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Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Finished with Chapter 2
We had a lot of characters in interesting situations. It will be interesting to see who will feel the need to appear on this blog first.
Well, well, well, dinner at Daisy’s was quite an eventful evening. I met a very charming man that night, and no I am not talking about Daisy’s dreadful husband Tom. Oh no, this man is fairly new in town, he comes from the Mid West and lives out on West Egg, right next door to Gatsby’s mansion! He seems marvelously intelligent, and is working in the bond business. He also happens to be Daisy’s cousin! Thankfully, their IQ’s do not seem to be genetic, I could not cope with two Daisy’s.
Nick also seemed to be just as bored as I was listening to Tom rant on and on about how fantastic his “scientific” books are. Gag me! I just simply do not understand it. Why doesn’t Daisy take the problem into her own hands, put her foot down and up and leave, I mean really, it about time women become more independent, who needs men… I mean unless that man is Nick Carraway of course. I just feel so bad for Daisy’s daughter, what a trophy wife in the making… she is going to end up just like Daisy herself. Daisy must have some clue that her nit wit husband Tom is cheating on her with that East Egg want to be Myrtle Wilson, how dull can you get really… poor Daisy.
I sure do hope I get another chance to speak with Nick, he seems like such an interesting man. I want to find the real reason as to why he left the Mid West, and who exactly was he previously engaged to? What idiot would let a man like that go!
Who am I kidding, its not like I have any time for a man anyway, what with my new strict training schedule. The competition just seems to be getting harder and harder. Anyway, is getting pretty late I need to be well rested for my tee time tomorrow!
Talk about an awkward dinner, all you could hear while we were eating was the clanking of knives and forks. I swear Tom and Daisy's relationship is getting worse by the day. Then to make matters worse Tom answers the phone during dinner and it is his mistress on the phone. Daisy acts like everything is fine but we all know the truth. That man is just breaking poor Daisy's heart. The least he could do is find another girl that is pretty, but a girl from the valley of ashes? is that the best he could do? I mean Myrtle, what kind of name is that? I'll tell you what kind, an ugly one. Tom is just a big arrogant jerk, he needs to realize that his time as a football star has passed and that he is never going to amount to anything. He needs to move aside and make room for someone else, like me perhaps...
Besides the fact that Tom and Daisy's marriage is crumbling, i did learn some good information, Nick Carraway. Oh Nick, how i miss him already. He seems like such a great guy, he is Daisy's cousin from the midwest. Nick also lives right next to Gatsby! talk about lucky, he will be right next to the hottest parties of the summer.
I really hope Nick and I can get a relationship going, he seems like such a great guy. Though obviously i will be the one wearing to pants in the relationship because we all know that man can not make any decisions for himself. But thats alright i suppose, as long as he can handle being in a relationship with a pro golfer. Its a difficult thing to do, I mean with me being so famous and all I don't want him to feel like I get all the attention. It's going to be an interesting summer, that for sure.
Spring break is almost over - hope you are complete with chapters 3 & 4. Hope your worksheets are done well and hold all your brilliant thoughts. See you soon!
I would like to make it clear that I do love Tom, but this secretive stuff is just driving me crazy. I’ve heard the rumors about the mistress; I know they’re true I just hate to admit it. We used to be so in love! I couldn’t stand him leaving the room for even a second, I’d get anxious and all I could do was think about when he’d come back. Now when he leaves the room, all I can think about is who he’s on the phone with. He’s clearly cheating, everyone knows it and so do I. The other day when Nick called, I was so happy to hear from him and I was very excited to join him for tea. I hadn’t seen him in so long! But, when I got to his house I knew something was up, and then I saw him. The man whom I haven’t seen in years… Jay Gatsby. I didn’t recognize him at first, but when I realized who I was sitting with I couldn’t hold back the tears, I can’t believe I forgot about this man! He brought Nick and I to his house for a party, and let me tell you… his house is BEAUTIFUL! He has grown not only age but money wise! I can’t wait to see where this relationship will go! Well I must go; wouldn’t want Tom to see what I have done these past few days! Bye guys!
I have been spending more and more time with Nick Carraway, he is such a gentleman! I told him all about Daisy and that Jay Gatsby fellows past relationship. It is so depressing it should have been written in a novel! You could tell by the spark in their eye's how much they loved each other, their eyes shimmered like a brand new box of golf balls! Which reminds me... i need to hit the pro shop and pick up some more practice balls... pink of course!
Boy of boy it sure did take a lot of effort to get Daisy put back together that night she recieved her letter from Gatsby. I sure do wish she would have let me read it! I mean really, what drama do i get to witness at a golf tournament, only the odd ball hitting a fan on the head.
Daisy's relationship with Tom should have ended when that picture of him and that chambermaid made the headlines! Who could stand such a conceited person! I sure do hope I can find a caring man, one that has no resemblance to Tom what-so-ever. Nick Carraway SURE seems to fit those shoes. :)
Recently i have seen a change in Daisy... she seems much happier, i really want to know what happened at that tea with Nick and Jay. It is a wonder Nick did not ask for me to tag along...
Speaking of tea, i was in the Valley of Ashes last weekend for a golf tournament (I won by the way!) I saw Tom and that horrid mistress of his. I believe her name was Mildgridge, or Mary or something like that, truly awful women, I do not think Tom saw me though...
Nick and I have become so close lately he is a great guy to be around. He is a little lost with the drama of Gatsby Daisy. I had to tell him all about it. How they were in love with each other so much but had to separate and daisy marry Tom and now seeing Daisy being so depressed with Tom is so sad. I can't believe that Daisy and Gatsby have met once again looks like there is a spark after all between them. It was so hard trying to pull Daisy back together from her little melt down with Gatsby.
I sure hope I can find a great guy which I do believe is Nick Carraway he can fill all of the parts! I do wonder why I was never invited to tea with Gatsby and Daisy oh well I guess he has his reason for that. I do wonder what happened over there because Daisy has become awfully happy. Well of to practice big tournment coming up.
I had a very interesting trip to New York this week to say the least. It all began with Daisy’s constant nagging and complaining of how I don’t show her I love her; women these days, right? Her nagging was becoming quite stressful to deal with so I decided I needed to get away for a little bit, from Daisy that is, and relieve some stress. So I decided to give my girl Myrtle a call and see what she was up to; to see if she wanted to help me “relieve my stress”. So I decided the next day I would take a train up to see Myrtle and to have her come with me to my New York pad for some fun. Low and behold as I board the train I run into Nick Carraway. So I am like, the hell with it, and invite Nick to join me in the party I am about to experience up in New York with Myrtle. Maybe Nick needs a little fun every now and then since his life isn’t as fun as mine. So we get to New York and I introduce Nick to Myrtle and her sister and the party begins with a little drinking. It all started off good, until Myrtle had enough liquor in her to grow some confidence to talk about Daisy in front of me. The mixture of the strong alcohol and Myrtle’s ignorant rants of Daisy began to give me an extreme headache and I soon had enough of Myrtle. So I gave her what she needed, a punch to the face. That shut her up alright. The trip was quite horrible; I came up here to enjoy myself and just seemed to continue to be nagged at by a woman. Maybe it’s time to find a new side girl?
On a normal afternoon, in which I was riding my prized polo pony around, which cost my exactly one million dollars, I became quenched. Me and my pals had been riding around our majestic horses all day and seemed to acquire a great thirst. So we decide to head home and along the way I ran into my “buddy” Nick, the one I took to the party with Myrtle that ended just oh so well. Nick was visiting that dreaded Gatsby man. There’s something about that man that I just don’t get. I could care less if he just fell off the face of the earth. So we decided that we would invite ourselves into Gatsby’s house for a drink to quench our thirst. Oh and to see his house and to laugh at his such “stupid new money” decor. So after using Gatsby for what we came for, his alcohol, one of my pals jokingly invited Gatsby to dinner, inferring that he would get the joke and decline. But surprisingly Gatsby actually thought we were being genuine! What a fool! Why would I ever associate myself with such a disgrace of a man like him. So we went along with it and invited him to dinner. Then as Gatsby was getting ready to join us and leave for dinner, we dashed away on our horses without him. We were thinking that us leaving him would send him the message that we would never want to eat dinner with him. What an idiot, how dare he think he has the honor of having my presence. See if I ever try to talk to that man again…
Oh my goodness! I wish that Tom would just divorce that woman he calls his wife. It is very apparent that they don’t love each other. I mean, who would love their wife when they could have me instead? I guess I really do not have much room to talk since I am still married to my husband George. Divorcing him would make my life simpler, but sneaking around behind his back is what makes it fun. I think Tom feels that way as well. He was telling me last weekend that he suspects that Daisy is sneaking around behind his back with that Jay Gatsby. He says that they are still married because they have a daughter together, but I think that is just his way of saying that he does not want to give up what he has with Daisy, even though neither one of them is happy. What is the point in being married to someone if you are just going to cheat on them and sneak around behind their back? It cannot be because they do not have the money for a lawyer. They have imported polo ponies for crying out loud! Not to mention maids and butlers! They even have a nurse hired to take care of their daughter. It just does not make any sense what so ever to me. Well, now that I am thinking about it, I might go file for divorce with George. I hope he doesn’t try do anything to sabotage it…
I’m just going to start this out right away with the simple fact that today was very… interesting. It is the hottest day of the year and Tom and I decided to invite Nick, Jay, and Jordan over. It all started out with this simple look I gave Jay, which gave away everything and from there on out the situation got worse and worse. Long story short, we decided to go into town; Jay taking Tom’s car and Tom taking Jay’s car. We decided to go to a hotel, and ironically a wedding reception was taking place right below our floor. Tom and Jay got into it, and if what I heard was true I’m not sure I want to go through with the divorce. Telling Jay that I did in fact love Tom at one point was hard enough, but finding out how Gatsby truly earned his money was like the whole world fell apart right in front of me. I mean, I can deal with someone who has new money but when that new money is illegal new money that just crosses the line. I don’t know what to do guys; I love Jay I really do, but what if he gets caught? Tom could easily rat him out, and it would be all over for him. I can’t have that kind of reputation, it would be ruined… I’d be divorced and be with a man who is in an illegal business! That’s just unthinkable… Well, I think I’m going to stop there, I have so much thinking to do! If anyone has any good advice I would just LOVE to hear it. Stay beautiful!! -Daisy.
I just cannot believe the fact that daisy actually would love anyone else. I mean, am I not enough? I have given her all the money she could possibly need, sure I fiddle around on the side but that is not the point. the point is I love daisy and Gatsby just needs to lay off. Who would want to marry a "drug store" owner anyway. And really a chain of drug stores is the best cover-up you could find for your bootlegging? Really Gatsby? Take your New Money and go back to Oxford. I should have driven your car into a pole on the way to New York. Daisy is never going to leave me for you!
And, how about that look myrtle gave you Jordan? Man I knew she could be mean but phew that was just horrifying. I'm rather surprised she wanted to leave town though was I not seeing her enough? Oh well she will get over it and at the moment I don't really care I'm more interested in putting Gatsby back where he belongs. What does Daisy see in him any way he is nothing compared to me. He may throw parties some may consider the bees-knees but really who would want to hang out with all those low-life's anyway?
I cannot that Tom and Gatsby was sitting in the same room as each other. Daisy had this odd look to her like she didn’t know who to talk to or what to talk about. Her daughter was such an adorable little girl. I just wanted to take her home with me! Gatsby meeting Daisy daughter had an odd expression on his face. Almost like he couldn’t believe that she and Tom have this beautiful little girl running around their house happy as she could be. Today was the hottest day, felt like were all were living in the desert. I was dying but trying to keep cool and look good for Nick. I still gotta impress him with my charming self. Daisy had this crazy idea in her head about going to the city. Of course Tom trying to outdo Gatsby we all went to the city. I just didn’t understand the whole point of Gatsby and Tom switching cars. I did not like riding with Tom rather it just been Nick and I or geez I wouldn’t of cared if we had to ride with the two love birds. The city wasn’t even delightful it was just way to hot, nothing sounded good. I just wanted a cool drink and to be home relaxing trying to stay cool. Tom got a hotel room for us all and Daisy was acting very odd opening all the windows like a mad women. We all noticed the music from downstairs from a wedding, but that’s not what our minds were focusing on, something was about to brew between Daisy, Gatsby, and Tom. Well, oh gosh, I’m going to be late for practice. I’ll just have to tell the rest of the story tomorrow. Jordan Baker (Ashlyn King)
Well, heres the rest of the story my friends. We were all up in the hotel room dying of the heat. Gatsby and Tom got into it. Tom loves to have control and Daisy sneaking away to Gatsby makes Tom furious. Tom has cheated so many times its way to hard to count. Once Daisy cheats there is a scene. Tom made sure to point out all of Gatsby’s flaws, Exactly how he got his money by bootlegging. Tom is making every point possible so Daisy stays with Tom and not run away to Gatsby anymore. This whole thing is a drama mess. Daisy keeps changing her heart of loving Gatsby and now back to loving Tom. This girl needs major help. Going to the city wasn't a fun time wish Nick and I could have just got out of this room and enjoy our night and leave these three to there nonsense ways. Anytime we tried to sneak out it didn't work, we always got caught by Tom and had to stay there. After all this crazy mess, we finally got to go. Tom let Daisy ride with Gatsby. He is so full of himself, he just thinks Daisy will be done with Gatsby because of his way of making money and stay with him since he's just all old money and thats the perfect way.
Well, driving home finally I was so tired I just crashed on Nicks shoulder. There was a sudden stop and a large crowd of people. Tom being mister nosey we had to stop but to my surprise Myrtle was laying in the middle of the street in a pool of blood, dead. I will never be able to get that sight out of my mind. Worse thing in the world. Tom had this sadness in his eye, more like he had a closer connection to Myrtle then her husband had with her. Is this one of his misters? Gatsby and Daisy were no where in sight. They were ahead of us and didn't have to see this terrible sight. After we left the horrible scene we just went to Toms house and Daisy was in there but no Gatsby. Tom was very pleased with this, he feels like he has won the battle. Nick seemed stressed he didn't want to come in the house just stayed outside by himself. I was sad he didn't want me to be around him anymore. Nick is such a confusing man to figure out. That day I will never forget so many things happened in one day that I could never imagine ever happening.
My dear Jordan, it is not that I did not want you around, yet that I was trying to wrap my head around the previous set of events that had taken place. In all of the confusion and fighting, I had so much on my mind, that I could not deal with our relationship at the same time. Given the circumstances, I would hope you understand.
As for being a bit confusing, I have found that living on West Egg has not only made discover the truths about others, but I am starting to discover myself as a person and am most likely not the same Nick Caraway you first met.
I do not believe Tom stopped at George's garage out of being nosey, but becaue of Myrtle. Oh, if you didn't know, that was Tom's girl that we talked about when we first met. When he found out about Myrtle's death, he wasn't sad because entirely because of her death, but also because he had lost another person under his control. That is why he was so upset at Daisy's relationship with Gatsby. Tom is a control freak. I believe that after Tom's days of fame, people didn't want to be around him and only the people he had control over kept him company. He has now only friendship through control and it is one of his major downfalls.
Well while driving home from New York was a real change in events. I had always thought Gatsby to be a man of crime but I never could have guessed that he was capable of murder. he is too weak for that he doesn't have the stones to do something like that, But, I was wrong. He is a murderer none the less Myrtle is dead and his tire tracks across her chest prove that there was no attempt to stop. And to think of the irony that could murder my mistress while driving my wife home. I just cannot believe it. She is gone she is dead, forever. How could this happen. first Gatsby is trying to take Daisy away and now Myrtle is gone too. But, she is not just gone. She is gone forever and by the sounds of it Gatsby was the cause of this entire huge mess. How could someone just not care that much as to run over someone in cold blood and just drive away? And he thinks Daisy loves him. Psh how could anyone love a murderer, bootlegger and compulsive lier? and he thinks she is in love with him, how could she ever love him? I swear I would love to end his life just as he did to Myrtle.
Moving to New York has not been without excitement. Not even for a day, it seems. Every day seems to hold some new crisis, some new experience, and, it seems, some new interesting person. Take my neighbour, Mr. Jay Gatsby. He claims he's from old money and that he was educated at Oxford. But, that's another thing i've found about living in the city, no one appears to be very forward about anything at all. For instance, his old money was apparently lost in some sort of "Great panic, before the war" so he made it up again through the drug store business. Then, you have Mr. Tom Buchanan, the husband to my cousin Daisy, who runs 'round with all likes of women and has no other occupation aside from being a bit of a know-it-all racist prig. After Mr. Buchanan, you have Master Wolfsheim, an "associate" of Mr. Gatsby who apparently fixed the world series.To add to this, there is the beautiful, irresistible Jordan Baker, who seems to fib about anything and everything. There seems to be no end to the dishonesty as far as people I'm associated go, and my life is certainly not lacking in excitement on possibly a day to day basis. I must find a time to unwind before I go mad thinking about hidden details and conspiracies involving people I know. This city will swallow me whole if I find myself at another one of those parties in the Gatsby residence...
Oh dear lord! Is there really no end to the drama! It turns out that Gatsby has been waiting half a decade for the opportunity to speak to Daisy again. Apparently they fell in love before the Great War, and now they have fallen hopelessly in love again. But, as with any situation involving anyone in this city, there is more hidden drama than meets the eye. Daisy has a daughter with Tom that Gatsby has yet to see. Tom is on the prowl to find out Gatsby's past, because he finds that he doesn't like how Gatsby has seemingly jumped back into his wife's life. Gatsby is trying desperately to make Daisy drop everything and marry him as he'd dreamed for so long. To add to all of this, the weather is stiflingly hot. Gatsby has yet to meet Daisy's daughter, but I'm sure some sort of tense situation is to ensue upon his discovery of Tom and Daisy's child. Knowing Gatsby (or, rather, barely knowing him at all) a his emotions will throw him out of control there is bound to be some huge confrontation. Anyhow, I'm off to find a cool drink, and a place lacking in people.
