Second Time Getting Drunk
It was not fun. This morning, I felt very dizzy and sick. I couldn't even walk straightly. I kept missing the entrance to my kitchen. Feeling much better now, I'll tell you about the crazy evening I had. Tom took me with him to visit his lover, Myrtle Wilson, in New York around 3 in the afternoon. When we arrived at her department, we met Myrtle's sister and another couple. Then Myrtle brought out some bottles of whiskey and things went crazy after that. Before we knew it, it was already midnight. Everyone was asleep on the sofa except Tom, Daisy and I. Though I was drunk, I was still somewhat aware of my surrounding. I saw Tom and Myrtle standing face to face, talking to each other. Their voices eventually got louder and louder. Then all of the sudden, Tom punched her in the nose, like this...

What an Awkward Night...

Earlier today, I drove over to the East Egg to visit my cousin, Daisy. Once I arrived at her house, her husband, Tom Buchanan, came out and greeted me. He introduced me to a beautiful lady named Jordan Baker, who I later found out is a golf player. The four of us ate dinner together at the round table that had been arranged with some floral scented candles. Though the setting was formal and the food was delicious, I didn't really enjoy the evening. Part of it was because their conversation bored me. During the meal, there was a phone call addressed to Tom. Miss Baker told me it was Tom's lover in New York. It didn't surprise me that such a handsome, rich and heavily built man like Tom has more than one woman. The thing that amazed me, however, was Daisy's composure. She acted calmly as if the person on the other end of the phone was some guy who Tom works with. 

How I felt during my dinner with Daisy, Tom, and Miss Baker..

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Moving to New York...

It's a beautiful morning in New York today, and I’m here at the park enjoying my lunch. I just thought I would give you guys a little update about what’s going on in my life right now. Soo, things has been crazy for me the last couple days. I had been searching for an affordable place to stay here in New York. Fortunately, I was able to find one on a part of Long Island called West Egg. It is located between two colossal buildings. The one on my right is a hugh mansion that belongs to a wealthy gentleman named Gatsby. From the window of my house, I can see the crystal clean waters of his swimming pool and the beautiful flowers in his garden. Who is this person? So far, things have been off a good start for me here. Hope things will stay that way… :P