Dear Diary,                                         June 14, 1922

I just got settled in to my new place in West Egg. I cannot believe that I have secured a place for only $80 a month! Although my little house is humble, the house next door is massive--it looks like a castle! I cannot fathom what sort of person might live there. 

I am spending most of my time studying bonds so that I can get ahead at work, but I will take a break to visit Cousin Daisy next week. I think I was made for this place!

Dear Diary,                                                June 26, 1922 

My head...oh, how my head aches. Last night was only the second time in my life I was ever drunk. 

But worse that the effects of the alcohol...I feel like I have betrayed Daisy by being at that party, which was held for the express purpose of her husband entertaining his mistress. She's my cousin! 

I should have stood up to Tom and left. Why do I always let people bully me into things? 

Dear Diary,                                                         July 30, 1922 

I was terrified by Jordan the first time I saw her on Daisy's sofa in that white dress. Elegant, confident, and a professional athlete! However, I have been much pushed together with her due to our mutual acquaintances, and now I can even say that I am courting her. 

    I had an odd feeling the other night at dinner when she was talking about how bad a driver she is that there is something in her I do not quite trust, but in comparison with how lovely and fun she is, I am sure it isn't too serious. 

    She must be feeling rather serious towards me...she mentioned introducing me to her aunt!     

Dear Diary,                                             August 30, 1922 

I am angry. I am hurt. I am astonished. I am...oh, I have so many emotions. Last night, Gatsby's car hit and killed Myrtle. That was bad enough--but I realized when I confronted Gatsby later that it wasn't he who was driving, but Daisy, and he is protecting her by taking the blame! 

    What is driving me crazy is that they don't even seem to care about Myrtle! A woman, a human being, lost her life last night! But Gatsby is only thinking of how it will effect Daisy, and Daisy...she always just takes the easy way out, doesn't she?  And Jordan--! She thinks I am a bad boyfriend for not brushing it all off to pay attention to her!