(As of Chapter 3) I had quite the interesting experience last night. For starters, my neighbor actually sent me an invitation to one of his famous parties. At said party, I met quite a few interesting people, including making the acquaintance of that Jordan girl again. I had just started to get drunk and I needed someone to make me not look too foolish. We mingled for a bit, heard some rumors about Gatsby, and ran into this odd fellow we came to call “Owl eyes”. And oh how peculiar he was! He wouldn’t stop going on about how Gatsby had real books. “Real books!” he said, not some “show of cardboard to look like books”, but actual books. Jordan and I returned to the party, and after some more drinks, I was confronted by a man. I found that he had been in the same troop as me in the war. That’s when he introduced himself as Jay Gatsby, owner of the mansion where the party was taking place. Then, on in the night, Jordan was pulled away by one of Gatsby’s butlers to speak in private with him. After nearly an hour, she finally returned, and bid me good night. I decided to leave, but not before Gatsby bid me good night as he went to answer a call. I witnessed a large commotion over a wrecked car and good ol’ Owl eyes stepped out of it. His driver who seemed to have no idea what happened decided he wanted to continue driving on 3 wheels. At that I made my way home.
It was very strange on one saturday night when Gatsby's house was completely dark. I asked an unfamiliar butler if Gatsby was sick. He only said no. So I told him just to tell Gatsby that I came over. The butler said he would and slammed the door in my face. Quite rude. I learned later that gatsby had dismissed all of his servants. That must be why I did not recognize the rude butler at the door. Gatsby called me later and told me that he dismissed all the other servants because he was worried that word would get around that he was courting Tom Buchanons wife. He also said something about a few people of Wolfsheims staying over there. This made me quite suspicious, I dont trust that Wolfsheim Fellow, he has a strange aura about him. Gatsby said he was going to meet with Daisy and Jordan later and wanted me to come. Then later Daisy called and asked the same thing. I knew something had to be going on, Daisy sounded relieved that I was coming for some reason which means that she would have been uncomfortable or even somewhat scared to be around with just Tom and Gatsby there. I will go, just hope things dont get too out of hand.
(As of Chapter 7) Well, well, well. Today has been a series of unfortunate events, to say in the least. For starters, it had to be the hottest day of summer yet. I was invited to lunch at Daisy’s today, and gladly it took place under a veranda. Gatsby was also invited. While sitting in front of Tom, Daisy looked over at Gatsby and told him that “he always looks so cool”. The look on Tom’s face could only be expressed as complete shock. Even I was shocked that she would be that forward. Tom was anxious to go into town to settle some things. After we all entered into our room at the Plaza Hotel, Tom started to become inquisitive of Gatsby, asking him questions about his past: how he got his money, where he went to college, etc. And Gatsby answered them, but not before letting Tom know that Daisy had planned to leave him. There was something that I couldn’t understand about that moment. It was as if Daisy couldn’t make up her mind about leaving Tom for Gatsby. And that’s when she said that she loved them both. Tom was so outraged that he started insulting Gatsby and eventually, through his priggish ways, allowed Gatsby and Daisy to leave together. He, Jordan, and I all left together. On our way home, there was some sort of commotion going on at the Wilson Garage. We stopped and Tom got to investigating. And that’s when we all saw her. Wrapped in a blanket, with no life left to spare, was Myrtle Wilson. Tom tried to console George, and we left. I heard Tom cry as we drove away. We stopped at Tom’s house and he called a taxi for me. As I walked out to the end of the lane, Gatsby appeared from the bushes and explained that Myrtle’s death was a result of he and Daisy’s “combined” driving. I couldn’t believe it.
Today was easily one of the happiest days of my life. Earlier I had talked to Jordan and professed to her my constant love of Daisy throughout the years, and later she had ended up telling Nick about this, and he organized for Daisy to come over for tea. I would then just appear in his house, and lay eyes on my beautiful Daisy. This Afternoon it finally happened, although at first I was petrified with fear and excitement, Daisy and I hit it off. She cried after I quoted my letter I sent to her so many years ago…
After Daisy and I reminisced on our past, I invited her over to see my marvelous house. This was the pinnacle of my nerves, would Daisy love my house? Every dollar I spent on that house was for Daisy, to show her that I was rich enough for her. Luckily Daisy loved every part of my house, she marveled at my riches, I don’t think she could fathom that the poor soldier she dated now had all this. Daisy was especially impressed with the mass of things I had, and she finally lost it when we got to my shirts. She cried, it was beautiful, and well, the rest is history…
Well today was very intense. The heat made it even worse. I went to the Buchanons and we decided to go into town to a hotel. Tom took Gatsby's car and Gatsby took Tom's car. When we got there, Gatsby and Tom confronted each other about their relationship with Daisy, and Tom revealed to Daisy how Gatsby got his money. That whole arguement shook up Daisy because she couldn't choose who she wanted to be with. Jordan and I were just sitting there watching this whole thing happen, we really couldn't do anything. After it calmed down a little we left to go back home, but on the way Tom and I saw a commotion, and we found Myrtle had been hit and killed by a car. After Tom got the details and shook some sense into Myrtle's husband, we went back to his house. I told him to call a cab for me and I went to the end of the driveway. On the way I found Gatsby near some bushes. I felt really distrustful of him after what happened to Myrtle, but then he told me Daisy was driving and she didnt even know who she hit. I invited him to come home in the cab with me, but he wanted to make sure nothing happened to Daisy overnight. I dont think Tom would upset Daisy more than she already is, but he insisted that he would stay. I just want some time away from all of this.
If I would have known what was going to happen today, I probably never would have pulled myself out of bed. Boy was it hot today! A real scorcher! It started off well though; I went to Daisy’s, as she had invited me and Nick over. Although it was surprising to see their daughter, I didn’t think Daisy loved that jerk enough to mother his child. But it did get better when Daisy open professed her love to me in front of Tom. We then decided to head into town, and that arrogant prick Tom decided to take my car. We went to a hotel in New York, and from there it all went downhill. Tom started bombarding me with personal and intrusive questions. Then we both lost it and I told him as I thought it was, that Daisy had loved no one but me since the night we met. She shocked me though by saying that she had loved Tom at one point, which completely devastated me. Yet even after this Tom kept barraging me with questions, and convinced Daisy and all the others that I was lying to them. (I was, but they weren’t supposed to know that!). So after extinguishing Daisy and I’s love, Tom sent us home. Daisy said she would drive, but what a mistake it was to let her. She actually hit a woman who had run into the street, and instead of stopping just barreled on down the road, her foot fully pressed on the gas. I had to pull the e-brake just to stop the car. Of course I told no one of this, except Nick, and I have decided to hide the car in one of my garage’s, I don’t think anyone saw it. But I long for Daisy now more than ever, and even after hearing of how I made my fortune, I cling to the small chance that she still might come back to me.
Today was a very mixed day. The heat its self was unbearable but the events shook me to the core. I have had a suspicion that daisy has been cheating on me. I know for a fact that it was this Gatsby man she’s doing it with to. Though I do not have proof yet I am sure he is the man. I have been doing m research on him too. I found some very interesting things about his “drug stores” he owns. When Daisy invited Gatsby over I knew I would get my chance to find out what he has been doing with Daisy. When we were in New York in the hotel I let him have it. I exposed him for the criminal he is. Then he made a ridiculous claim that daisy did not love me! What a ridiculous notion to even consider. I won the debate in the end and gave them both something to think about on the way home. However, the way home was the worst. That coward Gatsby ran over myrtle and didn't even have the guts to stop. The next time I see him I will put that coward in his place.
I cannot believe the nerve of that Gatsby man. He must really think he is something to make the ridiculous claim that Daisy never loved me! Daisy and I have been with each other through so much together for her not to love me. She is married to me for a reason is she not? She would have to love me to want to marry me. Does he really think he is her true lover and I am just a fallback boy? That is such a ridiculous thought that I could laugh to death. Where did Daisy meet this man anyway? Some back water town in Louisville? Where ever it was, they sure have some strange sense of love. Another thing, he is a fraud down to the bone. He is a criminal and a bootlegger. He even goes around saying he is an oxford man when he is as much an oxford man as I am poor. He Works with that Meyer Wolfsheim guy and his illegal Businesses. If he wants to try and play Romeo with daisy its fine by me! I know that she will always stay with me because we love each other. No matter what we will always stay together.
You know nothing Tom Buchannan! Diasy has only ever had eyes for me. You have never treated her with the respect she deserves. I, on the other hand, have had nothing but respect for her. She is the force that has shifted my fate since I first met her. I have spent every cent i have in order to glimpse her radiance everyday. And, I own drugstores old sport! I dont even know the meaning of "bootlegging" and on another note, Meyer Wolfsheim is a great man, and he has never led me astray nor has he performed an illegal act. And another thing! I would never make love to another woman if i had Daisy. You on the other hand, old sport, have made love to several woman while together with Daisy. I find this blasphemy dispicable, and if you had any real sense you could see that Daisy hates you to your core, but she has always loved me. I suggest you back off and leave true love alone, old sport. Please do not make me come over and use forcefully make you give up a woman whom does not even want anything to do with her disgrace of a husband. Take my suggestion, and release Daisy into the care of someone that actually loves her. I bid you a terrible day old sport.
Yes, you, Gatsby have always been one in my heart. But, you have not always been there all of these years when Tom was. Of course I have always loved you. But Tom was there during those years that your weren’t, there is no way that I would be able to tell you that I never loved Tom because that would be a complete lie. I have a child with Tom; we have had moments that I would never imagine with anyone else. He is an amazing guy, although you are just as amazing Gatsby you have been my first love. You had been gone for a long time back in the War and how was I to even know if you were still living, breathing, or loving me. The thoughts that ran through my head as I was alone and needed someone were only you. The second that I meet Tom though I knew he was someone that I would need to hold my life together. My family would only look up to me if I had that new money that Tom had. Tom just sounded like the best fit for my situation thinking that you might not even ever come back to me. I’m sorry I have always loved you and I have had also loved Tom at moments to and its something you will just have to understand.
I really should feel bad about the fact that every weekend, I lie to my husband and say that I am going to see my sister. I hardly ever do; I go to my and Tom’s apartment on the other side of the city. It is just so much fun to sneak around and try really hard not to get caught in the act. One time we did, and we lied and said that Tom was having problems with Daisy and had no one else to talk to. That was a close call. Ever since that incident we have been a little bit more careful about when and where we sneak off to in order to see each other. Believe it or not, George and I did once love each other very, very much. Well, he is still in love with me, but I am not in love with him. The summer after high school is when George and I met for the first time. It was love and first sight. We dated for like a year, then he proposed, and being so in love with him, I gladly accepted. It wasn’t a very long engagement. In fact, it was only like 3 months. We and two other friends and a minister ran off to the beach and eloped. We were happily married for a good two years. Then I met Tom through mutual friends at work. After we seeing each other a couple of times, my relationship with George went downhill fast.
Empty sorrow. As of now, it is the only emotion I have. A woman is dead, Daisy may leave me, and everything I have worked for could be taken in away in a night. After I heard Myrtles body crunching underneath my car, I knew that she was dead. Although Daisy committed the act, I would never allow her to rot in jail while I sit in my vast house, alone. So tonight, after I go to my old sports house, Nick, I will watch for signs of Daisy in peril from afar, and I vow to protect her from any harm that may come her way. Whether that harm be from Tom's fist, or the shackles of the law, I will protect her, becuase without Daisy I am nothing. Tonight I will devise a plan to get out of these eggs with Daisy, YES! That way I can always keep her safe and by my side. I've done alot to make it this far, and ill be darned if I cant be with her. Maybe we will go out west, to the Pacific Ocean, and live in a hut on an uncharted island. or maybe down south, and we can raise cattle together. anything... I just love her so much. and whatever she wants I will do. Now, my sorrow is being washed away by thoughts of Daisy, and I can't help but ramble on about her! the way she speaks, how her hair twirls in the wind, how her eyes shine brightly into my soul. Yes, her eyes, i've often wanted to tell her that her eyes are like the ocean, and I drown in their beauty, but I've never had the courage. Perhaps tomorrow I will shower her with gifts to show my love, then she will never leave me!
These people are going crazy, i believe that big fight in the hotel room was a little uncalled for. I mean really, you couldnt wait until we were home. We were just trying to have a semi-enjoyable day in this unbearable heat. Tom was all grumpy because we went into the city even though it was his idea. That man has some nerve, telling Daisy that he has always loved her and always will. I guess his way of showing his love is cheating on his wife, but what do I know, i am not married. I thought that Nick might be the man that would cause me to want to settle down, but after he blew me off tonight i'm not so sure. The look he gave me, it was like he never liked me or my friends. If he can't accept my popularity then we may never be able to be together. That is disappointing because he was a really nice guy. I wish he would have decided this earlier so i wouldnt have wasted my whole summer. Oh well, there will always be more men i suppose. It's to bad the summer is almost over, it provided alot of entertainment.
I am just in a horrible time right now; I'm not sure what I should be doing. I am stuck between two guys whom I love and they both mean the world to me. Yes, I have always been in love with Gatsby since the moment that I laid eyes on him so long ago. Yet Tom has always been there for me through the years, and what would my family think if they found out that I didn’t want Tom anymore and wanted to leave him for "new money". They might be quite disappointed in me. Gatsby has been an amazing man, which I am very glad I have got to see again. It is life changing, but it has been a very difficult time trying to sneak around with him and hide it from Tom and everyone else.
As I think about it although Tom does not deserve me, he has cheated on me for the longest time and not even care how it makes me feel. If he knew that I had been cheating on him he would not put up with it. Yet, he can cheat on me behind my back day in and day out. My whole situation is very upsetting and tough for me to deal with. Hopefully I will be able to come out of it making the right decision.
Today was a terrible day I feel really green after going hunting in the woods where there happened to be hundreds of rabid prairie dogs that were hungry for human flesh. I knew I should not have gone alone; they were over whelming it was a truly outrageous battle. At first I saw nothing; it was a nice calm morning out in the field. I heard rustling and then the prairie dogs made a formation as if they were ambushing me. I had to think quickly, they were as fast as lightning. They were jumping thirty or so feet in the air. I was shooting them one by one. I swore I got all of them. Until one sneaky little devil happened to just nibble on my toe. I screamed in agony as he tried to scurry away then I shot the little bugger. I rushed home and went to the doctor luckily they saved me. I feel so under the weather right now. Who would have thought that there were such of things as super mutant prairie dogs? Looks like I’m eating nothing but prairie dog for a while. Oh yeah I forgot to mention my wife is dead. (George) Dusty Lenhart
I feel like my wife has been up to something lately. I wasn’t suspicious of anything at first because she said she was just visiting family but the other day something weird happened. My wife came home with a bruised face. I asked her what happened and she said I fell down some stairs. I also found a dog leash in her drawer and I can`t think for the life of me why she would have that. I confronted her about it and she said she bought it for a friend. I don’t believe that one bit I know something is up but what am I supposed to do? She has been growing away from me and I don’t know why. I`ll admit things haven’t been exciting between us anymore but she`s my wife and I love her I will do whatever it takes to get her back to normal. I think the only option is to go west like she always dreamed of. I just need to get the money to get out there. Maybe I can finally convince that Tom guy to sell me his car. I know he`s kind of a prick but hey moneys money.
Oh my God! I can`t believe my sweet myrtle is dead. My wife is gone forever what am I going to do. We were going to go out west and be happy again. I knew she was up to something but I never knew it was going to end up like this. The dog leash the bruises what has my poor Myrtle gotten herself into. My God how could this have happened to me, how could this have happened to Myrtle? What was she doing when she wasn’t with me? That car, why did she run up to it? Why wouldn’t he stop? I will find out why and they are going to have to answer for what they did. I will do whatever it takes to get revenge for my wife nothing else matters to me anymore. My garage, going west, nothing, nothing except for my poor wife. The police aren’t going to take care of it I know they won`t care about me, a poor man like me. No, only I can do what needs to be done. I will find who was driving that car, not matter what.
I died today. Oh yes, a quick painless death. But still gruesome nonetheless.
It all started when that mangy rat of a husband I have decided to lock me in the room above the garage because he had caught wind of my sneaking around. It's about time he found out. He said he was going to force me to move out west with him, whether I liked it or not. The nerve he has.
Anyway, as I was being held hostage, my dearest Tom drove up. And for the first time I spotted his little wife. She wasn't as dainty looking as I had expected, but I still hated her all the more. I wanted to run down and jump on top of Tom right in front of her, maybe then she'd finally leave him alone and we could be together. But they left before I had the chance to break free.
As I watched them drive off I had this overwhelming feeling. The sad feeling of having to say goodbye, and soon it would be goodbye forever. I couldn't let that happen. So with the driving force of my rage and determination, I pounded and screamed so violently on the door that it forced George to come check on me to make sure I wasn't hurting myself. The second he did I took my chance to run downstairs. Down there, we fought our hearts out, or at least I did while George sat there with his head down, just taking my beating. It was the most pathetic thing I had ever seen. And just at the heat of the moment, she drives in. But this time, I wasn't going to let them get away without giving them a peice of my mind. So I ran out to stop them, and that's when it happened.
I heard the squealing tires and saw the swirving car. And then came the darkness. The cold, black darkness. And it was like nothing mattered anymore. I saw the crowd of people surround my lifeless body, and I simply watched as they wheeled me away. I didn't know where to go, so I'll just stay here until the end of the story so I can still talk even though I'm dead.
I am so ashamed; I killed a young, innocent lady today. I’m sure all of you have heard about Myrtle Wilson’s death. I feel terrible about it, but it wasn’t on purpose, it was a mere accident. I was so upset from the fight at the hotel, I was just so flustered… and when I hit her, Gatsby wouldn’t let me stop, and obviously I kept going. I just wish I knew what was going through that poor women’s head when she ran up to us in the car, poor Myrtle. I didn’t know her, might have heard of her a couple of times though. I have noticed that every time her name is brought up to Tom he changes the subject, maybe it’s just because he doesn’t want to see me suffer, I don’t know. Speaking of Tom, we have decided to work things out and be together. I do love Gatsby, but he is not the man I thought he was. He is a lying and deceitful man and I do not want my daughter or myself involved with him anymore. Although his intentions were good, he could have used other ways to get his money, he just took the lazy way out of it. Anyways, Tom wants to talk to me so I’ve got to get going. Goodbye! -Daisy
How could of I been so blind? While I was trying to get so far away from Daisy, and her nagging, she was off with that damned Gatsby! The way they stare at each other makes me sick. That disgrace of a man thinks he actually has a chance with my Daisy? His money is fake for Christ sake! He’s a damn bootlegger and no one believes me! I know for a fact that his money is fake just as the man behind the name, Gatsby. She doesn’t really love Gatsby and I know it. No matter what happens she will always come back to me, I mean come on I am Tom Buchanan, the richest man in the egg villages. Gatsby can try all his antics to try to convince Daisy, but I have control over her and I always will. That fool has no hope of winning over her heart, especially since I own it. Gatsby just needs to pack up his things and get far, far, away from here before I finally bust him for his bootlegging and he roots in jail like that bastard deserves. It’s such an insult to me that he actually thought he had a chance of taking “Tom Buchanan’s” girl.
