Quick Note: This is the longest entry so far, the next couple are drabbles, but I'll be writing longer ones soon!

February 7, 2011, 2010

This is not a diary. I'm Finn Hudson, and I repeat: this is not a diary. I don't even know why I bought this little notebook at the gas station. I just need to…write stuff, I guess.

Well, I'm in love with this girl, see, and I wasn't completely honest with her. Last year I had sex for the first time (trust me, little notebook, it was awesome physically, but I didn't feel anything, like, in my heart. I'm sorry notebooks can't do that stuff, because it really is awesome) and I told her I didn't. She found out and got wicked pissed and made out with my ex-best bud, which last year knocked up my ex-girlfriend (we were dating at the time, though) so we aren't really buds anymore. Yeah so, she told me about that, and I dumped her.

It wasn't my finest moment.

We had promised to be completely honest with each other, right? I mean, it's not like she lied like I did…but me and her weren't even together when I did it with Santana! And, and she knew I'd take that kind of cheating stuff to heart after Quinn.

But the point is I don't have her anymore. Last night we won the conference (Screw Dalton. Go Titans!) And—you're never going to believe this—it was because of the girls. Mostly her, but I guess it was her and Mercedes' idea too. The girls got all up in football gear, and when we snapped the ball, they just lied there and we took the rap. It was actually sort of brilliant. Plus, she looked really adorable in football stuff. All the other girls looked like "GET READY TO RUMMMMBLLLEEEEE" and she was just like "don'tcha wish your girlfriend was hot like me? Don'tcha wish your girlfriend was—!" yeah you get the point. At least I got to pat her on the head.

I really hope she and Puck aren't doing stuff behind the scenes. They sounded good singing that song, but they were totally eye-humping each other. It was totally offensive. To me, anyway.

Yeah, and during the half-time show, when we did "Thriller/Heads Will Roll," she looked super hot. Have you ever imagined zombies getting it on? I mean, no duh you haven't, and you're a notebook. But I have, and I think it'd be pretty damn hot. But Finny D didn't get any zombie action that night, nope. He won a game though, and then the next day he finds his ex-girlfriend (who is currently dating his new bud, Sam) kissing him in the hallway.

That was hot, too.

Maybe if I seal the deal with Quinn, I can get my mojo back and her too. Not Quinn, no, I mean the one I'm in love with. I mean, I'm only in love with that one. Quinn's hot and stuff, but I mean…there's nothing there compared to what I had.

I hope this works.

Like I said, this isn't a diary.