RJ 25/06/1989 Sunday
Ana called me late afternoon, inviting me out with her, Mauro and somebody else. I didn’t know who the somebody else was going to be yet, I called Gustavo (he was in Botafogo) but he said he had been invited to a party in Leblon, but would call me soon, to let me
know. Meanwhile, Antonio called me, saying he wanted to be the ‘somebody’, I asked him to call Ana and told her I had invited Gustavo. Then it was a bit of an awkward situation until Gustavo called to say he wasn’t coming as he’d already arranged to go to the party. Fine, dilemma solved, but Antonio was upset. They came to pick me up at 21:30 and Ana said she’d seen Gustavo in Grajau and that he was probably going to the party at Fesobra (everyone in Vila Isabel and Grajau was going there). My blood boiled! What a liar. We went to Fesobra, and it was packed. I bumped into Wagner, so cute! I drank mulled wine and we were there for an hour or so. Ana, Mauro and Antonio knew EVERYONE. I’m glad I didn’t see Gustavo, I was ready to smash his face. They decided to leave, I wanted to stay, but I went with them. We bought a bottle of coconut mix and came to my place. I was really drunk. We played cards, Antonio kept saying I like Gustavo. He was 3x more drunk than me and he just talked bullshit. I called Rodrigo in Uberlandia at 1:30 in the morning and he was all happy to hear from me! Antonio got angry, but he kept his word and didn’t try anything with me, but he kept bickering with me. I was very very drunk. Everyone left around 3am and I passed out until 9 in the morning, when Claudio called, waking me up.
Now I have a headache and acid indigestion! I’m disappointed with Gustavo, why did he lie? Just to be with the other one? Why lie? I feel like I’m being cooked in lukewarm water, in bain-marie. He doesn’t deserve me liking him this much. I hope he keeps being an arsehole, as I’ll get over him faster.