So I keep in my place like 5% that have brain but are bankrupt. I’m going to tell you how is my country:

40% »» Old People that don’t even can read… The only thing that the know is that their country is called Portugal.. and some times not even that.

30% »» Adult people that don’t have at least nine years of school. Their life is described whit one word: work (at horrible place where there is not a way to get a good income.)

20% »» People receiving about 750-1000 in maximum. They live, they have nice holidays but they don’t do anything decent.

10% »» People that think clearly: 5% control the country with corruption, abusing of worker and much more thing that you have just to imagine. They are very intelligent and use that intelligence in a bad way… The last 5% are the people that could do something to change the bad moment that the country is in. But WHY? Why should I do something to change the country situation if I can go to another country to work? OK… Good bye Portugal, here I go to England, France, Germany, USA, Canada…

So, we have to obey to that 5%."