My Tuesday Turned Upside Down

Yup, remember my last 'happy-go-lucky' post? Well, that all ended Tuesday night and came crashing down last night. I think I'm back at square one. Hang in there, this might be a long post.

Tuesday night....Duncan came over and we ran. We were talking and out of the blue he says he thinks he's going to ask this girl out. I didn't know what to say, I know I had a hard time getting the word what out of my mouth. See what I mean by, "I don't know where we stand?" because I certainly didn't see this coming. I don't know if he said it as a way to test me or what, but I played it off pretty well. He said that he didn't have a clue as to where to take her on a date, and he didn't even know if she was single. Then, the conversation ended. I was thinking about it, which fuled my desire to run even more. On the next lap around the block, I said "Just take her somewhere nice to dinner?" He was caught off guard, he said "Where did that come from?" I said, "Well, you asked me a question and I never got to answer it." That was the end of the conversation, she hasn't been mentioned again. We went to the birthday party on Tuesday night that was totally lame, everything at Pam and Corey's house is.

Wednesday night I had school, but apparently I got some sort of viral infection. It started in the morning with a sore throat, and by 3 pm every bone in my body hurt so bad, I could barely stand it. I went to school for an hour and my mom rode along so she could drive me home. I hurt so bad that I cried with every step I took as I walked to the car. I ended up staying at her house on Wednesday night with a 101 fever and staying awake 1/2 the night. Michael called me three times to check on me (rare), but I never heard from Duncan. I tried calling his house around 7:30, but nobody answered.

Last night was different. I didn't go to work on Thursday, I slept my sickness away the entire day, except for leaving the house for a Doctors appointment and a Weight watchers meeting. Duncan was here when I got home from Weight Watchers (lost .6). As he was ringing the door bell, Michael was calling my cell phone. Michael said he wanted to come see me later, so that was the plan. I told him to call me when he got home from work and I would just come get him. Duncan and I went to eat dinner, then ran to Wal-Mart for some stuff. He acted normal. As we were pulling out of Wal-Mart parking lot, we passed Michael. It was over. By the look on my face, Duncan knew something was up. He asked me if I was planning on seeing Michael later, and I answered truthfully. We didn't talk most of the way home, and he left an hour before he normally does. I ended up going and getting Michael anyway. I'm glad I did, I didn't feel much better last night and he ended up playing nurse most of the night. I can't seem to shake this fever.

Today, while I was at work- Duncan calls and asks me to come by his house after work. I didn't know what to think, but I agreed. We ended up going to the drive-in to watch Happy Feet. (Awesome Movie!!!!) The only time we talked about Michael was when I mentioned that he left his cell phone (only line of communication) here last night. He got quiet after that, so I took that as my hint to shut up. We had a great night, and when I was leaving his house tonight, he told me he would see me tomorrow.

I hate being confused. I wish he would just tell me how he feel. I hate head games, and I hate tip toeing around the truth!!!!!

I don't have any big plans for the rest of the weekend. I'm going to get some sleep, do a little Statistics homework, and play cards with some friends tomorrow night- other then that...nothing.

I don't know how I'm going to get Michael his cell phone, but I'm not to worried about it. I like having control. :)

I know I might sounds crazy with all this Micahel/Duncan crap, but until you're in my shoes- you'll never know.

Hope y'all have a great weekend!
Ashley