What I was Feeling- At Gatsby's Party

    It was a crazy scene. People were everywhere and when I say everywhere I really meant it. Gatsby's mansion was enormous and there wasn't a spot without a group of people. Everyone was dressed nicely and they all seemed to be having a great time. I have always been a person to observe, and that was all I could do. There was so much going on and it was all so interesting to watch. I finally saw Gatsby and I was just confused. He was alone. Not talking to as single person. There were so many people there and he wasn't conversing with any of them! Another thing I noticed was he was not drinking. I didn't mind, but I just thought it was odd that he would allow this many people in his home and not communicate with them. He was an odd man. I had heard that about him, but I really didn't expect this. I had felt a little out of place at this party. I know I also lived in West Egg, so technically I had some money, but the majority of the people were from East Egg. They wanted to be associated with Gatsby's money, and that was the only reason why they were there. They didn't care to be friends with Gatsby. They just wanted the label of being able to attend his extravagant parties. I wasn't sure how I felt about that, but Gatsby obviously didn't mind if he continued to have the parties. I really wanted to talk to Gatsby and find out his reasoning.   This was too much for one to not have a motive behind it. After that night, I didn’t really have a desire to continue going to his parties, but I did want to learn more about the mysterious Gatsby.

What I was Thinking- During the Gathering of Daisy and Gatsby

      Gatsby arrived early, and he was a nervous wreck. When it was almost time and Daisy hadn't come yet, he said he was going to leave just because she wasn't there yet. I started to become a little nervous of the idea too now that Gatsby was acting like this. I noticed Daisy had pulled into the driveway and I went out to greet her. When we came back inside, Gatsby was gone. My heart dropped and I didn't know what to do. When I realized Gatsby had come to the door again, I felt better, but I was still lukewarm about this whole thing now. When Daisy saw Gatsby, everything stopped. She was surprised and Gatsby seemed to like it. I decided to let them be alone for awhile and see how that went. I came back to them happily talking and their initial jitters seemed to have gone away. They were laughing and casually talking about their new lives. Gatsby decided to invite Daisy over to his mansion. I couldn't help but think good things. I felt that they really did have a previous connection, and that they were meant to be together. Daisy loved the fact that Gatsby was rich now, and Gatsby enjoyed being wanted. She seemed so happy, and I was hoping that this would last forever. When the night ended, I thought about how happy I was that they met again. Daisy seemed the happiest I had ever seen her, especially without Tom by her side weighing her down. The best thing about the whole night was Gatsby. It finally seemed like he wasn't missing something. I think Daisy was that "thing" he was yearning for the first night I saw him. 

Why I- Agreed to have Daisy and Gatsby Over

    The idea seemed crazy at first, inviting Daisy, a married woman, to have tea with Gatsby. I wasn't trying to ruin any relationships, but Daisy just didn’t seem that happy with Tom.  Yes, Gatsby was a new friend of mine. I'm not sure if you could even consider us friends yet, but he was my neighbor. I wasn't completely sure about him, but he seemed alone. After the night that I watched him reaching for the green light, I felt that there was something missing inside of him. When I had brought up the idea to Gatsby, I could tell he was interested. It was one of those reactions where you know the person wants something, but they feel that it is rude to accept. Gatsby was a little apprehensive at first, but then I could really tell how excited he was. He started offering to cut my grass and I was offended at first. Was my house not good enough? I guess Gatsby wanted to make a great first impression, even if it wasn't at his home. I could tell he was already nervous when I started picking a day to do it. He was making up excuses of why he was busy. I decided to force it upon Gatsby and decide the date. When I called up Daisy, she seemed excited to come over. I didn’t tell her about Gatsby because I did not want her backing out just because she was nervous.  That night I thought about my decision. It was random, and I was a little nervous of getting in trouble with Tom. After awhile, I figured everything would be okay. I would stay with them the whole time and it wouldn't even seem like they were on a date.