How could Tom show up to the garage with that tramp in his backseat? I thought he loved me. Everything is crashing down on me..my husband plans to take me out West. I suspect he knows about me and Tom. I don't care though, i want to be with Tom. I just do not understand why he would bring his wife here. Is he here to hurt me like this? It isn't fair. After all those times and nights we've spent together. Maybe if I go out to the car to speak with him...no, I shouldn't. I can barely move and a shiver starts to run down my body. Just to see his wife, so beautiful, so....not me.
Oh how I love Tom Buchanan. His fame, his personality, his charming ways and not to mention all of his lovely money. He spoils me and treats me like a princess while my husband on the other hand pays me no mind. He doesn't even look at me or spend money on me. All he cares about is his business and wether or not we're making enough money. I would love to leave that scumbag for Tom. I know for a fact he would leave his wife to be with me....he just hasn't done it yet. I feel bad for her, she obviously is not doing her job as a wife while I on the other hand gets Tom' attention. He loves me I'm sure of it. Whenever I am with him i feel like I am important. At our parties I feel rich for once. I, for a moment, forget that i live in a garage in an ash heap of a town. Its the money I love the most. Just the other day I asked Tom for a cute little puppy and sure enough he bought one for me. I have him wrapped around my finger.
I think my husband suspects that I am having an affair with someone. It makes sense; I am never home on the weekends. Although I say that I am going to visit my sister, I do not think that he believes it one bit. He knows that I do not get along with my sister at all. When we are together, we do nothing but yell at each other and disagree with what the other has to say. Only recently has this been an issue. Last weekend when I said that I was going to see her, he told me that he did not want me to go and wanted to spend some time with me. I said that I had to go, she really needed me. I did not really go to see my sister; I really went and spent the weekend with Tom in our apartment. I promised George that I would spend the next weekend with him. That brings us to today. It is Sunday afternoon, and we have not done anything exciting this weekend yet. Something is wrong with George, and I am not quite sure what it could be. He has acted like I am the worst person he has ever met in his life, and he refuses to talk to me. He told me this morning that on I had to stay in our apartment and I was not to leave until Tuesday, which is when we are apparently moving far, far away from New York…
So…yeah it is safe to say that my problems are pretty much solved and there is nothing to tie this to me. So what if I told George Wilson where Gatsby lived. So what I told him it was his car that hit and killed Myrtle he doesn’t need to know Daisy was the one driving. It was Gatsby’s car so it is Gatsby’s fault. But I mean I don’t even really need to even blame Gatsby because George took care of that for me. I knew he was delusional and was set out for revenge. But, I couldn’t have any of this nonsense being tied to Daisy. She just couldn’t handle that. Our marriage is under enough stress as it is. With both of our affairs and all but now I guess you could consider it even. She killed my mistress and I theoretically was at fault for Gatsby’s death. So we both killed our significant others and now we just have each other. In a way I guess you could say that this whole incident brought us closer together. She has me and I have her and now we both have nothing to worry about but our daughter. That’s the way it should have been all along but, that is how it is now and how I intend to keep it.
I was joined by Nick and Jay at the Buchanan's today. It was a little harrowing to me; I mean why would Daisy want Jay anywhere near her husband? I swear sometimes that girl just does not think! To make matters even more uncomfortable it happened to be the hottest day of the year. (But this gave me a chance to show off a new outfit of mine which I have designed with my manager "Cool Gear for women" By Jordan Baker. I figured I needed more publicity, and what better way than to start an athletic line of clothing for women!)
Anyway, like I said it was extremely hot! Not even two full rounds of golf could make me sweat as much as I did that day. It was not just the atmosphere that was heating up, Daisy and Jay seemed to be getting pretty cozy, under Tom's roof none the less. I believe it was the phone call Tom received that set Daisy off. You could feel the furry in her eyes, and see how it distorted that beautiful face of hers.
Aggravated, Daisy suggested we do something, so we went into town. Tom drove Jay's car and Jay drove Tom's (What did Tom have up his sleeve?) When we left East Egg and arrived at the gas station I had this strange feeling that I was being watched, I was not able to find out what or who gave me the feeling though...
When we all decided to get a room at The Plaza things really began to heat up! (And no I am not talking about the heat). Tom called Daisy out on her affair with Gatsby and the tension mounted. Nick and I attempted to slip out into the hall many times (I wanted a room to ourselves) but Tom refused to let us leave. I felt terrible for Daisy, how dare Tom make her feel like scum while he is doing the exact same thing. He just wants all of the attention, I hate that man.
When all the hustle and bustle finally ended, Tom told Daisy to leave with Gatsby. I have never seen a more confused woman in my life. She half-heartedly looked as if she wanted to be with Jay, and looked as if she wanted to run into Tom's arms and forget the whole incident. Although, Daisy left in Jay's car and Tom, Nick and I took Tom's coupe. I can guarantee I was not the only one confused. On the very awkward, very silent ride home we came upon an accident back at George Wilson's garage. Low and behold his wife had been run over! It was such an ugly situation; I just wanted to get home.
After Tom talked with George we headed back to East Egg. I tried my best to think less of Myrtle's death and more of Nick. He did not seem very interested and when I asked him to come in at Daisy's he refused, so I sauntered up the stairs, attempting to conceal my tears.
Daisy was locked up in her room and I had had enough fighting for the night so I slowly drove home thinking about Nick... he seemed to be changing, and I do not like it.
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I have come up with a master plan to finally rid of Gatsby! I finally have a plan to get him out of Daisy’s life, my life, out of the egg villages, and out of existence! He needs to be punished for the acts he has portrayed as of recently. My plan is I am going to take advantage of Mr. Wilson’s anger from the death of his wife. As I have been told many times the death of Myrtle was all Daisy’s fault, because she was the one driving; I knew women couldn’t drive. But my plan is to pin the death on Gatsby to clear Daisy’s name. I have discussed this with Daisy and she is slightly ok with this idea of pinning the death on Gatsby. But what I have not told her is I plan on ridding of Gatsby altogether; sending him to his grave! So I left Mr. Wilson some clues that Gatsby was the killer of Myrtle, in hope he would connect them to Gatsby. I also left a handgun in his office desk, just so he knew he had a gun. Then once Mr. Wilson made the connection, he would have a rage of anger over come him and kill Gatsby! So I will no longer have to deal with him ever again. I’ll put that damned man out of his misery and where he belongs. In the ground!
(As of Chapter 8) Dear Journal, Although I was not there to see it happen, I now know that Jay Gatsby is a dead man. I had just come home from after work and heard a noise. I rushed over to Jay’s house and apparently my running was the first thing to startle the men who were already there. How had they not given any attention to such a loud commotion? Anyways, when I arrived, there he was. Mr. Gastby had been shot by Mr. George Wilson. Apparently, George found out that it was Gatsby who had been “driving” the car that hit and killed his wife. And apparently his grief was intense enough to end his own life after shooting Gatsby. I don’t understand people anymore. I mean, sure, Myrtle had been cheating on George with Tom, but that wasn’t a good enough reason for George to just off himself. I don’t see why he felt it proper to take out his grief-stricken anger on Gatsby. There could have been a better way at dealing with it, but what’s done is done. I’m going to have to attend a funeral for Gatsby sometime soon. I hope Daisy won’t have too much of a fit with it. Although I’ve noticed recently that she and Tom are confiding in each other more than they did before. Let’s hope there are no more problems with all of this mess.
Gatsby's dead. They had him killed. He was the most genuine man I think I have ever met, and they had him killed for their mistakes. I should have known that night when I left Tom's house. They spoke quietly, almost conspiratorially. But, it seems they were indeed conspiring. Conspiring against this man honestly in love. Conspiring against Gatsby, a man so bent on doing whatever it was that would protect Daisy. Ironically, it seems, his death is doing just that. Tom and Daisy made sure of that, via George Wilson. Such a heinous thing, really; they robbed Gatsby of the knowledge that his death would protect his love. He really was better than the lot of them... I've never been more disgusted in my life. I'm sure the killing will be dismissed as the car was found in Gatsby's home, the one that hit Myrtle Wilson. Especially with George offing himself in the yard not too far away. No shame with these people, I tell you. All the money and the status, and still no honor. No shame. I'm off to find a substance to drown in...
I took care of Gatsby's funeral after the media had had their fun snooping about his residence. His father, Mr.Gatz had come down from the North, unsteady with surprise and grief. He seemed taken aback by his son's success. Then, through all the grief, proud of the man he'd become. It was depressing, as I'd almost believed that Gatsby didn't have any parents at all. He never spoke of them except to tell me he had no family. He didn't even have any pictures of them. But it seemed Gatsby was kind to his father. I learned more about Gatsby from his father in a single conversation, than I had in months of being his neighbour. And yet, I respected him all the more for it. I discovered how he disciplined himself to become who he was, purely to win Daisy's heart. But the truly tragic thing was the lack of people at his funeral. A man who's home held such great life, such splendor that would make royalty jealous, would be so alone in death. Splendor gained to impress the very people that would conspire to have him killed to save their own skin. Daisy and Tom had their justifications, but all they'll ever be is cowards with money. The civilized with no humanity. Gatsby was what made the east exciting for me, and Daisy killed it to retreat back into her fortune. I want to leave this place now, I've never felt so bitter in my life.
Today is the day that I am going to kill Gatsby. I know he did it now for sure because that Tom fellow came by and told me. Sure I had to get it out of him but that was all a show on his part. He wanted to tell me I am sure he has a personal query with Gatsby as well. All I have to do is keep waiting for this Michelangelo fellow to leave. I was looking out the window earlier; I was looking at the eyes of T.J eckelburg. Michelangelo thinks it`s just an advertisement but no it`s much more than that. Those are the eyes of God the eyes that pass judgment on us all. The eyes that watched my wife run off and live her second life and the eyes that watched Gatsby take her life away. Now it is my turn to be judged, my turn to do the damage. I will not sit here in this gas station and rot away, I will not move on from this. I lived only for my wife and now she is gone, and now I will get my revenge.
I walked to Gatsby’s in a state of delirium. I ordered a sandwich and a coffee but neither ate nor drank it, I`m not sure why that’s kind of stupid. When I got to Gatsby`s I watched him, watched him at his mansion living his life of rich and joyous parties, too much money to even know what to do with it. He doesn’t know what it`s like to be poor to have to wake up every morning and work hard and still barely make enough to support your wife and give her what she wants. But that’s all over now for me and him. I am going to end his perfect life and then I can finally put an end to my pathetic, tiring, and overall bleak existence. There`s nothing for me to live for anymore and as far as I see it he doesn’t deserve his life anymore.
The one day... The one damn day that I use my pool this year, and I get shot in it! All I was doing was lounging on my floaty, and the next thing I know, blood is permeating the water. Surely it is not my blood, I thought to myself, then I turned my floaty around and saw George Wilson holding the cold, metal, extinguisher of life which was my demise. As my took my dying breath George aimed the gun at himiself and took away another person from the world population. Now, as I sit next to my old sport, God, I think to myslef, that my entire life was wasted on a woman whom contained no feelings of true passion for me. I talked to George Wilson after he killed us both, and he said that he thought I killed Myrtle, and thats why he shot me! I was pretty pissed at first, but its all good, there are way better looking girls than Daisy in Heaven. Old Sport. -Trevor Murray (Gatsby)
Today was the day that my husband and I were moving to New York. I was not on board with his crazy idea, but I did not really have much of a choice. He had locked me in our apartment and refused to let me out. I really wanted to go see Tom before I had to leave, but I did not think that was an option. I would have liked to tell him that I would not be able to see him anymore. Although I did not agree, I did think it was for the better. Right as we were about to leave, he started a fight with me. He started yelling at me for what appeared to be no good reason. I later found out that he had found out that I had been having an affair with someone behind his back. He was irate. He was screaming and yelling and completely lost his mind. It kind of surprised me that it took him that long to find out about the whole thing; it had been going on for quite some time. Anyway, I got so upset that I just ran out of there. He tried to stop me, but there was no way I was turning back. I ran out into the middle of the street and I looked to my right and saw what I thought was Tom’s car. I tried to wave to him and get him to stop, but instead the person driving just kept driving. They ran right over me, and killed me instantly.
I remember the day Jay Gatsby was killed so vividly... I had just won a golf tournament and when I arrived back at my hotel Daisy called to inform me that she and Tom have decided to stay together and raise Pammy together as they should have been doing from the beginning. Daisy also informed me that she was leaving her elegant East Egg home, she had no idea where they would end up but she said she could not tolerate being anywhere near Jay's home, and her wonderful yet unhappy memories of her evenings spent with him.
How are Nick and I you ask? I am sorry to say that our small fling ended, and I had not seen or heard from him since the awful evening Myrtle Wilson was killed, until I ran into him in Chicago. He looked gloomy but handsome as ever that afternoon, and it brought back all the lovely memories we had spent together... Although, I am afraid I was quite rude to him, but I somewhat feel that he deserved it. Anyway, I had a new beau by then, and we were to be married that summer. I met him on the driving range a few months earlier and it was instant love. He asked for my hand, and I said yes in a heartbeat. I have learned from example that pining away for someone can kill you...
What's happening in my life now you wonder? Well my clothing line has taken off; I now have stores worldwide in France, England, and Ireland. I got married in July, and Pammy was my flower girl! Tom and Daisy seemed happier than I have ever at my wedding, it is really amazing how heartache can bring some people closer...
What was my life? I suppose I spent most of it pursuing Daisy. Every party and every dime I “earned” was only a guise to attract her. The parties meant nothing. I held onto the hope that Daisy would show up to one of my gatherings, but alas, it was not so. I entertained and spoke to so many people on those shallow nights, yet, I never met anyone. Even as the incessant music permeated the gala, and my convivial guests danced their nights away, my eyes were always focused on the door with the hope that Daisy would walk through it and oblige me to take in her radiance. I suppose those parties were all in vain. In the end, Daisy did not even come to my wake; neither did any person besides Nick Carraway, and my father. My father is a man I wish I would have treated better. I had not spoken to him in two years, and I never got the chance to tell him how much I cared. Maybe if I wasn’t so focused on my enigmatic ventures, and instead paid more attention to what really mattered, I would have had no regrets in life. One of my biggest regrets in life is how I treated Nick Carraway. From the moment I met Nick, I only viewed him as a conduit for me to get to Daisy. Nick was probably the only friend I ever had, but I was too stupid to realize it in time to make amends. -Trevor Murray(Gatsby)
I can't believe Gatsby is dead! Jay Gatsby dead in his own pool, how cruel. Wilson killed himself along with Gatsby what a sad way to end of this wonderful season. I sure believe Tom has something to do with this. This whole situation of Daisy killing Myrtle and George freaking out that his wife was cheating on him and now she is dead. Tom just can't man up to anything, that his perfect little life isn't all that perfect. I guess my life isn't all that perfect either. I mean sure I have had a great golf season, and been traveling the world but how can I be getting married. How could Nick drop me from his life and now marrying this man I haven't really know for awhile. I guess life has its own mysteries. I was happy to see Nick at the hotel and him open up to me, but so sad I'm going have to leave my life I've always known behind. Everything just seems so unreal anymore to me. This whole summer thinking I was in love with Nick, Daisy and Tom having affairs, Gatsby coming back into Daisy lives and becoming part of ours and all of the tragic deaths. I just don't know what to think about this summer. All I can say it sure had it's ups and downs. One regret I have is not going to Gatsby funeral but the biggest regret was not being able to get Nick to love me back and wanna stay here in New York with me. I guess he is a man fit for the West. Well goodbye my fellow bloggers, I will be busy planning my wedding and my new life! Jordan Baker Ashlyn King
I just don’t know what to do with myself. How could Myrtle do these things to me? I know I’m not rich, but was it really that bad? I remember just before she got killed she had gotten into an argument with me. I don’t even remember what it was about, it all just happened so fast. One minute she was screaming at me and the next she was on the pavement. Torn open because of a car had hit her without even remotely trying to stop. Just as I thought that we were going to move west. I was hoping that we were going to be able to make it work, but it looks like that’s not going to happen. To be honest I don’t even know why I am even typing in this blog. I guess I just need to vent out my feelings. One of the things I really don’t get is why the car had to speed off. It just baffles me knowing that there are cruel people in this world that do horrible things, and not even care about it. Sometimes I feel as if I’m the only sane person in this world.
Today was an interesting day. I had a couple of guests over. Michaelis came over, he is good man with good intentions, but he does not get what I’m going through. He thinks that Myrtle buying a very expensive dog collar is normal. How is that normal? We don’t even own a dog. Unless she is living out some sort of awkward fantasy, but I don’t think that it’s normal. I then told him that I had a way that I might be able to track down the person in the yellow car. He thought I was being morbid. I still wonder what Myrtle was thinking when she ran in the middle of the road. Even if you think you know someone you shouldn’t just run into the middle of the road like a crazy maniac. She made a stupid mistake and the cost was her life. Not all the blame is on her, the person driving the yellow car should’ve stopped. Tom came over later after that and informed me who the driver was. He goes by the name of Gatsby and lives in West Egg. I plan on going to West Egg and ask around for the man. When I find out where he lives he’s going to regret ever hitting my precious Myrtle. This will be my last blog due to a “vacation” so I’ll see you on the far side.
