BSB 17/1/1986 Friday
Read more: BSB 17/1/1986 FridayBSB 17/1/1986 Friday My mum became close friends with a man called Jorge. He’s Argentinian and I think he’s here illegally. He was tortured in Argentina, he was in some concentration camp for three years and had plastic surgery when he left so he wouldn’t be recognised. At first my mum (she’s so paranoid) thought…
BSB 16/1/1986 Thursday
Read more: BSB 16/1/1986 ThursdayBSB 16/1/1986 Thursday Lara called me at lunch and invited me over to hers, my mum gave me a lift there, it was raining. Lara and Celia had done the test at Leonardo Da Vinci. Orlando is going to Sigma on his own and there are no places left in Setor Oeste. Lara’s family is…
BSB 15/1/1986 Wednesday
Read more: BSB 15/1/1986 WednesdayBSB 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…
BSB 14/1/1986 Tuesday
Read more: BSB 14/1/1986 TuesdayBSB 14/1/1986 Tuesday Today is Beu’s birthday, shame the card won’t get there on time. I wrote to Renata in Goiania and Cinara. He’s probably celebrating his birthday in style and dancing with someone. If only I was there, we’d be together… It seems Renata and Alexandra are not going to Vila Velha, they are…
BSB 13/1/1986 Monday
Read more: BSB 13/1/1986 MondayBSB 13/1/1986 Monday Today I only went out for a bit in the afternoon. I got up early at 8:30 and went to the shop alone to buy a card for Beu. It’s been so long since I went out on my own. I wrote on the card, posted it, then read some magazines. I…