RJ 24/09/1989 Sunday
Big hangover today! There was a party at Gisele’s (she turned 19 on the 20th). Me, Keyla and Valeria went with Keyla’s friend whose name I can’t remember. Silvana and Barbosa also went. So, me and Valeria sat down and drank 5 caipirinhas and I hadn’t eaten since lunch and only ate a few snacks at Gisele’s… Then we went to Papillon. I was in the car with Barbosa. He looked hilarious with these blue contact lenses. At first I thought he had smoked a spliff, it was only when Silvana told me that I realised why he looked so odd!
We met Deo at the door, and they wouldn’t let the 10 of us in due to lack of ID and it was also very busy. So I still haven’t managed to get in there. We ended up at Zoom, before getting in I drank pinga with Coke with Deo. Then pinga with honey. Zoom is a shithole, the music is boring but at least it wasn’t too busy. Amongst the people in our group there was a guy called Luis, he is bold and gorgeous, I kept staring at him but he took no notice. I drank beer and danced for 2 hours, well, I jumped. I didn’t exercise yesterday so I had lots of energy, as a result I was covered in sweat, my hair was soaking wet. As the music started to improve they decided to leave because “Zoom is boring, only rednecks, sluts and poor people; they only play black people music.” How pedantic and racist! They think they are better and that money is everything. Money is really good when put to good use. I feel such repugnance for the alienation and stupidity of this arrogant middle class that I better stop. Sometimes I feel ill being with people like this. How I miss Luciana!!! Maira has good reasons not to like people from Tijuca. I go out with them, yes, but only so I don’t die of boredom. My friends in Brasilia were a lot less arrogant. Ok, they have their vanities, desires and consumerist philosophies but they are a lot more decent and less prejudiced and classist. Keyla, Valeria and Gisele live on another planet!
I got home at 3:30 and passed out. I woke up at 8:00 starving. I ate a lot and then the hangover took hold. I was feeling sluggish, dizzy, nausea, my head hurt! It was one of the worst hangovers, walking was a penance. I spent two hours like this. Maira told me to drink milk, I did, then I was sick and all my breakfast went down the toilet. Gabriel was mesmerised and he said “She is really vomiting!” I went out to buy the newspaper and felt better. Then I started feeling awful again. My head was going to explode. I ran to the toilet and was sick again, pure alcohol! Then bile, with its horrible taste. DISGUSTING! I’ve never been sick so long after drinking. My body refused to absorb that amount of alcohol, which wasn’t that much… I usually get sick in the space of two hours after the last drink, or not at all, then I have diarrhoea. What a tasteful subject! It’s 14:00 and I’m almost 100% recovered.