BSB 01/03/1987 Sunday
It’s carnival… Man, what a fucked up headache I have right now! I feel like vomiting. I’m grounded because I had an argument with my mum and I can’t go out to see the parade (Pacotão) the only nice thing about this stupid, expensive carnival in Brasilia.
Yesterday afternoon, in our tedium carnivalis, Renata and I went to Junior’s flat (H block) and I sniffed lots of loló (chloroform). Later we went to Gilberto, in the afternoon, to have some ice cream, which made me feel sick. Ah I had my first guitar lesson yesterday. In the evening me and Renata went to Junior’s house and I sniffed more loló, this time with Benzine! I think I wanted to die… What a stupid thing to do! I’d have a sniff, sleep for a bit, wake up feeling really lethargic. I think I wanted to see why Fabiane died. Now I feel awful, I vomited twice. My mum can’t even know I’ve been sniffing. I think she found an excuse to ground me so I’d stay at home and out of trouble. I’m accepting it because I’m feeling ill and wouldn’t be able to go out anyway!