BSB 15/1/1986 Wednesday
Another tedious day. I hope the holidays go quickly. At least during school I barely have time to write here. Now I have so much time I have no energy to write. I went to the stationary shop with Vivi but I left my key there. Except stupid me couldn’t go back to pick it up because I had stolen some nice letter paper and I was worried about going back.
Viviene, who has a big mouth, said that Binho injects heroin. I don’t believe her, but she said Pedro told her. We decided that next time we see Binho we check his arms out, discreetly. How awful. Reading it in a book I can cope with, but seeing it close, it’s horrific. I think I’m living in a fantasy world, in which there are only boys and school. Poverty and misery seem so far away. I feel so sad for my country, the lies from the Nova Republica, the exploitation of working people. Such a strong country yet so stupid. And Rede Globo feeding us lies. By the way, it was a year ago when Tancredo was elected. I miss that lovely old man.