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BSB 29/08/1986 Friday I’m in the middle of a History class. It’s 9:20am. The teacher is saying something for us to write down but I don’t feel like writing it down. I don’t know what’s going on. ‘Tenho andado distraida, impaciente e indecisa’ as Renato Russo likes to sing. I can’t concentrate on anything, I … Read more

BSB 26/08/1986 Tuesday – Loló drama Yesterday, after dance class, Ana and I went searching for chloroform to make loló. We went from chemist to chemist and nothing. Until a guy on 109 told us it was now illegal to sell it, but there was one chemist on 512, where you could still buy some. … Read more

BSB 27/08/1986 Wednesday After I wrote yesterday our team reformed. Godoi did it, he got everyone together. Renata told me today that a similar thing happened with her team. I did my English test this afternoon then I went back to school, it rained hard and I got soaked. Now here I am with nothing … Read more

BSB 24/08/1986 Sunday – Very drunk… I received my first pen pal letter yesterday. His name is Jorge and he’s from Lima, Peru. He’s 16 years old. After the tests Sergio, DaMala, Vinicius, Kitty and I went to W3 North. One of the tasks for the gincana is to promote it. Each team has to … Read more