I stayed up all night at Daisy’s, and nothing happened. She came back to her room, stared at me for a minute, and then turned off her light. I sulked home and sat on my porch. The next morning Nick came over, boy was I glad to see him. Over the past few weeks he had become the only levelheaded person left, the only one that I could really talk to. He told me I should go away, what an idiot! Didn’t he know that I was just about to get Daisy? She was bound to come over today or the next, just to get away from that brute Tom. And we’d be married soon anyways! Yes, silly, silly Nick. But I was feeling somewhat depressed, and we’d become close friends, so I decided to tell him who I really was. About Jay Gatz the poor soldier, and apprentice to Dan Cody. The Jay Gatz who got mixed up with a rich girl, who wanted her because he wasn’t supposed to have her. Nick stayed for a while, and we had a smoke. I invited him over for a swim, but he said he had to go to work, but he would call me at noon.
It is nice to finally use my pool; I never knew how refreshing a swim should be. I really should have used it more often… I can’t believe Daisy hasn’t called yet, something must be holding her up. I hope Tom didn’t put all those silly ideas into her head, he is such a prick. Anyways, I really should be enjo… I think I heard something. It must be Daisy, she must be coming over. Hold on, there is a strange man walking up to me, he has on a large coat, and his hand is in his pocket. I have never seen this man before in my life, I don’t even know how he got in my house, I mean don’t I have bodyguards! The man is now yelling that I killed his wife and had an affair with her. He has the upper ground, literally since I am in the pool. I yell back, “I never knew your wife, and I don’t even know who you are!” The man now reaches into his pocket and pulls out a gun, points it right at my face and is yelling “you sick bastard, say that to my face.” Now I’m petrified, but decide the best thing to do is to swim calmly towards him and try to talk it out, since I am quite personable. I started walking towards him slowly and counting each step in my mind. One, two, thr... In a split second i heard the loud bang and...
Today Wilson came over to the house. I could tell it made Daisy uncomfortable. I went to talk to him but I knew what he had come for. I told him the truth. Gatsby ran over his wife like a wild animal. He did not even stop. He just kept diving on. I was just as made as he was but I could tell what he was going to do. I was not going to stop him though. Gatsby was a bad man; I could tell when I first saw him. Now that he is dead I do not have to worry about daisy leaving me. We will be together till death do us part, as it should. That is part of the sanctity of marriage. To be with the person you love for the rest of your life. I think me and Daisy are going to move away for a while. Until this all blows over. I am going to talk it over with her in the morning. Maybe we will go to Europe. It is nice and far away from any of this business. I hope that I never have to hear about this Gatsby affair ever again.
Can anything else happen this summer? We have had people fall in love, fall out of love, and had a woman get hit by a car. What else could possibly happen, though i probably just jinxed us, knock on wood. It was somewhat of a shock seeing Daisy and Tom's marital problems out in the open like that. They have always been good at hiding it when there were witnesses around. When we finally got back from our crazy night we were just sitting in Daisy's house staring at eachother wondering what to do next. Tom had a look of grief on his face. But mixed in with his grief there was a subtle look of triumph on his face. Like he knew that he could always persuade Daisy to come back to him. Daisy needs to stop listening to that mans lies and get a backbone. She needs to stand up for herself. She could do so much better then him. She needs to learn from me, i finally stood up to Nick, I am not going to take any more of his crap. My head is spinning because i has been so crazy lately. I really hope nothing else happens for a while, i have had to much drama already.
So, something strange happened today; George Wilson came over and he was acting so Ludacris! Of course, I didn’t know it was him at first but when I found out I didn’t know what to do. He and Tom talked for a little while and when he came back in he looked really stressed out. Soon after that Tom declared that we were going to get away for a while, which is awesome! He has gotten so sweet since he found out about Gatsby and I. He talks to me more, we have more one on one time and he takes me places! I’m getting kind of anxious though, I feel like I should wire Gatsby and inform him of my decision to stay with Tom; poor guy probably thinks I still want him. I also think about how he is doing, well not only Gatsby but Nick and Jordan too. Tom keeps me off the phone as much as possible, probably because he wants us to work on our relationship instead of everyone else, he’s just so sweet! All in all, maybe this huge fight between Tom and Gatsby was a good thing, I realized I belong with Tom and Gatsby just needs to move on! Anyways, if anyone talks to Nick, Jordan, or Gatsby please tell them to give me a call I have much to talk about with them! Love, Daisy!
So much seems to have happened in a short time. Gatsby’s death has brought about quite a stir out of everyone. However, I have yet to hear of one person actually going to his funeral. Well, except for Nick. Nick seems to be the only one who actually cared about the man outside of his ability to throw a wild party. I saw nick in town a few days ago too. He was so rude as to not even shake my hand. I think he was mad about my involvement with Myrtle and the whole Gatsby situation. I cannot believe he would defend Gatsby. The man is a low life and a murderer, but I guess Nick is just strange like that. I will be a lot happier when we finally get into our new house. It will be peaceful, no nonsense, and no Gatsby to try and take away my Daisy. I Hope he likes his lonely funeral because none of his extravagant parties, his illegal businesses, or his “oxford” education got him a single friend to morn him. I guess it is true what they say. You always get what is coming to you.
I came as soon as I heard the gunshots. But it was too late. The only thing I found when I got there were two bodies. I figured Wilson would be upset aboout his wife dying, who wouldn't, but I never thought he would take things that far. I mean Gatsby was not even the one who hit her. But I guess he didn't know that. I just want to know what drove him to kill himself after he killed gatsby. I could only think that he thought he was going to be alone forever, but dosn't he have family? or friends? why were they not there to comfort him in his time of need? Now people will only remember him as a murderer. I wouldnt want to live in a cell the rest of my life, but I would never commit suicide. But I guess Wilson's will was not strong enough to withstand all the drama of the last day or so. But Gatsby didn't really deserve to die, he did nothing wrong (that day) he was just thinking about daisy (as usual). He should have taken my advice I gave him earlier that day, he should have gotten away while he could.
(As of Chapter 9) Dear Journal, I write to you from my trip home. Over the past few days, so much has happened and I can’t bear to live in my house anymore. For starters, Wilson, the man who owned the garage, found out that it was Gatsby’s car that hit and killed his wife. And then the poor son-of-a-bitch offed himself. I had to help with the proceedings for Gatsby’s funeral. The poor sport didn’t even see him coming…
Daisy never called or sent flowers for Gatsby. But his father, Mr. Gatz, showed up. He was a nice, old man that was very sentimental when he spoke about his son. He even carried around Gatsby’s old schedule.
The whole damn thing was just depressing. I wore this old getup to the funeral: (http://www.tangosdresshire.ie/funeraljacket.jpg) Only three people showed up for the burial, and then good ol’ Owleyes showed up to show his condolences. Hell, even Wolfshiem didn’t show up! I went to talk to him after it and he said he couldn’t bear to see an old friend dead. I can respect that.
I met with Jordan just the other day. Turns out she got engaged to some man I don’t know. Figures.
I also met up with Tom and inquired why he had told George about the accident. He said that Wilson had held a gun to his head and threatened to kill him if he didn’t tell him who killed his wife. Daisy had no comment on the matter
But that’s all in the past now. I’ll always remember Gatsby, though. He was too interesting of a man to ever forget…
I can't believe it. I just can't believe it one bit. Tom's little slut of a wife killed me. Killed me and ran. I knew I should've got to her when I saw her at the garage the first time. If only I'd have beat down the door instead of the window. Ooooh what I woulda done if I had just gotten my hands on her. Then we'd really know who's blood would be spilt. And I'd be man (or woman) enough to not run away. In fact, I'd be quite proud to take credit for the tragedy. She's the reason my dearest Tom and I couldn't be together. She's who kept us apart and kept him locked up all the time. My poor Tom. I hate the woman. Her selfish ways disgust me, and I blame myself for not getting her out of the picture sooner. Everything could be different now. I'd have Tom all to myself. And I most definitely would not be spending the rest of my days in this hell hole (literally). If only. But now, looking down, I wish with all my heart and soul that she shall pay for murdering me. This will not go unpunished, revenge is coming and it's coming soon. I can feel it.
I dont believe it, only three people showed up for Gatsby's funeral. Me, His father, and that strange owel eyed fellow I met in the library of one of his parties. Daisy didnt even show up. I doubt she even knows he died. Tom didnt even care. He said he got what was coming to him. I really dont like that man. I tried to get in contact with wolfsheim through telephone and letter, but only got a response from the letter saying he couldnt come. I went to him in New York one day and he actually started to tear up. But he said he cant really be seen in public so he couldnt go. If he was friends enough with Gatsby to make him cry, then he should have gone to the funeral. His father just showed up one day at his house. I didnt know how to contact him, but he said Gatsby was in the chicago newspaper.He stayed with me, mourning until the funeral procession. We were very somber at Gatsby's funeral as he was lowered into his grave. Rest in Peace Jay Gatsby. Though not many people knew you well, you will be missed. You were worth the whole Damn bunch put together.
I can't believe it. He is really dead, Gatsby is gone. Although I did not want him and that I decided that I would stick with Tom because he is a wonderful man that I would not be able to imagine living life without, I’ll miss Gatsby just the same. There was no way that I would be going to his funeral though, Tom would not allow it. The actions that all came to me so quickly in these past days will take me a while to forget, to move on and forget about the past. When I ran over Myrtle I couldn’t even think straight. Why she would run out in front of a moving vehicle would never phase me and I would never understand it. So not only did I kill a woman on accident, I lost a man who wanted more than anything to be with me. It was the only day he decided to swim in that pool of his. The only one the whole entire summer when he wasn’t wrapped up in worrying about me, and the second he got in it was all over. Maybe all of this was the best. To forget the past and move on to the future. To worry about only Tom and forget Gatsby who was known by all but only loved by few. His parties will be something that will be very much missed, and now most of these people won’t even know who he is or in better terms who he was. Although everything happens and maybe it was all supposed to happen for a reason right? Love, Daisy (Julia Cooper)
My dear old George took his life today. The poor thing was so upset over me that he couldn't go on any longer. So just like that, he ended his misery.
Not that I care, of course. The son of a gun probably thought he'd be able to be with me again once he did, just so he could control me and keep me his prisoner for forever. But somehow surprisingly enough to him he realized that we're in two completely different places now. And I thank God for that. He's probably up there in heaven now just searching for me like a lost puppy. Too bad I'm just chillin down here. And no matter how awful it is, I'd rather be here than stuck with him for even one more minute.
Speaking of awful, Tom's little slut got away with my murder. I should've known George was too idiotic to actually figure it out. He believes anything anyone tells him. It's disgusting. So instead he took the life of an innocent man, a good looking one at that, and Tom and his slut just ran. I thought at least Tom would've stood up for me, and put justice where it was needed. But it's okay I understand he was under a lot of pressure. And that's why he did it. He still cares about me I know it. He will always be my little pooky bear.
“Oh, My God” I repeated over and over realizing my wife is dead, but more importantly my astonishment of her infidelity. For the longest time I wondered why my lovely wife would leave town so often and leave me alone. I blame myself for all of what myrtle has done to me. Maybe if I wouldn’t have called her out on cheating on me she wouldn’t have ran out in front of that car and gotten killed, or if I was so poor then she wouldn’t have cheated on me. She has lost all respect and love for me and now she’s gone so I cannot even show her how much I truly loved her. I will find that man who did this to my wife and I will kill him. George Wilson
Although my wife in whom I loved with all my heart is dead and gone she hopefully is in a better place. God sees everything and you can’t fool him, myrtle could do lie and hide things from me but not from god, I hope god is understanding and sees I’m to blame for this infidelity; I pushed her away with my ways and social status. I mean come on I pump gas out of the lines for a living of course my wife would be looking for some rich lad that she deserves, all in all I still love that women. I spoke to Tom today; I wanted to know who owned that yellow car that took my wife’s life. He swiftly got nervous and spatted out a man by the name of Gatsby. I thought nothing of it and was relieved I knew who it was but outraged that I now could hold up to my promise that I will find him and I would kill him. George Wilson (Zach Reed)
I didn’t sleep for days, constantly reminded with the fact that my one love was gone out of my life, and it feels like it’s my entire fault. I shouldn’t have approached her like I did about the infidelity; I didn’t realize I made her that unhappy that she had to have an affair to be happy. It kills me inside everyday knowing I caused her to run out in front of that yellow car that could have cared less to know what they did and the problems they caused for others. That yellow car keeps coming in flash backs, I want to know exactly where to find it, tom said it belong to Gatsby in West Egg, I feel like she knew whoever was in that car driving it. A couple of months ago my wife came home from the city with some bruises on her face and her nose swollen, she had been cheating on me with a women abuser. “Oh my God” I mumbled for a few minutes rocking myself and Michaelis tried to calm me down.
As much as I believe that god sees all then again I don’t belong to any churches, in fact I haven’t even been in one since I got married 12 years ago. All these people want me to talk to a pastor or priest to get this off my chest and help me feel better, I feel like the only thing that will make me feel better at this point is Gatsby’s blood on my hands. I found this dog leash and I’m not sure why she has it, we don’t have a dog, there has to be some reasonable explanation behind this. Then it clicked, the man in the yellow car didn’t accidently hit her, he murdered her! Before anyone new at the break of dawn I was gone out of there to get my instant revenge on the man who took my love from me. It was around 2 o’clock and I was just creeping up on Gatsby’s house after a day of travel and planning, he saw that Gatsby was in his bathing suit and getting ready for a leisurely swim, as I pulled the trigger, gun pointed at Gatsby shots ran out and flew into his defenseless body, blood filled the pool, I watched him go limp and my revenge was final. I walked out into the green grass of his mansion and pulled the trigger on myself ending my life to be with my love yet again. George Wilson Zach Reed
I jinxed myself when i said that I had had enough drama for a while. Jay Gatsby dead. Who would have imagined, he was living the dream he always seemed so happy. I never thought he did anything wrong to deserve to be shot. Maybe some of the rumors were true and he got what he had coming, who knows. That George Wilson is crazy, to just shoot someone is unthinkable. I mean i understand that his wife was killed in a car accident but what does that have to do with Gatsby. This is going to push Daisy off the edge. Tom took her away so she has not found out yet. I don't know if she is strong enough to handle news like this. She was in love with that man, she may have loved Tom at once but she has loved Gatsby since they met. I remember having many conversations about him when we were younger in Louisville. It's just such a shame that a nice innocent man was killed. What else is going to happen next, I just want things to return to normal so i can continue my golf career.
So Gatsby is dead, the case is dropped as an accident and there is no further investigation and the best part is I am closer to Daisy than ever. it is like we just got married all over again i bet that even if this whole mess wouldn't of happened daisy still never would have left me. But, on any note life is good now just got back from a much needed vacation and i couldn't be happier. Saw nick the other day though and he didn't seem to fond of me. He kept saying it was my fault that all of this nonsense happened, Gatsby's death and all. But, truth is i could tell George was on a mission and he wasn't going to stop until someone was dead i was simply protecting my family. I didn't own that car. It wasn't me that was driving. So why should my family be blamed. Gatsby had it coming anyway with all the "drug stores" he owned. pssh! Drug store my but. You just walk in and it smells like a flipping brewery. Yeah, ... he had it coming.
Daisy and I are thinking about moving. I'm kind of tired of this whole east egg, west egg thing. i just want to get away and be happy as could be. I think Daisy would like that. living somewhere new, new surroundings, new people. I mean everyone needs a little change now and again and i think ours is a little over due.
As I awoke from a cold hard table I slowly get up. I look around my surroundings and notice people standing around with horror stricken in their faces. I notice Tom, a lot of people I was not familiar with...then I notice George. Sitting there in a chair rocking back and forth. I ask him what was wrong but no response. I walk over to Tom and ask him what's going on but the same reaction. Once again I walk over to George and touch his face. My white clammy hands go through George's face and become transparent! Dazed, I stumble back and stare at my hands. Whats going on!? Thoughts race through my head. I look over my shoulder and notice a verity pretty girl, blood-stained and dead. Dead.... I'm dead. I whisper to myself knowing that familiarity of that body on the table.
Not knowing what to do or where to go I just start running. Mixed feelings rushing through my head. I eventually stumble upon Tom and I's grand apartment. I walk in and see all the colorful dresses he had gotten me in the past. All the champagne and liquor in their places and the furry animal rugs on the floor. All of that was gone now. No more parties, no more weekend getaways with Tom, and most importantly no more money :( I was now non-existent, no one saw me, heard me or noticed me. No one can anymore. I feel no remorse for George. He never loved me, and I did not love him. He's probably horror stricken, good. It's his fault he locked me in my room.
Well, well, well, dinner at Daisy’s was quite an eventful evening. I met a very charming man that night, and no I am not talking about Daisy’s dreadful husband Tom. Oh no, this man is fairly new in town, he comes from the Mid West and lives out on West Egg, right next door to Gatsby’s mansion! He seems marvelously intelligent, and is working in the bond business. He also happens to be Daisy’s cousin! Thankfully, their IQ’s do not seem to be genetic, I could not cope with two Daisy’s.
ReplyDeleteNick also seemed to be just as bored as I was listening to Tom rant on and on about how fantastic his “scientific” books are. Gag me! I just simply do not understand it. Why doesn’t Daisy take the problem into her own hands, put her foot down and up and leave, I mean really, it about time women become more independent, who needs men… I mean unless that man is Nick Carraway of course. I just feel so bad for Daisy’s daughter, what a trophy wife in the making… she is going to end up just like Daisy herself. Daisy must have some clue that her nit wit husband Tom is cheating on her with that East Egg want to be Myrtle Wilson, how dull can you get really… poor Daisy.
I sure do hope I get another chance to speak with Nick, he seems like such an interesting man. I want to find the real reason as to why he left the Mid West, and who exactly was he previously engaged to? What idiot would let a man like that go!
Who am I kidding, its not like I have any time for a man anyway, what with my new strict training schedule. The competition just seems to be getting harder and harder. Anyway, is getting pretty late I need to be well rested for my tee time tomorrow!
Farewell my fellow East Eggers,
Jordan Baker
Current Women’s Golf Champion
(Emily Euans)
Talk about an awkward dinner, all you could hear while we were eating was the clanking of knives and forks. I swear Tom and Daisy's relationship is getting worse by the day. Then to make matters worse Tom answers the phone during dinner and it is his mistress on the phone. Daisy acts like everything is fine but we all know the truth. That man is just breaking poor Daisy's heart. The least he could do is find another girl that is pretty, but a girl from the valley of ashes? is that the best he could do? I mean Myrtle, what kind of name is that? I'll tell you what kind, an ugly one. Tom is just a big arrogant jerk, he needs to realize that his time as a football star has passed and that he is never going to amount to anything. He needs to move aside and make room for someone else, like me perhaps...
