Post by Noah "Puck" Puckerman on Jul 9, 2010 12:22:05 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
I don't regret what I did at all. Imagining the looks of those pathetic Vocal Adrenaline people when they pranced to their cars happily after practice, only to find it screwed up, and the state Jesse St Jerkface was in, and the stench of my concoction all over that idiot's curls and hideous face-- was worth it. Fine. It was unfair that Kurt was implicated in all this shit, because he didn't do anything at all, but honestly, if he had kept his mouth shut in the first place nobody would've known it was me. Jesse wouldn't have noticed, with that block brain of his. Now, the main thing I'll have to do would be to convince Mr. Schue that Kurt was indeed innocent, (or else be hated for life). Not that I'd care anyway. I don't know why exactly the reason I've been so nice lately, I guess I really want to change for HER.
I can't stop thinking about her. I feel so pathetic. I had a chance last time, and I blew it with Quinn. Now, I may never get the chance to hold her again... You know what the frustrating thing is? I, Noah Puck Puckerman-- the ultimate bad ass, am actually willing to change myself, as best as I possibly can, just to please her. Its scary, because honestly, I've never felt this way towards anyone before. All those random hookups with those chicks were just for the fun of it. The thought of what kind of a spell Quinn Fabray has gotten me into his just really, really freaky. Of course I won't show how vulnerable I am now. I never do that. Sometimes I think I become more of a jerk to defend myself.
Shit. I think I love her, Journal. And I think Beth would be a great name for our baby. Just great. Please tell me I haven't been thinking of how nice it'd be to hold my daughter in my arms. Tell me that this isn't Puck.
Ciao,
Puck
I don't regret what I did at all. Imagining the looks of those pathetic Vocal Adrenaline people when they pranced to their cars happily after practice, only to find it screwed up, and the state Jesse St Jerkface was in, and the stench of my concoction all over that idiot's curls and hideous face-- was worth it. Fine. It was unfair that Kurt was implicated in all this shit, because he didn't do anything at all, but honestly, if he had kept his mouth shut in the first place nobody would've known it was me. Jesse wouldn't have noticed, with that block brain of his. Now, the main thing I'll have to do would be to convince Mr. Schue that Kurt was indeed innocent, (or else be hated for life). Not that I'd care anyway. I don't know why exactly the reason I've been so nice lately, I guess I really want to change for HER.
I can't stop thinking about her. I feel so pathetic. I had a chance last time, and I blew it with Quinn. Now, I may never get the chance to hold her again... You know what the frustrating thing is? I, Noah Puck Puckerman-- the ultimate bad ass, am actually willing to change myself, as best as I possibly can, just to please her. Its scary, because honestly, I've never felt this way towards anyone before. All those random hookups with those chicks were just for the fun of it. The thought of what kind of a spell Quinn Fabray has gotten me into his just really, really freaky. Of course I won't show how vulnerable I am now. I never do that. Sometimes I think I become more of a jerk to defend myself.
Shit. I think I love her, Journal. And I think Beth would be a great name for our baby. Just great. Please tell me I haven't been thinking of how nice it'd be to hold my daughter in my arms. Tell me that this isn't Puck.
Ciao,
Puck
