Why I prefer Tom over George

There are so many reasons why I prefer Tom over George. One, the most obvious one of all is Tom’s money and social ranking. Also, Tom is so intelligent and capable of so much in love, even beyond what he has already achieved. George has nothing going for him besides his small car shop, which he claims is always really busy when I do not see that many costumers. Maybe if he had more customers, he would make more money and we could move up to the social class I was born to be apart of. Tom is already a part of this social class. He is the richest of the rich, while George is just average. I deserve better than average, I deserve the best. Why I ever married down is just beyond me. I also prefer Tom over George because Tom will actually put me in my place. Tom will beat me when I do something wrong, like how I did with repeating Daisy’s name and Tom broke my nose. When I messed up with George and I told him to beat me, he refused. I realized how weak and unmanly George really is by this action and it only brought me closer and more in love with Tom and his dominance. I need a real man who can take care of me and that is Tom, not George. Tom is just so much better than George. Tom is dominant and actually cares about me. That’s why he buys me all of the gifts. They are a token of his love. I deserve to be showered with lavish and wonderful gifts and George just cannot provide these for me. I deserve way better than George. Tom always calls me "his girl", does George ever call me this? No, not once. George does not appreciate me for who I am and what I bring to our lame and ordinary relationship. Tom realizes that I am better than where I am from and he still accepts. For all of these reasons and more, I know that I prefer Tom over George any second of the day. 

Why I Died

Why I died is such a complicated situation. Basically, Daisy and Gatsby left together in Tom’s car from the city back to the Buchanan’s residence. I believed that Tom was driving, since it was his car. This led me to the impulsive act to run out in front of the car in the middle of the street. I just wanted to get Tom’s attention and to talk to him. I needed to see him again. The car did not stop in time and it hit me, leading to my death. Everyone assumed that Tom was driving until Tom arrived later with Nick and Jordan in a different car. It was made known that Gatsby and Daisy were the people in the car that hit me. People blamed Gatsby for the death of me, including Tom, who was filled with rage. Later, Gatsby tells Nick that Daisy was actually the one driving and who killed me with the yellow car, but Gatsby will continue to take the blame to protect Daisy. Oh how Gatsby truly loves Daisy. At least Tom was upset by my death, this proves he had to care about me somewhat. Or that he will miss his mistress and “sneaking” around horribly. I hope it is the first. I told my husband about my affair before I got in front of the yellow car. He did not take it lightly. George had to know something before I told him, but I guess he did not. I still cannot believe that George killed Gatsby in my honor, though! George, that’s very kind of you, but you have the wrong killer!!!!! Gatsby wasn’t even my true lover, it was the rich Tom Buchanan. Daisy, my lover’s wife, was the real one who killed me, not innocent Gatsby. Oh George, what a giant mistake you have made. 

What I was feeling when I told George

When I told George about the affair I had with Tom, I was feeling so scared. I wasn't sure how he would react. At the same time, I felt a sense of relief. No more secrets. It was somewhat nice. It was the most radical and drastic thing I had ever done in my life. I was beyond nervous, but I told him with confidence. I knew I was better than George and that Tom was on my social level. I was so nervous but confident at the same time, it was beyond bizarre. When you know you are talking to people below you, you feel extremely powerful and in charge. This is how I felt when I told George about the affair. I knew I had all the control. Telling him freed me, I felt like a new person capable of anything, the same way that Tom made me feel. All Tom had to do now was tell his wife and try to get her to go against her religion and divorce him so we could be together. This thought filled me with so much joy. I began to day dream about our new life and became over filled with happy emotions of George and I being together. I did not even realize that George was screaming at me. When George started to scream at me I did not know how to react. I was frightened, I had never seen this side of him. At the same time, it was new and refreshing seeing this side of George. I became scared and the sense of confidence I had when I told him vanished from thin air, I felt so vulnerable and weak. I wanted to get out of there. I felt terrified and overwhelmed, so I ran out in the road and everyone knows that happened next.  