ReplyDeleteBesides the fact that Tom and Daisy's marriage is crumbling, i did learn some good information, Nick Carraway. Oh Nick, how i miss him already. He seems like such a great guy, he is Daisy's cousin from the midwest. Nick also lives right next to Gatsby! talk about lucky, he will be right next to the hottest parties of the summer.
I really hope Nick and I can get a relationship going, he seems like such a great guy. Though obviously i will be the one wearing to pants in the relationship because we all know that man can not make any decisions for himself. But thats alright i suppose, as long as he can handle being in a relationship with a pro golfer. Its a difficult thing to do, I mean with me being so famous and all I don't want him to feel like I get all the attention. It's going to be an interesting summer, that for sure.
Spring break is almost over - hope you are complete with chapters 3 & 4. Hope your worksheets are done well and hold all your brilliant thoughts. See you soon!
ReplyDeleteI would like to make it clear that I do love Tom, but this secretive stuff is just driving me crazy. I’ve heard the rumors about the mistress; I know they’re true I just hate to admit it. We used to be so in love! I couldn’t stand him leaving the room for even a second, I’d get anxious and all I could do was think about when he’d come back. Now when he leaves the room, all I can think about is who he’s on the phone with. He’s clearly cheating, everyone knows it and so do I. The other day when Nick called, I was so happy to hear from him and I was very excited to join him for tea. I hadn’t seen him in so long! But, when I got to his house I knew something was up, and then I saw him. The man whom I haven’t seen in years… Jay Gatsby. I didn’t recognize him at first, but when I realized who I was sitting with I couldn’t hold back the tears, I can’t believe I forgot about this man! He brought Nick and I to his house for a party, and let me tell you… his house is BEAUTIFUL! He has grown not only age but money wise! I can’t wait to see where this relationship will go! Well I must go; wouldn’t want Tom to see what I have done these past few days! Bye guys!
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I have been spending more and more time with Nick Carraway, he is such a gentleman! I told him all about Daisy and that Jay Gatsby fellows past relationship. It is so depressing it should have been written in a novel! You could tell by the spark in their eye's how much they loved each other, their eyes shimmered like a brand new box of golf balls! Which reminds me... i need to hit the pro shop and pick up some more practice balls... pink of course!
ReplyDeleteBoy of boy it sure did take a lot of effort to get Daisy put back together that night she recieved her letter from Gatsby. I sure do wish she would have let me read it! I mean really, what drama do i get to witness at a golf tournament, only the odd ball hitting a fan on the head.
Daisy's relationship with Tom should have ended when that picture of him and that chambermaid made the headlines! Who could stand such a conceited person! I sure do hope I can find a caring man, one that has no resemblance to Tom what-so-ever. Nick Carraway SURE seems to fit those shoes. :)
Recently i have seen a change in Daisy... she seems much happier, i really want to know what happened at that tea with Nick and Jay. It is a wonder Nick did not ask for me to tag along...
Speaking of tea, i was in the Valley of Ashes last weekend for a golf tournament (I won by the way!) I saw Tom and that horrid mistress of his. I believe her name was Mildgridge, or Mary or something like that, truly awful women, I do not think Tom saw me though...
Off to practice,
Jordan Baker
(Emily Euans)
Nick and I have become so close lately he is a great guy to be around. He is a little lost with the drama of Gatsby Daisy. I had to tell him all about it. How they were in love with each other so much but had to separate and daisy marry Tom and now seeing Daisy being so depressed with Tom is so sad. I can't believe that Daisy and Gatsby have met once again looks like there is a spark after all between them. It was so hard trying to pull Daisy back together from her little melt down with Gatsby.
ReplyDeleteI sure hope I can find a great guy which I do believe is Nick Carraway he can fill all of the parts! I do wonder why I was never invited to tea with Gatsby and Daisy oh well I guess he has his reason for that. I do wonder what happened over there because Daisy has become awfully happy. Well of to practice big tournment coming up.
Jordan Baker
(Ashlyn King)
I had a very interesting trip to New York this week to say the least. It all began with Daisy’s constant nagging and complaining of how I don’t show her I love her; women these days, right? Her nagging was becoming quite stressful to deal with so I decided I needed to get away for a little bit, from Daisy that is, and relieve some stress. So I decided to give my girl Myrtle a call and see what she was up to; to see if she wanted to help me “relieve my stress”. So I decided the next day I would take a train up to see Myrtle and to have her come with me to my New York pad for some fun. Low and behold as I board the train I run into Nick Carraway. So I am like, the hell with it, and invite Nick to join me in the party I am about to experience up in New York with Myrtle. Maybe Nick needs a little fun every now and then since his life isn’t as fun as mine. So we get to New York and I introduce Nick to Myrtle and her sister and the party begins with a little drinking. It all started off good, until Myrtle had enough liquor in her to grow some confidence to talk about Daisy in front of me. The mixture of the strong alcohol and Myrtle’s ignorant rants of Daisy began to give me an extreme headache and I soon had enough of Myrtle. So I gave her what she needed, a punch to the face. That shut her up alright. The trip was quite horrible; I came up here to enjoy myself and just seemed to continue to be nagged at by a woman. Maybe it’s time to find a new side girl?
ReplyDeleteTom Buchanan
(Wyatt Marshall)
On a normal afternoon, in which I was riding my prized polo pony around, which cost my exactly one million dollars, I became quenched. Me and my pals had been riding around our majestic horses all day and seemed to acquire a great thirst. So we decide to head home and along the way I ran into my “buddy” Nick, the one I took to the party with Myrtle that ended just oh so well. Nick was visiting that dreaded Gatsby man. There’s something about that man that I just don’t get. I could care less if he just fell off the face of the earth. So we decided that we would invite ourselves into Gatsby’s house for a drink to quench our thirst. Oh and to see his house and to laugh at his such “stupid new money” decor. So after using Gatsby for what we came for, his alcohol, one of my pals jokingly invited Gatsby to dinner, inferring that he would get the joke and decline. But surprisingly Gatsby actually thought we were being genuine! What a fool! Why would I ever associate myself with such a disgrace of a man like him. So we went along with it and invited him to dinner. Then as Gatsby was getting ready to join us and leave for dinner, we dashed away on our horses without him. We were thinking that us leaving him would send him the message that we would never want to eat dinner with him. What an idiot, how dare he think he has the honor of having my presence. See if I ever try to talk to that man again…
ReplyDeleteTom Buchanan
(Wyatt Marshall)
Oh my goodness! I wish that Tom would just divorce that woman he calls his wife. It is very apparent that they don’t love each other. I mean, who would love their wife when they could have me instead? I guess I really do not have much room to talk since I am still married to my husband George. Divorcing him would make my life simpler, but sneaking around behind his back is what makes it fun. I think Tom feels that way as well. He was telling me last weekend that he suspects that Daisy is sneaking around behind his back with that Jay Gatsby. He says that they are still married because they have a daughter together, but I think that is just his way of saying that he does not want to give up what he has with Daisy, even though neither one of them is happy. What is the point in being married to someone if you are just going to cheat on them and sneak around behind their back? It cannot be because they do not have the money for a lawyer. They have imported polo ponies for crying out loud! Not to mention maids and butlers! They even have a nurse hired to take care of their daughter. It just does not make any sense what so ever to me. Well, now that I am thinking about it, I might go file for divorce with George. I hope he doesn’t try do anything to sabotage it…
ReplyDeleteMrytle
(Nissa Low)
I’m just going to start this out right away with the simple fact that today was very… interesting. It is the hottest day of the year and Tom and I decided to invite Nick, Jay, and Jordan over. It all started out with this simple look I gave Jay, which gave away everything and from there on out the situation got worse and worse. Long story short, we decided to go into town; Jay taking Tom’s car and Tom taking Jay’s car. We decided to go to a hotel, and ironically a wedding reception was taking place right below our floor. Tom and Jay got into it, and if what I heard was true I’m not sure I want to go through with the divorce. Telling Jay that I did in fact love Tom at one point was hard enough, but finding out how Gatsby truly earned his money was like the whole world fell apart right in front of me. I mean, I can deal with someone who has new money but when that new money is illegal new money that just crosses the line. I don’t know what to do guys; I love Jay I really do, but what if he gets caught? Tom could easily rat him out, and it would be all over for him. I can’t have that kind of reputation, it would be ruined… I’d be divorced and be with a man who is in an illegal business! That’s just unthinkable… Well, I think I’m going to stop there, I have so much thinking to do! If anyone has any good advice I would just LOVE to hear it.
ReplyDeleteStay beautiful!!
-Daisy.
I just cannot believe the fact that daisy actually would love anyone else. I mean, am I not enough? I have given her all the money she could possibly need, sure I fiddle around on the side but that is not the point. the point is I love daisy and Gatsby just needs to lay off. Who would want to marry a "drug store" owner anyway. And really a chain of drug stores is the best cover-up you could find for your bootlegging? Really Gatsby? Take your New Money and go back to Oxford. I should have driven your car into a pole on the way to New York. Daisy is never going to leave me for you!
ReplyDeleteAnd, how about that look myrtle gave you Jordan? Man I knew she could be mean but phew that was just horrifying. I'm rather surprised she wanted to leave town though was I not seeing her enough? Oh well she will get over it and at the moment I don't really care I'm more interested in putting Gatsby back where he belongs. What does Daisy see in him any way he is nothing compared to me. He may throw parties some may consider the bees-knees but really who would want to hang out with all those low-life's anyway?
I cannot that Tom and Gatsby was sitting in the same room as each other. Daisy had this odd look to her like she didn’t know who to talk to or what to talk about. Her daughter was such an adorable little girl. I just wanted to take her home with me! Gatsby meeting Daisy daughter had an odd expression on his face. Almost like he couldn’t believe that she and Tom have this beautiful little girl running around their house happy as she could be. Today was the hottest day, felt like were all were living in the desert. I was dying but trying to keep cool and look good for Nick. I still gotta impress him with my charming self. Daisy had this crazy idea in her head about going to the city. Of course Tom trying to outdo Gatsby we all went to the city. I just didn’t understand the whole point of Gatsby and Tom switching cars. I did not like riding with Tom rather it just been Nick and I or geez I wouldn’t of cared if we had to ride with the two love birds. The city wasn’t even delightful it was just way to hot, nothing sounded good. I just wanted a cool drink and to be home relaxing trying to stay cool. Tom got a hotel room for us all and Daisy was acting very odd opening all the windows like a mad women. We all noticed the music from downstairs from a wedding, but that’s not what our minds were focusing on, something was about to brew between Daisy, Gatsby, and Tom. Well, oh gosh, I’m going to be late for practice. I’ll just have to tell the rest of the story tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteJordan Baker
(Ashlyn King)
Well, heres the rest of the story my friends. We were all up in the hotel room dying of the heat. Gatsby and Tom got into it. Tom loves to have control and Daisy sneaking away to Gatsby makes Tom furious. Tom has cheated so many times its way to hard to count. Once Daisy cheats there is a scene. Tom made sure to point out all of Gatsby’s flaws, Exactly how he got his money by bootlegging. Tom is making every point possible so Daisy stays with Tom and not run away to Gatsby anymore. This whole thing is a drama mess. Daisy keeps changing her heart of loving Gatsby and now back to loving Tom. This girl needs major help. Going to the city wasn't a fun time wish Nick and I could have just got out of this room and enjoy our night and leave these three to there nonsense ways. Anytime we tried to sneak out it didn't work, we always got caught by Tom and had to stay there. After all this crazy mess, we finally got to go. Tom let Daisy ride with Gatsby. He is so full of himself, he just thinks Daisy will be done with Gatsby because of his way of making money and stay with him since he's just all old money and thats the perfect way.
ReplyDeleteWell, driving home finally I was so tired I just crashed on Nicks shoulder. There was a sudden stop and a large crowd of people. Tom being mister nosey we had to stop but to my surprise Myrtle was laying in the middle of the street in a pool of blood, dead. I will never be able to get that sight out of my mind. Worse thing in the world. Tom had this sadness in his eye, more like he had a closer connection to Myrtle then her husband had with her. Is this one of his misters? Gatsby and Daisy were no where in sight. They were ahead of us and didn't have to see this terrible sight. After we left the horrible scene we just went to Toms house and Daisy was in there but no Gatsby. Tom was very pleased with this, he feels like he has won the battle. Nick seemed stressed he didn't want to come in the house just stayed outside by himself. I was sad he didn't want me to be around him anymore. Nick is such a confusing man to figure out. That day I will never forget so many things happened in one day that I could never imagine ever happening.
Jordan Baker
(Ashlyn King)
My dear Jordan, it is not that I did not want you around, yet that I was trying to wrap my head around the previous set of events that had taken place. In all of the confusion and fighting, I had so much on my mind, that I could not deal with our relationship at the same time. Given the circumstances, I would hope you understand.
DeleteAs for being a bit confusing, I have found that living on West Egg has not only made discover the truths about others, but I am starting to discover myself as a person and am most likely not the same Nick Caraway you first met.
I do not believe Tom stopped at George's garage out of being nosey, but becaue of Myrtle. Oh, if you didn't know, that was Tom's girl that we talked about when we first met. When he found out about Myrtle's death, he wasn't sad because entirely because of her death, but also because he had lost another person under his control. That is why he was so upset at Daisy's relationship with Gatsby. Tom is a control freak. I believe that after Tom's days of fame, people didn't want to be around him and only the people he had control over kept him company. He has now only friendship through control and it is one of his major downfalls.
Nick Caraway
Well while driving home from New York was a real change in events. I had always thought Gatsby to be a man of crime but I never could have guessed that he was capable of murder. he is too weak for that he doesn't have the stones to do something like that, But, I was wrong. He is a murderer none the less Myrtle is dead and his tire tracks across her chest prove that there was no attempt to stop. And to think of the irony that could murder my mistress while driving my wife home. I just cannot believe it. She is gone she is dead, forever. How could this happen. first Gatsby is trying to take Daisy away and now Myrtle is gone too. But, she is not just gone. She is gone forever and by the sounds of it Gatsby was the cause of this entire huge mess. How could someone just not care that much as to run over someone in cold blood and just drive away? And he thinks Daisy loves him. Psh how could anyone love a murderer, bootlegger and compulsive lier? and he thinks she is in love with him, how could she ever love him? I swear I would love to end his life just as he did to Myrtle.
ReplyDeleteMoving to New York has not been without excitement. Not even for a day, it seems. Every day seems to hold some new crisis, some new experience, and, it seems, some new interesting person. Take my neighbour, Mr. Jay Gatsby. He claims he's from old money and that he was educated at Oxford. But, that's another thing i've found about living in the city, no one appears to be very forward about anything at all. For instance, his old money was apparently lost in some sort of "Great panic, before the war" so he made it up again through the drug store business. Then, you have Mr. Tom Buchanan, the husband to my cousin Daisy, who runs 'round with all likes of women and has no other occupation aside from being a bit of a know-it-all racist prig. After Mr. Buchanan, you have Master Wolfsheim, an "associate" of Mr. Gatsby who apparently fixed the world series.To add to this, there is the beautiful, irresistible Jordan Baker, who seems to fib about anything and everything. There seems to be no end to the dishonesty as far as people I'm associated go, and my life is certainly not lacking in excitement on possibly a day to day basis. I must find a time to unwind before I go mad thinking about hidden details and conspiracies involving people I know. This city will swallow me whole if I find myself at another one of those parties in the Gatsby residence...
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway
(Sean M.)
Oh dear lord! Is there really no end to the drama! It turns out that Gatsby has been waiting half a decade for the opportunity to speak to Daisy again. Apparently they fell in love before the Great War, and now they have fallen hopelessly in love again. But, as with any situation involving anyone in this city, there is more hidden drama than meets the eye. Daisy has a daughter with Tom that Gatsby has yet to see. Tom is on the prowl to find out Gatsby's past, because he finds that he doesn't like how Gatsby has seemingly jumped back into his wife's life. Gatsby is trying desperately to make Daisy drop everything and marry him as he'd dreamed for so long. To add to all of this, the weather is stiflingly hot. Gatsby has yet to meet Daisy's daughter, but I'm sure some sort of tense situation is to ensue upon his discovery of Tom and Daisy's child. Knowing Gatsby (or, rather, barely knowing him at all) a his emotions will throw him out of control there is bound to be some huge confrontation. Anyhow, I'm off to find a cool drink, and a place lacking in people.
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway
(Sean M.)
(As of Chapter 3)
ReplyDeleteI had quite the interesting experience last night. For starters, my neighbor actually sent me an invitation to one of his famous parties. At said party, I met quite a few interesting people, including making the acquaintance of that Jordan girl again. I had just started to get drunk and I needed someone to make me not look too foolish. We mingled for a bit, heard some rumors about Gatsby, and ran into this odd fellow we came to call “Owl eyes”. And oh how peculiar he was! He wouldn’t stop going on about how Gatsby had real books. “Real books!” he said, not some “show of cardboard to look like books”, but actual books.
Jordan and I returned to the party, and after some more drinks, I was confronted by a man. I found that he had been in the same troop as me in the war. That’s when he introduced himself as Jay Gatsby, owner of the mansion where the party was taking place. Then, on in the night, Jordan was pulled away by one of Gatsby’s butlers to speak in private with him. After nearly an hour, she finally returned, and bid me good night.
I decided to leave, but not before Gatsby bid me good night as he went to answer a call. I witnessed a large commotion over a wrecked car and good ol’ Owl eyes stepped out of it. His driver who seemed to have no idea what happened decided he wanted to continue driving on 3 wheels. At that I made my way home.
