Well, I have a urinary tract infection. Nothing like the guy in The Green Mile, but I'm in pain.
I think I'm going to survive.
Matt and I had a great weekend, hanging out and eating McDonalds, and just being silly for most of the weekend. We went to a movie, which was nice, and we watched The Iron Giant, which was amazing. Especially since Ted Hughes wrote the story after Sylvia Plath died for her kids.
But things have been pretty good, despite the bladder infection, despite the bad reaction of my parents, despite the lack of things to do at work. I plan on going to Matt's tomorrow (wednesday) night and sleep (no action, not with this nasty burning) and sleep in on Thursday. Then we're supposed to go shopping to buy some things for his new apartment, which he's letting me help decorate. I should be laughing maniacally about that but I have to pee again.
Last Sunday, Matt and I went to my cousin's for dinner and that went well enough. My cousin doesn't seem freaked out, and he says he told his mother to mind her own business, and my aunt and uncle haven't called me since then. I don't know how this is going to work out. I think I might be the blameless one and everyone think that Matt is a dirty boy who's taking advantage of me. But I don't think that. He's a love sick puppy, but I don't mind that. I actually think it's kind of adorable. Despite that he feels like he needs to tell me everything, and despite that he wants to be reassured. I really don't mind reassuring him. Especially not after we've had to spend time pretending nothing's really going on because of all the nasty possibilities for upsetting people.
I spent a great day with Matt Thursday. We went shopping for his apartment, and he let me influence his choice of shower curtain. He decided he wanted a transparent one, and I found one that is transparent and has fish on it. We also bought utensils and kitchen things so he can actually eat at some point.
Unfortunately, I have to work Saturday morning, early, which means staying at his place isn't going to be super-convenient, but he might just come with me to the boring meeting. I don't know. I guess we'll have to see.
He and I have been doing a lot of culture-shock related things - going to restaurants specific to the area, eating things that I wouldn't get at home, looking for Jesus candles in the dollar store... It's actually been great. Being with him makes me happy. I can't believe there are only four more weeks until I leave. I want some parts to be over... I kind of look forward to going back to school, especially since I already have an idea what I'm going to do for my honours project, but I don't want to leave here. Or more specifically, I don't want to leave Matt.
Sigh.
But I can pee without passing out now. That's an excellent development. I think I just passed into the realm of way too much information.
Oops.
But that's what journals are supposed to be about, right? I suppose I could go into detail about Matt and I's sex life, but I think I'll keep those details for my memory. Unless someone wants to pay.
© lily keller 2001
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