What I was feeling when I cheated on George

Oh I was feeling so much when I cheated on George with Tom. I was feeling like a new person, like I had a new lifestyle. Tom had that affected on me. He made me feel like I was actually important and that I mattered in life and could make a difference. I felt rich, elegant, loved, accepted, and magnificent. I was beyond happy with Tom. Just being around him made me feel special. Tom loves me and I love him. We would both leave our significant others, but divorce is not much of an option, unfortunately. But I know what we have is real love, how could it not be. Cheating on George gave me a new rush of adrenaline, that not even Tom could give me. It was a rush I have never felt before and loved to  feel again. Being with Tom and the cheating itself made me feel alive. I felt like I had a purpose in life, even if it was a bad one. Tom made me feel like I was a young girl once again and all my wishes could come true, without a fear in the world. He made me feel safe, this was probably due to his extreme money and wealth. I knew he could get me out of any situation because he loved me so much (and he had lots of money and political power). I felt like I was capable of so much more than just a mundane life with George. I belong with someone who was like me and shared the same mindset and goals. Tom and I had this connection. We felt the same way towards money and social status, it meant everything. Cheating on George, my husband, with Tom, my lover, made me feel like I was becoming who I always knew I was meant to be. He made me feel complete.

What I was thinking when I met Tom

My first thought when I saw Tom Buchanan, which I eventually learned that this was his name, on the train was that this man was the way out of the slums I live in. I knew that I deserved to live in the rich lifestyle, not the tragic run down life I live and this mysterious man on the train was the answer. I knew that I was born for better things and just got unlucky. I saw Tom as a way out of this. That’s what I was thinking when I met him on the train. I was going to see my sister and spend the night in the city. On the train, there was only two seats left, so I took one of them and a handsome well-dressed man took the other. I could tell that he had money lots of money due to the clothing he wore. I came to the conclusion that this man was the answer to all my hopes and dreams of living the rich lifestyle. When we got into the station, he was so close to me. I thought that maybe I should call the cops since he was so close, but I realized that would be foolish and he could see right through me. I knew this man must be well educated, unlike my husband. I got into the taxi with him, but I did not even realize it was a taxi.. I was so deep in thought about how stylish and elegant this man appeared. I did not even realize he never said his name or even a “Hello”. I was just so deep in thought about all the things this man could provide for me. I could tell me was into me too or else he would not have talked to me so much and kept following me. While I was with him in the taxi all I could think about was, “You can’t live forever; you can’t live forever”. This is what what kept me interested in him. The thoughts of a new lifestyle was all the motivation I needed to keep in touch with this mysterious man on the train. 

What I was thinking when I kept saying "Daisy"

What was I thinking when I kept repeating Daisy’s name around Tom?! Now I have a broken nose and extremely hurt feelings. I cannot believe he would actually punch me! Actually, I kind of can, he is an extremely tough, strong-tempered guy. But he is so sweet, after all, he did buy me a puppy. If he bought me a puppy, he must love me. Even though he did hit me, I will definitely fogive him. He lives such a lavish life style and hopefully will keep spoiling me with more extravangant gifrs! But I do regret what happened this night. I just should not have draken so much. Maybe if I would have not gotten so drunk, I would not have even mentioned Daisy’s name in the first place! Especially with Tom and Nick right there. I have not seen Tom so mad with me before. I wonder if he is like this with Daisy. I should not have been so stubborn, I just hate being told what to say and what to do. I should have just stopped talking about her when Tom said to. Next time, I will think twice before I speak about Daisy around Tom, especialy while we are both drinking. I just get so loud and annoying when I drink, I cannot help it. I really need to start watching what I say. I just thought it would not be a big deal considering everyone knew we both are married. I really need to think more and stop being so impulsive. I should have known not to mention his wife, it is understandably a touchy subject. This night was filled with regrets and memories with family. Now due to my lack of thinking and immaturity, I have a broken nose I have to deal with for the next couple of weeks. How will I explain this to my husband?!