RJ 25/10/1988 Tuesday
I was telling the family I missed my mum and that I was worried when the phone rang. It was her! I nearly cried. I never said, Henrique wrote to me last week. He hadn’t contacted me since I moved and he wasn’t in Brasilia when I was there, and suddenly, he writes… How nice!
I’m not doing well. I think my future romance with Vinicius isn’t going to happen. Since yesterday he no longer looks at me. Ah, never mind, I won’t worry, I won’t flirt with anyone. I’m going to study and if someone turns up, great, but I’m not looking anymore. Why is everything so difficult? I must be very ugly.