Hell is where we live: the thoughts of a Portuguese student

We kill ourselves to study. We sacrifice leisure moments and funny times with our friends to study. For what? In order to see our grades going down. To see them falling two or more values ​​relatively to a grade avarage we strive to keep for three entire years. Now we are ready to kiss our dreams goodbye.

They evaluate us for two hours with the same "dignity" from which our teachers evaluate each one of us for two or three years. Yes, because we all had exams of Geography and Biology, or Portuguese and History, with complicated subjects. We had two weeks to study what we were taught about during those same years.

And, now we can admire all of those who plotted our lives, making us worry about exams and whether we can or not take the degree we want at a decent university. From the gentlemen of IAVE to the ones of the Ministry of Education, also passing by exams' brokers.

And we have to thank them, also, for giving us, from now on, less than a week to study for the second phase of the exams. Right after this, I will ask someone to put me in a mental hospital.

Besides everything, we continue to fight for a better world.

«They tried to cut my wings. I just flew away.»