Nick Carraway
(Kurt Reed)
It was very strange on one saturday night when Gatsby's house was completely dark. I asked an unfamiliar butler if Gatsby was sick. He only said no. So I told him just to tell Gatsby that I came over. The butler said he would and slammed the door in my face. Quite rude. I learned later that gatsby had dismissed all of his servants. That must be why I did not recognize the rude butler at the door. Gatsby called me later and told me that he dismissed all the other servants because he was worried that word would get around that he was courting Tom Buchanons wife. He also said something about a few people of Wolfsheims staying over there. This made me quite suspicious, I dont trust that Wolfsheim Fellow, he has a strange aura about him. Gatsby said he was going to meet with Daisy and Jordan later and wanted me to come. Then later Daisy called and asked the same thing. I knew something had to be going on, Daisy sounded relieved that I was coming for some reason which means that she would have been uncomfortable or even somewhat scared to be around with just Tom and Gatsby there. I will go, just hope things dont get too out of hand.
ReplyDelete(As of Chapter 7)
ReplyDeleteWell, well, well. Today has been a series of unfortunate events, to say in the least. For starters, it had to be the hottest day of summer yet. I was invited to lunch at Daisy’s today, and gladly it took place under a veranda. Gatsby was also invited. While sitting in front of Tom, Daisy looked over at Gatsby and told him that “he always looks so cool”. The look on Tom’s face could only be expressed as complete shock. Even I was shocked that she would be that forward. Tom was anxious to go into town to settle some things.
After we all entered into our room at the Plaza Hotel, Tom started to become inquisitive of Gatsby, asking him questions about his past: how he got his money, where he went to college, etc. And Gatsby answered them, but not before letting Tom know that Daisy had planned to leave him. There was something that I couldn’t understand about that moment. It was as if Daisy couldn’t make up her mind about leaving Tom for Gatsby. And that’s when she said that she loved them both. Tom was so outraged that he started insulting Gatsby and eventually, through his priggish ways, allowed Gatsby and Daisy to leave together. He, Jordan, and I all left together.
On our way home, there was some sort of commotion going on at the Wilson Garage. We stopped and Tom got to investigating. And that’s when we all saw her. Wrapped in a blanket, with no life left to spare, was Myrtle Wilson. Tom tried to console George, and we left. I heard Tom cry as we drove away.
We stopped at Tom’s house and he called a taxi for me. As I walked out to the end of the lane, Gatsby appeared from the bushes and explained that Myrtle’s death was a result of he and Daisy’s “combined” driving. I couldn’t believe it.
Nick Carraway
(Kurt Reed)
Today was easily one of the happiest days of my life. Earlier I had talked to Jordan and professed to her my constant love of Daisy throughout the years, and later she had ended up telling Nick about this, and he organized for Daisy to come over for tea. I would then just appear in his house, and lay eyes on my beautiful Daisy. This Afternoon it finally happened, although at first I was petrified with fear and excitement, Daisy and I hit it off. She cried after I quoted my letter I sent to her so many years ago…
ReplyDeleteAfter Daisy and I reminisced on our past, I invited her over to see my marvelous house. This was the pinnacle of my nerves, would Daisy love my house? Every dollar I spent on that house was for Daisy, to show her that I was rich enough for her. Luckily Daisy loved every part of my house, she marveled at my riches, I don’t think she could fathom that the poor soldier she dated now had all this. Daisy was especially impressed with the mass of things I had, and she finally lost it when we got to my shirts. She cried, it was beautiful, and well, the rest is history…
Gatsby
(Gavin Bushong)
Well today was very intense. The heat made it even worse. I went to the Buchanons and we decided to go into town to a hotel. Tom took Gatsby's car and Gatsby took Tom's car. When we got there, Gatsby and Tom confronted each other about their relationship with Daisy, and Tom revealed to Daisy how Gatsby got his money. That whole arguement shook up Daisy because she couldn't choose who she wanted to be with. Jordan and I were just sitting there watching this whole thing happen, we really couldn't do anything. After it calmed down a little we left to go back home, but on the way Tom and I saw a commotion, and we found Myrtle had been hit and killed by a car. After Tom got the details and shook some sense into Myrtle's husband, we went back to his house. I told him to call a cab for me and I went to the end of the driveway. On the way I found Gatsby near some bushes. I felt really distrustful of him after what happened to Myrtle, but then he told me Daisy was driving and she didnt even know who she hit. I invited him to come home in the cab with me, but he wanted to make sure nothing happened to Daisy overnight. I dont think Tom would upset Daisy more than she already is, but he insisted that he would stay. I just want some time away from all of this.
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway
(Richard Reese)
If I would have known what was going to happen today, I probably never would have pulled myself out of bed. Boy was it hot today! A real scorcher! It started off well though; I went to Daisy’s, as she had invited me and Nick over. Although it was surprising to see their daughter, I didn’t think Daisy loved that jerk enough to mother his child. But it did get better when Daisy open professed her love to me in front of Tom. We then decided to head into town, and that arrogant prick Tom decided to take my car. We went to a hotel in New York, and from there it all went downhill. Tom started bombarding me with personal and intrusive questions. Then we both lost it and I told him as I thought it was, that Daisy had loved no one but me since the night we met. She shocked me though by saying that she had loved Tom at one point, which completely devastated me. Yet even after this Tom kept barraging me with questions, and convinced Daisy and all the others that I was lying to them. (I was, but they weren’t supposed to know that!). So after extinguishing Daisy and I’s love, Tom sent us home.
ReplyDeleteDaisy said she would drive, but what a mistake it was to let her. She actually hit a woman who had run into the street, and instead of stopping just barreled on down the road, her foot fully pressed on the gas. I had to pull the e-brake just to stop the car. Of course I told no one of this, except Nick, and I have decided to hide the car in one of my garage’s, I don’t think anyone saw it. But I long for Daisy now more than ever, and even after hearing of how I made my fortune, I cling to the small chance that she still might come back to me.
Gatsby
(Gavin Bushong)
Today was a very mixed day. The heat its self was unbearable but the events shook me to the core. I have had a suspicion that daisy has been cheating on me. I know for a fact that it was this Gatsby man she’s doing it with to. Though I do not have proof yet I am sure he is the man. I have been doing m research on him too. I found some very interesting things about his “drug stores” he owns. When Daisy invited Gatsby over I knew I would get my chance to find out what he has been doing with Daisy. When we were in New York in the hotel I let him have it. I exposed him for the criminal he is. Then he made a ridiculous claim that daisy did not love me! What a ridiculous notion to even consider. I won the debate in the end and gave them both something to think about on the way home. However, the way home was the worst. That coward Gatsby ran over myrtle and didn't even have the guts to stop. The next time I see him I will put that coward in his place.
ReplyDeleteI cannot believe the nerve of that Gatsby man. He must really think he is something to make the ridiculous claim that Daisy never loved me! Daisy and I have been with each other through so much together for her not to love me. She is married to me for a reason is she not? She would have to love me to want to marry me. Does he really think he is her true lover and I am just a fallback boy? That is such a ridiculous thought that I could laugh to death. Where did Daisy meet this man anyway? Some back water town in Louisville? Where ever it was, they sure have some strange sense of love. Another thing, he is a fraud down to the bone. He is a criminal and a bootlegger. He even goes around saying he is an oxford man when he is as much an oxford man as I am poor. He Works with that Meyer Wolfsheim guy and his illegal Businesses. If he wants to try and play Romeo with daisy its fine by me! I know that she will always stay with me because we love each other. No matter what we will always stay together.
ReplyDeleteYou know nothing Tom Buchannan! Diasy has only ever had eyes for me. You have never treated her with the respect she deserves. I, on the other hand, have had nothing but respect for her. She is the force that has shifted my fate since I first met her. I have spent every cent i have in order to glimpse her radiance everyday. And, I own drugstores old sport! I dont even know the meaning of "bootlegging" and on another note, Meyer Wolfsheim is a great man, and he has never led me astray nor has he performed an illegal act. And another thing! I would never make love to another woman if i had Daisy. You on the other hand, old sport, have made love to several woman while together with Daisy. I find this blasphemy dispicable, and if you had any real sense you could see that Daisy hates you to your core, but she has always loved me. I suggest you back off and leave true love alone, old sport. Please do not make me come over and use forcefully make you give up a woman whom does not even want anything to do with her disgrace of a husband. Take my suggestion, and release Daisy into the care of someone that actually loves her. I bid you a terrible day old sport.
DeleteYes, you, Gatsby have always been one in my heart. But, you have not always been there all of these years when Tom was. Of course I have always loved you. But Tom was there during those years that your weren’t, there is no way that I would be able to tell you that I never loved Tom because that would be a complete lie. I have a child with Tom; we have had moments that I would never imagine with anyone else. He is an amazing guy, although you are just as amazing Gatsby you have been my first love. You had been gone for a long time back in the War and how was I to even know if you were still living, breathing, or loving me. The thoughts that ran through my head as I was alone and needed someone were only you. The second that I meet Tom though I knew he was someone that I would need to hold my life together. My family would only look up to me if I had that new money that Tom had. Tom just sounded like the best fit for my situation thinking that you might not even ever come back to me. I’m sorry I have always loved you and I have had also loved Tom at moments to and its something you will just have to understand.
Delete-Daisy
(Julia Cooper)
I really should feel bad about the fact that every weekend, I lie to my husband and say that I am going to see my sister. I hardly ever do; I go to my and Tom’s apartment on the other side of the city. It is just so much fun to sneak around and try really hard not to get caught in the act. One time we did, and we lied and said that Tom was having problems with Daisy and had no one else to talk to. That was a close call. Ever since that incident we have been a little bit more careful about when and where we sneak off to in order to see each other. Believe it or not, George and I did once love each other very, very much. Well, he is still in love with me, but I am not in love with him. The summer after high school is when George and I met for the first time. It was love and first sight. We dated for like a year, then he proposed, and being so in love with him, I gladly accepted. It wasn’t a very long engagement. In fact, it was only like 3 months. We and two other friends and a minister ran off to the beach and eloped. We were happily married for a good two years. Then I met Tom through mutual friends at work. After we seeing each other a couple of times, my relationship with George went downhill fast.
ReplyDeleteEmpty sorrow. As of now, it is the only emotion I have. A woman is dead, Daisy may leave me, and everything I have worked for could be taken in away in a night. After I heard Myrtles body crunching underneath my car, I knew that she was dead. Although Daisy committed the act, I would never allow her to rot in jail while I sit in my vast house, alone. So tonight, after I go to my old sports house, Nick, I will watch for signs of Daisy in peril from afar, and I vow to protect her from any harm that may come her way. Whether that harm be from Tom's fist, or the shackles of the law, I will protect her, becuase without Daisy I am nothing. Tonight I will devise a plan to get out of these eggs with Daisy, YES! That way I can always keep her safe and by my side. I've done alot to make it this far, and ill be darned if I cant be with her. Maybe we will go out west, to the Pacific Ocean, and live in a hut on an uncharted island. or maybe down south, and we can raise cattle together. anything... I just love her so much. and whatever she wants I will do. Now, my sorrow is being washed away by thoughts of Daisy, and I can't help but ramble on about her! the way she speaks, how her hair twirls in the wind, how her eyes shine brightly into my soul. Yes, her eyes, i've often wanted to tell her that her eyes are like the ocean, and I drown in their beauty, but I've never had the courage. Perhaps tomorrow I will shower her with gifts to show my love, then she will never leave me!
ReplyDelete-Gatsby
(Trevor Murray)
These people are going crazy, i believe that big fight in the hotel room was a little uncalled for. I mean really, you couldnt wait until we were home. We were just trying to have a semi-enjoyable day in this unbearable heat. Tom was all grumpy because we went into the city even though it was his idea. That man has some nerve, telling Daisy that he has always loved her and always will. I guess his way of showing his love is cheating on his wife, but what do I know, i am not married. I thought that Nick might be the man that would cause me to want to settle down, but after he blew me off tonight i'm not so sure. The look he gave me, it was like he never liked me or my friends. If he can't accept my popularity then we may never be able to be together. That is disappointing because he was a really nice guy. I wish he would have decided this earlier so i wouldnt have wasted my whole summer. Oh well, there will always be more men i suppose. It's to bad the summer is almost over, it provided alot of entertainment.
ReplyDelete-Jordan Baker
(Kate Basinger)
I am just in a horrible time right now; I'm not sure what I should be doing. I am stuck between two guys whom I love and they both mean the world to me. Yes, I have always been in love with Gatsby since the moment that I laid eyes on him so long ago. Yet Tom has always been there for me through the years, and what would my family think if they found out that I didn’t want Tom anymore and wanted to leave him for "new money". They might be quite disappointed in me. Gatsby has been an amazing man, which I am very glad I have got to see again. It is life changing, but it has been a very difficult time trying to sneak around with him and hide it from Tom and everyone else.
ReplyDeleteAs I think about it although Tom does not deserve me, he has cheated on me for the longest time and not even care how it makes me feel. If he knew that I had been cheating on him he would not put up with it. Yet, he can cheat on me behind my back day in and day out. My whole situation is very upsetting and tough for me to deal with. Hopefully I will be able to come out of it making the right decision.
-Daisy
(Julia Cooper)
Today was a terrible day I feel really green after going hunting in the woods where there happened to be hundreds of rabid prairie dogs that were hungry for human flesh. I knew I should not have gone alone; they were over whelming it was a truly outrageous battle. At first I saw nothing; it was a nice calm morning out in the field. I heard rustling and then the prairie dogs made a formation as if they were ambushing me. I had to think quickly, they were as fast as lightning. They were jumping thirty or so feet in the air. I was shooting them one by one. I swore I got all of them. Until one sneaky little devil happened to just nibble on my toe. I screamed in agony as he tried to scurry away then I shot the little bugger. I rushed home and went to the doctor luckily they saved me. I feel so under the weather right now. Who would have thought that there were such of things as super mutant prairie dogs? Looks like I’m eating nothing but prairie dog for a while. Oh yeah I forgot to mention my wife is dead.
ReplyDelete(George)
Dusty Lenhart
I feel like my wife has been up to something lately. I wasn’t suspicious of anything at first because she said she was just visiting family but the other day something weird happened. My wife came home with a bruised face. I asked her what happened and she said I fell down some stairs. I also found a dog leash in her drawer and I can`t think for the life of me why she would have that. I confronted her about it and she said she bought it for a friend. I don’t believe that one bit I know something is up but what am I supposed to do? She has been growing away from me and I don’t know why. I`ll admit things haven’t been exciting between us anymore but she`s my wife and I love her I will do whatever it takes to get her back to normal. I think the only option is to go west like she always dreamed of. I just need to get the money to get out there. Maybe I can finally convince that Tom guy to sell me his car. I know he`s kind of a prick but hey moneys money.
ReplyDeleteOh my God! I can`t believe my sweet myrtle is dead. My wife is gone forever what am I going to do. We were going to go out west and be happy again. I knew she was up to something but I never knew it was going to end up like this. The dog leash the bruises what has my poor Myrtle gotten herself into. My God how could this have happened to me, how could this have happened to Myrtle? What was she doing when she wasn’t with me? That car, why did she run up to it? Why wouldn’t he stop? I will find out why and they are going to have to answer for what they did. I will do whatever it takes to get revenge for my wife nothing else matters to me anymore. My garage, going west, nothing, nothing except for my poor wife. The police aren’t going to take care of it I know they won`t care about me, a poor man like me. No, only I can do what needs to be done. I will find who was driving that car, not matter what.
ReplyDeleteI died today. Oh yes, a quick painless death. But still gruesome nonetheless.
ReplyDeleteIt all started when that mangy rat of a husband I have decided to lock me in the room above the garage because he had caught wind of my sneaking around. It's about time he found out. He said he was going to force me to move out west with him, whether I liked it or not. The nerve he has.
Anyway, as I was being held hostage, my dearest Tom drove up. And for the first time I spotted his little wife. She wasn't as dainty looking as I had expected, but I still hated her all the more. I wanted to run down and jump on top of Tom right in front of her, maybe then she'd finally leave him alone and we could be together. But they left before I had the chance to break free.
As I watched them drive off I had this overwhelming feeling. The sad feeling of having to say goodbye, and soon it would be goodbye forever. I couldn't let that happen. So with the driving force of my rage and determination, I pounded and screamed so violently on the door that it forced George to come check on me to make sure I wasn't hurting myself. The second he did I took my chance to run downstairs. Down there, we fought our hearts out, or at least I did while George sat there with his head down, just taking my beating. It was the most pathetic thing I had ever seen. And just at the heat of the moment, she drives in. But this time, I wasn't going to let them get away without giving them a peice of my mind. So I ran out to stop them, and that's when it happened.
I heard the squealing tires and saw the swirving car. And then came the darkness. The cold, black darkness. And it was like nothing mattered anymore. I saw the crowd of people surround my lifeless body, and I simply watched as they wheeled me away. I didn't know where to go, so I'll just stay here until the end of the story so I can still talk even though I'm dead.
Dangerously Deadly,
Myrtle Wilson
(Hannah Stanley)
I am so ashamed; I killed a young, innocent lady today. I’m sure all of you have heard about Myrtle Wilson’s death. I feel terrible about it, but it wasn’t on purpose, it was a mere accident. I was so upset from the fight at the hotel, I was just so flustered… and when I hit her, Gatsby wouldn’t let me stop, and obviously I kept going. I just wish I knew what was going through that poor women’s head when she ran up to us in the car, poor Myrtle. I didn’t know her, might have heard of her a couple of times though. I have noticed that every time her name is brought up to Tom he changes the subject, maybe it’s just because he doesn’t want to see me suffer, I don’t know. Speaking of Tom, we have decided to work things out and be together. I do love Gatsby, but he is not the man I thought he was. He is a lying and deceitful man and I do not want my daughter or myself involved with him anymore. Although his intentions were good, he could have used other ways to get his money, he just took the lazy way out of it. Anyways, Tom wants to talk to me so I’ve got to get going. Goodbye!
ReplyDelete-Daisy
How could of I been so blind? While I was trying to get so far away from Daisy, and her nagging, she was off with that damned Gatsby! The way they stare at each other makes me sick. That disgrace of a man thinks he actually has a chance with my Daisy? His money is fake for Christ sake! He’s a damn bootlegger and no one believes me! I know for a fact that his money is fake just as the man behind the name, Gatsby. She doesn’t really love Gatsby and I know it. No matter what happens she will always come back to me, I mean come on I am Tom Buchanan, the richest man in the egg villages. Gatsby can try all his antics to try to convince Daisy, but I have control over her and I always will. That fool has no hope of winning over her heart, especially since I own it. Gatsby just needs to pack up his things and get far, far, away from here before I finally bust him for his bootlegging and he roots in jail like that bastard deserves. It’s such an insult to me that he actually thought he had a chance of taking “Tom Buchanan’s” girl.
