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[nathalia]

We just came back from Bia's birthday. Bia is an adorable six-year old, a cute little thing. Casinha, Jul and I sat at a table with Bia's older cousin, Mariana, a friend of ours, and her boyfriend, Rafael, and talked. I looked longingly at the Red Label bottle but I didn't even consider drinking anything because there were too many people who knew my family, and, even worse, my uncles and their wives.

Rafa was telling us a story about Casinha getting very, very drunk in Interlagos when we noticed that our uncle was standing next to our table, listening. He didn't say a word, but it wasn't good timing. At least he didn't hear Jay's famous New Year's Eve story or Casinha telling Rafa about my favourite alcoholic beverage.

In the afternoon, we were driving to Bingha, the tatoo parlor, when Jul opened her purse and found the tickets we had thought to be lost which is why we couldn't take the flight today.

Ca wants to get a tatoo, but today, there was no time because we still had to go to Bia's birthday party, but she has decided she wants another tatoo. As I have said before, I don't want anything etched into my skin permanently, no matter how intriguing it might be to think about it. I got a navel piercing when I was thirteen and I don't regret it, but I know that if I take it out, there won't be any big damage and with a tatoo, it's quite different.

We might meet Fernando, I'm not sure, but Casinha said there is the possibility that he comes over or whatever to talk, he wants to be updated about what happened during Carnaval. He''ll hear about Victor, maybe Cai, probably Jul's story if Casinha decides to tell it.

I'm kind of tired, having been sick since Wednesday. I know the cold will be a lot worse when I arrive in Germany.