I’m officially on my week off uni. Oh thankyou. 
Last night I went to a charity dinner with Dad and Melinda. It was actually really nice to just spend some time with them. When I first met Melinda I was very wary, but as I got to know her and she started living with us I’ve grown to really like her. I feel like she is apart of the family now, not my Mum, goodness no, but I’m so comfortable around her. I reckon Dad is going to marry her. And I wouldn’t mind, not at all.
Not much is happening at the moment with Taj and I. We had a talk and sorted things out, so everything is all good between us, but you know how sometimes even after you sort stuff out, you know there is still something not right? That’s what it’s like.
Yeah, still haven’t spoken to/seen Taj. After thinking about it constantly yesterday and last night and this morning, I get where he’s coming from. However, I can’t stop myself from thinking: what if it was the other way around? If Emma had cheated on Jack and I knew? Would I have told Taj? Yes, yes I would have, because he is my boyfriend, my best friend and I trust him. Then another thought came into my head: if he had’ve told me, would I have told Emma before Jack had? Probably. So, now that I’ve slept on it and it has filled my head for a good 24-hours, I have made a conclusion.
I shouldn’t be angry at Taj: he did exactly what he had to. Really, in the end, he was kind of protecting me. I feel terrible about walking away from him at the beach. This last week must have been horrible for him, to keep such a secret from me, from Emma.
Jack has been constantly calling Emma and sending her texts and even arriving at her house saying he’s sorry. And you know what, I believe him. I think he’s a decent guy who made a mistake, a very big mistake. I feel sorry for him. I think Emma is now at the stage where she’s acting like she doesn’t give a shit, when deep down I know she’s hurting every time he makes contact with her.
Oh yes, and I’m making a trip to The Body Shop today. Phaedra has inspired me to create some ‘me time’, and what better way to do it than a relaxing pamper night in.
Caught up with Taj down at the beach this morning. Turns out he knew that Jack had cheated on Emma and hadn’t even told me, nor Em. Ah, I don’t know hey. I am pretty angry at him right now, and I’m pretty sure he knows it.
I mean, I can see where he’s coming from, Jack being his mate and all. Ahh, I just feel so bloody pee’d off! I don’t want to see and I don’t want to talk to him. I don’t know what’s going to happen…
Funny how things can turn with the drop of a pin.
Filed under: Bad News, Boy Stuff, Drama, Good News, Love/Relationships, University
Okay, so the wrap up on yesterday. So after lunch with the girls, I went and saw my lecturer about the test. I had figured out a little speech in my head about how I could persuade him to let me re-sit my test and had already accepted the fact that I’d failed miserably. All good. So, you can imagine my shock when he handed me the test paper and said “Congratulations Kate, great work”. I looked down at the mark and read ‘62%’, which really isn’t great. Turns out, however, that I got the second highest mark in the whole class. Apparently the majority of people failed, which I have recently found out. Crazy.
I was glad that I left uni feeling rather happy, because once I arrived at Emma’s, the mood totally swung in the other direction. Emma was all blotchy-eyed, and not her usual highly energetic and cheery self. The rumours were true, her and Jack had split. I really never thought they would ever break up hey. I guess you get so used to the idea of two people being together that you forget what it was like when they weren’t. I think Em realised that too. It’s been over a year since they have been together, and before that they used to constantly hook-up and date.
He had gone over to her house the night before and confessed that he’d been with other girl about a week ago. He went through that usual “I was drunk… I didn’t know what I was doing” bullshit. The rest is history. So Em and I ended up holding each other on her bedroom floor for a couple of hours before she could finally find the strength to move.
When I finally got home later that night, I actually cried. Half of the reason I think was for Emma. And the other half for myself. I realised that I had lost a friend also. After New Zealand, I felt like Jack and I had created a strong bond, that I had finally gotten to know my best friend’s boyfriend. But he wasn’t just my best friend’s boyfriend, he was also my friend. Poor Emma.
Yesterday was the first day in agesss that I haven’t seen Taj. He called last night to see if I was still awake and if he could come around, but in all honesty, I just wanted to be alone, to gather my thoughts. I’ll see him tonight sometime I think, then we can get both sides of the story (Jack is one of Taj’s old mates).
I have a feeling this is going to be a full-on week…
OMG! I changed my page theme. Haha. I’m not overly happy with the image (it’s pretty bad quality – I took it last week), so I’ll probably change that sooner or later. But yes. Cool.
I’m at uni at the moment, just bumming around in one of the student lounges during my THREE HOUR break. I was going to go home but I can’t be bothered driving all the way there and then back again and then back home. Too much of a hassle, and I don’t think I have enough petrol. Gah!
I’m going to go meet up with Chanel and Sasha in a bit for coffee and lunch at one of our campus cafes. I only have a few lectures with these girls now, so I hardly see them. Apparently they finish a tutorial at 1pm, so I’ll meet up with them soon. And then after that I’m going to go see my lecturer about that test I did the other day. Hopefully he will let me make it up or re-sit another test or somethinggg.
OH! And you will never guess what! Apparently Emma and Jack have broken up. Like WTF? I just heard it through the grapevine, so I’ll go see her after lunch (I’m planning on skipping my last lecture). Well, I hope she’s okay, but I will let you guys know what’s gone down sooooon.
Ciao 