ReplyDeleteTom Buchanan
(Wyatt Marshall)
How could Tom show up to the garage with that tramp in his backseat? I thought he loved me. Everything is crashing down on me..my husband plans to take me out West. I suspect he knows about me and Tom. I don't care though, i want to be with Tom. I just do not understand why he would bring his wife here. Is he here to hurt me like this? It isn't fair. After all those times and nights we've spent together. Maybe if I go out to the car to speak with him...no, I shouldn't. I can barely move and a shiver starts to run down my body. Just to see his wife, so beautiful, so....not me.
ReplyDeleteOh how I love Tom Buchanan. His fame, his personality, his charming ways and not to mention all of his lovely money. He spoils me and treats me like a princess while my husband on the other hand pays me no mind. He doesn't even look at me or spend money on me. All he cares about is his business and wether or not we're making enough money. I would love to leave that scumbag for Tom. I know for a fact he would leave his wife to be with me....he just hasn't done it yet. I feel bad for her, she obviously is not doing her job as a wife while I on the other hand gets Tom' attention. He loves me I'm sure of it. Whenever I am with him i feel like I am important. At our parties I feel rich for once. I, for a moment, forget that i live in a garage in an ash heap of a town. Its the money I love the most. Just the other day I asked Tom for a cute little puppy and sure enough he bought one for me. I have him wrapped around my finger.
-Myrtle Wilson
(Gracia Cooper)
I think my husband suspects that I am having an affair with someone. It makes sense; I am never home on the weekends. Although I say that I am going to visit my sister, I do not think that he believes it one bit. He knows that I do not get along with my sister at all. When we are together, we do nothing but yell at each other and disagree with what the other has to say. Only recently has this been an issue. Last weekend when I said that I was going to see her, he told me that he did not want me to go and wanted to spend some time with me. I said that I had to go, she really needed me. I did not really go to see my sister; I really went and spent the weekend with Tom in our apartment. I promised George that I would spend the next weekend with him. That brings us to today. It is Sunday afternoon, and we have not done anything exciting this weekend yet. Something is wrong with George, and I am not quite sure what it could be. He has acted like I am the worst person he has ever met in his life, and he refuses to talk to me. He told me this morning that on I had to stay in our apartment and I was not to leave until Tuesday, which is when we are apparently moving far, far away from New York…
ReplyDeleteMyrtle Wilson
(Nissa Low)
So…yeah it is safe to say that my problems are pretty much solved and there is nothing to tie this to me. So what if I told George Wilson where Gatsby lived. So what I told him it was his car that hit and killed Myrtle he doesn’t need to know Daisy was the one driving. It was Gatsby’s car so it is Gatsby’s fault. But I mean I don’t even really need to even blame Gatsby because George took care of that for me. I knew he was delusional and was set out for revenge. But, I couldn’t have any of this nonsense being tied to Daisy. She just couldn’t handle that. Our marriage is under enough stress as it is. With both of our affairs and all but now I guess you could consider it even. She killed my mistress and I theoretically was at fault for Gatsby’s death. So we both killed our significant others and now we just have each other. In a way I guess you could say that this whole incident brought us closer together. She has me and I have her and now we both have nothing to worry about but our daughter. That’s the way it should have been all along but, that is how it is now and how I intend to keep it.
ReplyDeleteI was joined by Nick and Jay at the Buchanan's today. It was a little harrowing to me; I mean why would Daisy want Jay anywhere near her husband? I swear sometimes that girl just does not think! To make matters even more uncomfortable it happened to be the hottest day of the year. (But this gave me a chance to show off a new outfit of mine which I have designed with my manager "Cool Gear for women" By Jordan Baker. I figured I needed more publicity, and what better way than to start an athletic line of clothing for women!)
ReplyDeleteAnyway, like I said it was extremely hot! Not even two full rounds of golf could make me sweat as much as I did that day. It was not just the atmosphere that was heating up, Daisy and Jay seemed to be getting pretty cozy, under Tom's roof none the less. I believe it was the phone call Tom received that set Daisy off. You could feel the furry in her eyes, and see how it distorted that beautiful face of hers.
Aggravated, Daisy suggested we do something, so we went into town. Tom drove Jay's car and Jay drove Tom's (What did Tom have up his sleeve?) When we left East Egg and arrived at the gas station I had this strange feeling that I was being watched, I was not able to find out what or who gave me the feeling though...
When we all decided to get a room at The Plaza things really began to heat up! (And no I am not talking about the heat). Tom called Daisy out on her affair with Gatsby and the tension mounted. Nick and I attempted to slip out into the hall many times (I wanted a room to ourselves) but Tom refused to let us leave. I felt terrible for Daisy, how dare Tom make her feel like scum while he is doing the exact same thing. He just wants all of the attention, I hate that man.
When all the hustle and bustle finally ended, Tom told Daisy to leave with Gatsby. I have never seen a more confused woman in my life. She half-heartedly looked as if she wanted to be with Jay, and looked as if she wanted to run into Tom's arms and forget the whole incident. Although, Daisy left in Jay's car and Tom, Nick and I took Tom's coupe. I can guarantee I was not the only one confused. On the very awkward, very silent ride home we came upon an accident back at George Wilson's garage. Low and behold his wife had been run over! It was such an ugly situation; I just wanted to get home.
After Tom talked with George we headed back to East Egg. I tried my best to think less of Myrtle's death and more of Nick. He did not seem very interested and when I asked him to come in at Daisy's he refused, so I sauntered up the stairs, attempting to conceal my tears.
Daisy was locked up in her room and I had had enough fighting for the night so I slowly drove home thinking about Nick... he seemed to be changing, and I do not like it.
I might as well forget men, and focus on my golf game and new clothing line, there's something positive! If you wish to check out some of my products, click the link below.
Single and ready to mingle,
Jordan Baker
(Emily Euans)
http://www.forehergolf.com/
I have come up with a master plan to finally rid of Gatsby! I finally have a plan to get him out of Daisy’s life, my life, out of the egg villages, and out of existence! He needs to be punished for the acts he has portrayed as of recently. My plan is I am going to take advantage of Mr. Wilson’s anger from the death of his wife. As I have been told many times the death of Myrtle was all Daisy’s fault, because she was the one driving; I knew women couldn’t drive. But my plan is to pin the death on Gatsby to clear Daisy’s name. I have discussed this with Daisy and she is slightly ok with this idea of pinning the death on Gatsby. But what I have not told her is I plan on ridding of Gatsby altogether; sending him to his grave! So I left Mr. Wilson some clues that Gatsby was the killer of Myrtle, in hope he would connect them to Gatsby. I also left a handgun in his office desk, just so he knew he had a gun. Then once Mr. Wilson made the connection, he would have a rage of anger over come him and kill Gatsby! So I will no longer have to deal with him ever again. I’ll put that damned man out of his misery and where he belongs. In the ground!
ReplyDeleteTom Buchanan
(Wyatt Marshall)
(As of Chapter 8)
ReplyDeleteDear Journal,
Although I was not there to see it happen, I now know that Jay Gatsby is a dead man. I had just come home from after work and heard a noise. I rushed over to Jay’s house and apparently my running was the first thing to startle the men who were already there. How had they not given any attention to such a loud commotion?
Anyways, when I arrived, there he was. Mr. Gastby had been shot by Mr. George Wilson. Apparently, George found out that it was Gatsby who had been “driving” the car that hit and killed his wife. And apparently his grief was intense enough to end his own life after shooting Gatsby.
I don’t understand people anymore. I mean, sure, Myrtle had been cheating on George with Tom, but that wasn’t a good enough reason for George to just off himself. I don’t see why he felt it proper to take out his grief-stricken anger on Gatsby. There could have been a better way at dealing with it, but what’s done is done.
I’m going to have to attend a funeral for Gatsby sometime soon. I hope Daisy won’t have too much of a fit with it. Although I’ve noticed recently that she and Tom are confiding in each other more than they did before. Let’s hope there are no more problems with all of this mess.
Nick Carraway
(Kurt Reed)
Gatsby's dead. They had him killed. He was the most genuine man I think I have ever met, and they had him killed for their mistakes. I should have known that night when I left Tom's house. They spoke quietly, almost conspiratorially. But, it seems they were indeed conspiring. Conspiring against this man honestly in love. Conspiring against Gatsby, a man so bent on doing whatever it was that would protect Daisy. Ironically, it seems, his death is doing just that. Tom and Daisy made sure of that, via George Wilson. Such a heinous thing, really; they robbed Gatsby of the knowledge that his death would protect his love. He really was better than the lot of them... I've never been more disgusted in my life. I'm sure the killing will be dismissed as the car was found in Gatsby's home, the one that hit Myrtle Wilson. Especially with George offing himself in the yard not too far away. No shame with these people, I tell you. All the money and the status, and still no honor. No shame. I'm off to find a substance to drown in...
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway (Sean M.)
I took care of Gatsby's funeral after the media had had their fun snooping about his residence. His father, Mr.Gatz had come down from the North, unsteady with surprise and grief. He seemed taken aback by his son's success. Then, through all the grief, proud of the man he'd become. It was depressing, as I'd almost believed that Gatsby didn't have any parents at all. He never spoke of them except to tell me he had no family. He didn't even have any pictures of them. But it seemed Gatsby was kind to his father. I learned more about Gatsby from his father in a single conversation, than I had in months of being his neighbour. And yet, I respected him all the more for it. I discovered how he disciplined himself to become who he was, purely to win Daisy's heart. But the truly tragic thing was the lack of people at his funeral. A man who's home held such great life, such splendor that would make royalty jealous, would be so alone in death. Splendor gained to impress the very people that would conspire to have him killed to save their own skin. Daisy and Tom had their justifications, but all they'll ever be is cowards with money. The civilized with no humanity. Gatsby was what made the east exciting for me, and Daisy killed it to retreat back into her fortune. I want to leave this place now, I've never felt so bitter in my life.
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway (Sean M.)
Today is the day that I am going to kill Gatsby. I know he did it now for sure because that Tom fellow came by and told me. Sure I had to get it out of him but that was all a show on his part. He wanted to tell me I am sure he has a personal query with Gatsby as well. All I have to do is keep waiting for this Michelangelo fellow to leave. I was looking out the window earlier; I was looking at the eyes of T.J eckelburg. Michelangelo thinks it`s just an advertisement but no it`s much more than that. Those are the eyes of God the eyes that pass judgment on us all. The eyes that watched my wife run off and live her second life and the eyes that watched Gatsby take her life away. Now it is my turn to be judged, my turn to do the damage. I will not sit here in this gas station and rot away, I will not move on from this. I lived only for my wife and now she is gone, and now I will get my revenge.
ReplyDeleteI walked to Gatsby’s in a state of delirium. I ordered a sandwich and a coffee but neither ate nor drank it, I`m not sure why that’s kind of stupid. When I got to Gatsby`s I watched him, watched him at his mansion living his life of rich and joyous parties, too much money to even know what to do with it. He doesn’t know what it`s like to be poor to have to wake up every morning and work hard and still barely make enough to support your wife and give her what she wants. But that’s all over now for me and him. I am going to end his perfect life and then I can finally put an end to my pathetic, tiring, and overall bleak existence. There`s nothing for me to live for anymore and as far as I see it he doesn’t deserve his life anymore.
ReplyDeleteThe one day... The one damn day that I use my pool this year, and I get shot in it! All I was doing was lounging on my floaty, and the next thing I know, blood is permeating the water. Surely it is not my blood, I thought to myself, then I turned my floaty around and saw George Wilson holding the cold, metal, extinguisher of life which was my demise. As my took my dying breath George aimed the gun at himiself and took away another person from the world population. Now, as I sit next to my old sport, God, I think to myslef, that my entire life was wasted on a woman whom contained no feelings of true passion for me. I talked to George Wilson after he killed us both, and he said that he thought I killed Myrtle, and thats why he shot me! I was pretty pissed at first, but its all good, there are way better looking girls than Daisy in Heaven. Old Sport.
ReplyDelete-Trevor Murray (Gatsby)
I just have to say that your humor and vivid use of vocabulary make me smile. Bravo Trevor.
DeleteToday was the day that my husband and I were moving to New York. I was not on board with his crazy idea, but I did not really have much of a choice. He had locked me in our apartment and refused to let me out. I really wanted to go see Tom before I had to leave, but I did not think that was an option. I would have liked to tell him that I would not be able to see him anymore. Although I did not agree, I did think it was for the better. Right as we were about to leave, he started a fight with me. He started yelling at me for what appeared to be no good reason. I later found out that he had found out that I had been having an affair with someone behind his back. He was irate. He was screaming and yelling and completely lost his mind. It kind of surprised me that it took him that long to find out about the whole thing; it had been going on for quite some time. Anyway, I got so upset that I just ran out of there. He tried to stop me, but there was no way I was turning back. I ran out into the middle of the street and I looked to my right and saw what I thought was Tom’s car. I tried to wave to him and get him to stop, but instead the person driving just kept driving. They ran right over me, and killed me instantly.
ReplyDeleteMyrtle Wilson
(Nissa Low)
Sorry
DeleteI remember the day Jay Gatsby was killed so vividly... I had just won a golf tournament and when I arrived back at my hotel Daisy called to inform me that she and Tom have decided to stay together and raise Pammy together as they should have been doing from the beginning. Daisy also informed me that she was leaving her elegant East Egg home, she had no idea where they would end up but she said she could not tolerate being anywhere near Jay's home, and her wonderful yet unhappy memories of her evenings spent with him.
ReplyDeleteHow are Nick and I you ask? I am sorry to say that our small fling ended, and I had not seen or heard from him since the awful evening Myrtle Wilson was killed, until I ran into him in Chicago. He looked gloomy but handsome as ever that afternoon, and it brought back all the lovely memories we had spent together... Although, I am afraid I was quite rude to him, but I somewhat feel that he deserved it. Anyway, I had a new beau by then, and we were to be married that summer. I met him on the driving range a few months earlier and it was instant love. He asked for my hand, and I said yes in a heartbeat. I have learned from example that pining away for someone can kill you...
What's happening in my life now you wonder? Well my clothing line has taken off; I now have stores worldwide in France, England, and Ireland. I got married in July, and Pammy was my flower girl! Tom and Daisy seemed happier than I have ever at my wedding, it is really amazing how heartache can bring some people closer...
Wishing Tom, Daisy, and Nick the best,
Jordan B. Hastings
(Emily Euans)
What was my life? I suppose I spent most of it pursuing Daisy. Every party and every dime I “earned” was only a guise to attract her. The parties meant nothing. I held onto the hope that Daisy would show up to one of my gatherings, but alas, it was not so. I entertained and spoke to so many people on those shallow nights, yet, I never met anyone. Even as the incessant music permeated the gala, and my convivial guests danced their nights away, my eyes were always focused on the door with the hope that Daisy would walk through it and oblige me to take in her radiance. I suppose those parties were all in vain. In the end, Daisy did not even come to my wake; neither did any person besides Nick Carraway, and my father. My father is a man I wish I would have treated better. I had not spoken to him in two years, and I never got the chance to tell him how much I cared. Maybe if I wasn’t so focused on my enigmatic ventures, and instead paid more attention to what really mattered, I would have had no regrets in life. One of my biggest regrets in life is how I treated Nick Carraway. From the moment I met Nick, I only viewed him as a conduit for me to get to Daisy. Nick was probably the only friend I ever had, but I was too stupid to realize it in time to make amends.
ReplyDelete-Trevor Murray(Gatsby)
For anyone wanting a Great Gatsby T-shirt!!! :)
ReplyDeletehttp://g4tsby.onlineshirtstores.com/
I can't believe Gatsby is dead! Jay Gatsby dead in his own pool, how cruel. Wilson killed himself along with Gatsby what a sad way to end of this wonderful season. I sure believe Tom has something to do with this. This whole situation of Daisy killing Myrtle and George freaking out that his wife was cheating on him and now she is dead. Tom just can't man up to anything, that his perfect little life isn't all that perfect. I guess my life isn't all that perfect either. I mean sure I have had a great golf season, and been traveling the world but how can I be getting married. How could Nick drop me from his life and now marrying this man I haven't really know for awhile. I guess life has its own mysteries. I was happy to see Nick at the hotel and him open up to me, but so sad I'm going have to leave my life I've always known behind. Everything just seems so unreal anymore to me. This whole summer thinking I was in love with Nick, Daisy and Tom having affairs, Gatsby coming back into Daisy lives and becoming part of ours and all of the tragic deaths. I just don't know what to think about this summer. All I can say it sure had it's ups and downs. One regret I have is not going to Gatsby funeral but the biggest regret was not being able to get Nick to love me back and wanna stay here in New York with me. I guess he is a man fit for the West. Well goodbye my fellow bloggers, I will be busy planning my wedding and my new life!
ReplyDeleteJordan Baker
Ashlyn King
(Before Death)
ReplyDeleteI just don’t know what to do with myself. How could Myrtle do these things to me? I know I’m not rich, but was it really that bad? I remember just before she got killed she had gotten into an argument with me. I don’t even remember what it was about, it all just happened so fast. One minute she was screaming at me and the next she was on the pavement. Torn open because of a car had hit her without even remotely trying to stop. Just as I thought that we were going to move west. I was hoping that we were going to be able to make it work, but it looks like that’s not going to happen. To be honest I don’t even know why I am even typing in this blog. I guess I just need to vent out my feelings. One of the things I really don’t get is why the car had to speed off. It just baffles me knowing that there are cruel people in this world that do horrible things, and not even care about it. Sometimes I feel as if I’m the only sane person in this world.
