I love Lithuania

Yesterday I was really fed up with this fucking old Portuguese people that I just can’t understand. Why can’t they speak clearly? An old woman called me “stupid” ‘cause I asked her to repeat the same thing three times. It’s-not-my-fault!!!

Last night I decided I’m no longer Brazilian. I’m Lithuanian. If I can’t understand them, they also won’t understand me. Since then, I speak English all the time (except at work). And it’s been working very well, especially with the oldies.

UPDATE: LOOOL! Tomorrow, I'll practice being a French!