(George)
Dusty Lenhart
(Before Death)
ReplyDeleteToday was an interesting day. I had a couple of guests over. Michaelis came over, he is good man with good intentions, but he does not get what I’m going through. He thinks that Myrtle buying a very expensive dog collar is normal. How is that normal? We don’t even own a dog. Unless she is living out some sort of awkward fantasy, but I don’t think that it’s normal. I then told him that I had a way that I might be able to track down the person in the yellow car. He thought I was being morbid. I still wonder what Myrtle was thinking when she ran in the middle of the road. Even if you think you know someone you shouldn’t just run into the middle of the road like a crazy maniac. She made a stupid mistake and the cost was her life. Not all the blame is on her, the person driving the yellow car should’ve stopped. Tom came over later after that and informed me who the driver was. He goes by the name of Gatsby and lives in West Egg. I plan on going to West Egg and ask around for the man. When I find out where he lives he’s going to regret ever hitting my precious Myrtle. This will be my last blog due to a “vacation” so I’ll see you on the far side.
George
(Dusty Lenhart)
I stayed up all night at Daisy’s, and nothing happened. She came back to her room, stared at me for a minute, and then turned off her light. I sulked home and sat on my porch. The next morning Nick came over, boy was I glad to see him. Over the past few weeks he had become the only levelheaded person left, the only one that I could really talk to. He told me I should go away, what an idiot! Didn’t he know that I was just about to get Daisy? She was bound to come over today or the next, just to get away from that brute Tom. And we’d be married soon anyways! Yes, silly, silly Nick. But I was feeling somewhat depressed, and we’d become close friends, so I decided to tell him who I really was. About Jay Gatz the poor soldier, and apprentice to Dan Cody. The Jay Gatz who got mixed up with a rich girl, who wanted her because he wasn’t supposed to have her. Nick stayed for a while, and we had a smoke. I invited him over for a swim, but he said he had to go to work, but he would call me at noon.
ReplyDeleteGatsby
(Gavin Bushong)
It is nice to finally use my pool; I never knew how refreshing a swim should be. I really should have used it more often… I can’t believe Daisy hasn’t called yet, something must be holding her up. I hope Tom didn’t put all those silly ideas into her head, he is such a prick. Anyways, I really should be enjo… I think I heard something. It must be Daisy, she must be coming over. Hold on, there is a strange man walking up to me, he has on a large coat, and his hand is in his pocket. I have never seen this man before in my life, I don’t even know how he got in my house, I mean don’t I have bodyguards! The man is now yelling that I killed his wife and had an affair with her. He has the upper ground, literally since I am in the pool. I yell back, “I never knew your wife, and I don’t even know who you are!” The man now reaches into his pocket and pulls out a gun, points it right at my face and is yelling “you sick bastard, say that to my face.” Now I’m petrified, but decide the best thing to do is to swim calmly towards him and try to talk it out, since I am quite personable. I started walking towards him slowly and counting each step in my mind. One, two, thr... In a split second i heard the loud bang and...
ReplyDeleteToday Wilson came over to the house. I could tell it made Daisy uncomfortable. I went to talk to him but I knew what he had come for. I told him the truth. Gatsby ran over his wife like a wild animal. He did not even stop. He just kept diving on. I was just as made as he was but I could tell what he was going to do. I was not going to stop him though. Gatsby was a bad man; I could tell when I first saw him. Now that he is dead I do not have to worry about daisy leaving me. We will be together till death do us part, as it should. That is part of the sanctity of marriage. To be with the person you love for the rest of your life. I think me and Daisy are going to move away for a while. Until this all blows over. I am going to talk it over with her in the morning. Maybe we will go to Europe. It is nice and far away from any of this business. I hope that I never have to hear about this Gatsby affair ever again.
ReplyDeleteCan anything else happen this summer? We have had people fall in love, fall out of love, and had a woman get hit by a car. What else could possibly happen, though i probably just jinxed us, knock on wood. It was somewhat of a shock seeing Daisy and Tom's marital problems out in the open like that. They have always been good at hiding it when there were witnesses around. When we finally got back from our crazy night we were just sitting in Daisy's house staring at eachother wondering what to do next. Tom had a look of grief on his face. But mixed in with his grief there was a subtle look of triumph on his face. Like he knew that he could always persuade Daisy to come back to him. Daisy needs to stop listening to that mans lies and get a backbone. She needs to stand up for herself. She could do so much better then him. She needs to learn from me, i finally stood up to Nick, I am not going to take any more of his crap. My head is spinning because i has been so crazy lately. I really hope nothing else happens for a while, i have had to much drama already.
ReplyDeleteSo, something strange happened today; George Wilson came over and he was acting so Ludacris! Of course, I didn’t know it was him at first but when I found out I didn’t know what to do. He and Tom talked for a little while and when he came back in he looked really stressed out. Soon after that Tom declared that we were going to get away for a while, which is awesome! He has gotten so sweet since he found out about Gatsby and I. He talks to me more, we have more one on one time and he takes me places! I’m getting kind of anxious though, I feel like I should wire Gatsby and inform him of my decision to stay with Tom; poor guy probably thinks I still want him. I also think about how he is doing, well not only Gatsby but Nick and Jordan too. Tom keeps me off the phone as much as possible, probably because he wants us to work on our relationship instead of everyone else, he’s just so sweet! All in all, maybe this huge fight between Tom and Gatsby was a good thing, I realized I belong with Tom and Gatsby just needs to move on! Anyways, if anyone talks to Nick, Jordan, or Gatsby please tell them to give me a call I have much to talk about with them!
ReplyDeleteLove, Daisy!
So much seems to have happened in a short time. Gatsby’s death has brought about quite a stir out of everyone. However, I have yet to hear of one person actually going to his funeral. Well, except for Nick. Nick seems to be the only one who actually cared about the man outside of his ability to throw a wild party. I saw nick in town a few days ago too. He was so rude as to not even shake my hand. I think he was mad about my involvement with Myrtle and the whole Gatsby situation. I cannot believe he would defend Gatsby. The man is a low life and a murderer, but I guess Nick is just strange like that. I will be a lot happier when we finally get into our new house. It will be peaceful, no nonsense, and no Gatsby to try and take away my Daisy. I Hope he likes his lonely funeral because none of his extravagant parties, his illegal businesses, or his “oxford” education got him a single friend to morn him. I guess it is true what they say. You always get what is coming to you.
ReplyDeleteI came as soon as I heard the gunshots. But it was too late. The only thing I found when I got there were two bodies. I figured Wilson would be upset aboout his wife dying, who wouldn't, but I never thought he would take things that far. I mean Gatsby was not even the one who hit her. But I guess he didn't know that. I just want to know what drove him to kill himself after he killed gatsby. I could only think that he thought he was going to be alone forever, but dosn't he have family? or friends? why were they not there to comfort him in his time of need? Now people will only remember him as a murderer. I wouldnt want to live in a cell the rest of my life, but I would never commit suicide. But I guess Wilson's will was not strong enough to withstand all the drama of the last day or so. But Gatsby didn't really deserve to die, he did nothing wrong (that day) he was just thinking about daisy (as usual). He should have taken my advice I gave him earlier that day, he should have gotten away while he could.
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway
(Richard Reese)
(As of Chapter 9)
ReplyDeleteDear Journal,
I write to you from my trip home. Over the past few days, so much has happened and I can’t bear to live in my house anymore. For starters, Wilson, the man who owned the garage, found out that it was Gatsby’s car that hit and killed his wife. And then the poor son-of-a-bitch offed himself. I had to help with the proceedings for Gatsby’s funeral. The poor sport didn’t even see him coming…
Daisy never called or sent flowers for Gatsby. But his father, Mr. Gatz, showed up. He was a nice, old man that was very sentimental when he spoke about his son. He even carried around Gatsby’s old schedule.
The whole damn thing was just depressing. I wore this old getup to the funeral: (http://www.tangosdresshire.ie/funeraljacket.jpg) Only three people showed up for the burial, and then good ol’ Owleyes showed up to show his condolences. Hell, even Wolfshiem didn’t show up! I went to talk to him after it and he said he couldn’t bear to see an old friend dead. I can respect that.
I met with Jordan just the other day. Turns out she got engaged to some man I don’t know. Figures.
I also met up with Tom and inquired why he had told George about the accident. He said that Wilson had held a gun to his head and threatened to kill him if he didn’t tell him who killed his wife. Daisy had no comment on the matter
But that’s all in the past now. I’ll always remember Gatsby, though. He was too interesting of a man to ever forget…
Nick Carraway
(Kurt Reed)
I can't believe it. I just can't believe it one bit. Tom's little slut of a wife killed me. Killed me and ran. I knew I should've got to her when I saw her at the garage the first time. If only I'd have beat down the door instead of the window. Ooooh what I woulda done if I had just gotten my hands on her. Then we'd really know who's blood would be spilt. And I'd be man (or woman) enough to not run away. In fact, I'd be quite proud to take credit for the tragedy. She's the reason my dearest Tom and I couldn't be together. She's who kept us apart and kept him locked up all the time. My poor Tom. I hate the woman. Her selfish ways disgust me, and I blame myself for not getting her out of the picture sooner. Everything could be different now. I'd have Tom all to myself. And I most definitely would not be spending the rest of my days in this hell hole (literally). If only. But now, looking down, I wish with all my heart and soul that she shall pay for murdering me. This will not go unpunished, revenge is coming and it's coming soon. I can feel it.
ReplyDeleteMyrtle Wilson
(Hannah)
I dont believe it, only three people showed up for Gatsby's funeral. Me, His father, and that strange owel eyed fellow I met in the library of one of his parties. Daisy didnt even show up. I doubt she even knows he died. Tom didnt even care. He said he got what was coming to him. I really dont like that man. I tried to get in contact with wolfsheim through telephone and letter, but only got a response from the letter saying he couldnt come. I went to him in New York one day and he actually started to tear up. But he said he cant really be seen in public so he couldnt go. If he was friends enough with Gatsby to make him cry, then he should have gone to the funeral. His father just showed up one day at his house. I didnt know how to contact him, but he said Gatsby was in the chicago newspaper.He stayed with me, mourning until the funeral procession. We were very somber at Gatsby's funeral as he was lowered into his grave. Rest in Peace Jay Gatsby. Though not many people knew you well, you will be missed. You were worth the whole Damn bunch put together.
ReplyDeleteNick Carraway
(Richard Reese)
I can't believe it. He is really dead, Gatsby is gone. Although I did not want him and that I decided that I would stick with Tom because he is a wonderful man that I would not be able to imagine living life without, I’ll miss Gatsby just the same. There was no way that I would be going to his funeral though, Tom would not allow it. The actions that all came to me so quickly in these past days will take me a while to forget, to move on and forget about the past. When I ran over Myrtle I couldn’t even think straight. Why she would run out in front of a moving vehicle would never phase me and I would never understand it. So not only did I kill a woman on accident, I lost a man who wanted more than anything to be with me. It was the only day he decided to swim in that pool of his. The only one the whole entire summer when he wasn’t wrapped up in worrying about me, and the second he got in it was all over. Maybe all of this was the best. To forget the past and move on to the future. To worry about only Tom and forget Gatsby who was known by all but only loved by few. His parties will be something that will be very much missed, and now most of these people won’t even know who he is or in better terms who he was. Although everything happens and maybe it was all supposed to happen for a reason right?
ReplyDeleteLove,
Daisy
(Julia Cooper)
My dear old George took his life today. The poor thing was so upset over me that he couldn't go on any longer. So just like that, he ended his misery.
ReplyDeleteNot that I care, of course. The son of a gun probably thought he'd be able to be with me again once he did, just so he could control me and keep me his prisoner for forever. But somehow surprisingly enough to him he realized that we're in two completely different places now. And I thank God for that. He's probably up there in heaven now just searching for me like a lost puppy. Too bad I'm just chillin down here. And no matter how awful it is, I'd rather be here than stuck with him for even one more minute.
Speaking of awful, Tom's little slut got away with my murder. I should've known George was too idiotic to actually figure it out. He believes anything anyone tells him. It's disgusting. So instead he took the life of an innocent man, a good looking one at that, and Tom and his slut just ran. I thought at least Tom would've stood up for me, and put justice where it was needed. But it's okay I understand he was under a lot of pressure. And that's why he did it. He still cares about me I know it. He will always be my little pooky bear.
“Oh, My God” I repeated over and over realizing my wife is dead, but more importantly my astonishment of her infidelity. For the longest time I wondered why my lovely wife would leave town so often and leave me alone. I blame myself for all of what myrtle has done to me. Maybe if I wouldn’t have called her out on cheating on me she wouldn’t have ran out in front of that car and gotten killed, or if I was so poor then she wouldn’t have cheated on me. She has lost all respect and love for me and now she’s gone so I cannot even show her how much I truly loved her. I will find that man who did this to my wife and I will kill him.
ReplyDeleteGeorge Wilson
(Zach Reed)
Although my wife in whom I loved with all my heart is dead and gone she hopefully is in a better place. God sees everything and you can’t fool him, myrtle could do lie and hide things from me but not from god, I hope god is understanding and sees I’m to blame for this infidelity; I pushed her away with my ways and social status. I mean come on I pump gas out of the lines for a living of course my wife would be looking for some rich lad that she deserves, all in all I still love that women. I spoke to Tom today; I wanted to know who owned that yellow car that took my wife’s life. He swiftly got nervous and spatted out a man by the name of Gatsby. I thought nothing of it and was relieved I knew who it was but outraged that I now could hold up to my promise that I will find him and I would kill him.
ReplyDeleteGeorge Wilson
(Zach Reed)
I didn’t sleep for days, constantly reminded with the fact that my one love was gone out of my life, and it feels like it’s my entire fault. I shouldn’t have approached her like I did about the infidelity; I didn’t realize I made her that unhappy that she had to have an affair to be happy. It kills me inside everyday knowing I caused her to run out in front of that yellow car that could have cared less to know what they did and the problems they caused for others. That yellow car keeps coming in flash backs, I want to know exactly where to find it, tom said it belong to Gatsby in West Egg, I feel like she knew whoever was in that car driving it. A couple of months ago my wife came home from the city with some bruises on her face and her nose swollen, she had been cheating on me with a women abuser. “Oh my God” I mumbled for a few minutes rocking myself and Michaelis tried to calm me down.
ReplyDeleteAs much as I believe that god sees all then again I don’t belong to any churches, in fact I haven’t even been in one since I got married 12 years ago. All these people want me to talk to a pastor or priest to get this off my chest and help me feel better, I feel like the only thing that will make me feel better at this point is Gatsby’s blood on my hands. I found this dog leash and I’m not sure why she has it, we don’t have a dog, there has to be some reasonable explanation behind this. Then it clicked, the man in the yellow car didn’t accidently hit her, he murdered her! Before anyone new at the break of dawn I was gone out of there to get my instant revenge on the man who took my love from me. It was around 2 o’clock and I was just creeping up on Gatsby’s house after a day of travel and planning, he saw that Gatsby was in his bathing suit and getting ready for a leisurely swim, as I pulled the trigger, gun pointed at Gatsby shots ran out and flew into his defenseless body, blood filled the pool, I watched him go limp and my revenge was final. I walked out into the green grass of his mansion and pulled the trigger on myself ending my life to be with my love yet again.
ReplyDeleteGeorge Wilson
Zach Reed
I jinxed myself when i said that I had had enough drama for a while. Jay Gatsby dead. Who would have imagined, he was living the dream he always seemed so happy. I never thought he did anything wrong to deserve to be shot. Maybe some of the rumors were true and he got what he had coming, who knows. That George Wilson is crazy, to just shoot someone is unthinkable. I mean i understand that his wife was killed in a car accident but what does that have to do with Gatsby. This is going to push Daisy off the edge. Tom took her away so she has not found out yet. I don't know if she is strong enough to handle news like this. She was in love with that man, she may have loved Tom at once but she has loved Gatsby since they met. I remember having many conversations about him when we were younger in Louisville. It's just such a shame that a nice innocent man was killed. What else is going to happen next, I just want things to return to normal so i can continue my golf career.
ReplyDeleteSo Gatsby is dead, the case is dropped as an accident and there is no further investigation and the best part is I am closer to Daisy than ever. it is like we just got married all over again i bet that even if this whole mess wouldn't of happened daisy still never would have left me. But, on any note life is good now just got back from a much needed vacation and i couldn't be happier. Saw nick the other day though and he didn't seem to fond of me. He kept saying it was my fault that all of this nonsense happened, Gatsby's death and all. But, truth is i could tell George was on a mission and he wasn't going to stop until someone was dead i was simply protecting my family. I didn't own that car. It wasn't me that was driving. So why should my family be blamed. Gatsby had it coming anyway with all the "drug stores" he owned. pssh! Drug store my but. You just walk in and it smells like a flipping brewery. Yeah, ... he had it coming.
ReplyDeleteDaisy and I are thinking about moving. I'm kind of tired of this whole east egg, west egg thing. i just want to get away and be happy as could be. I think Daisy would like that. living somewhere new, new surroundings, new people. I mean everyone needs a little change now and again and i think ours is a little over due.
(After death)
ReplyDeleteAs I awoke from a cold hard table I slowly get up. I look around my
surroundings and notice people standing around with horror stricken in their faces. I notice Tom, a lot of people I was not familiar with...then I notice George. Sitting there in a chair rocking back and forth. I ask him what was wrong but no response. I walk over to Tom and ask him what's going on but the same reaction. Once again I walk over to George and touch his face. My white clammy hands go through George's face and become transparent! Dazed, I stumble
back and stare at my hands. Whats going on!? Thoughts race through my head. I look over my shoulder and notice a verity pretty girl, blood-stained and dead. Dead.... I'm dead. I whisper to myself knowing that familiarity of that body on the table.
-Myrtle Wilson
(gracia cooper)
Not knowing what to do or where to go I just start running. Mixed feelings rushing through my head. I eventually stumble upon Tom and I's grand apartment. I walk in and see all the colorful dresses he had gotten me in the past. All the champagne and liquor in their places and the furry animal rugs on the floor. All of that was gone now. No more parties, no more weekend getaways with Tom, and most importantly no more money :( I was now non-existent, no one saw me, heard me or noticed me. No one can anymore. I feel no remorse for George. He never loved me, and I did not love him. He's probably horror stricken, good. It's his fault he locked me in my room.
ReplyDelete-Myrtle Wilson
Delete(Gracia Cooper)
Boylan, the only reason I am on here is because I know this will make your phone go off and you will actually look at it.
ReplyDeleteI was wondering if instead of, for my suggested job, saying why it fits me, I show how OCIS got it completely wrong...