Aug 18, 2011 15:29
So, a couple more days and I get to move out of the hotel and back into school. I think Mom was working on the old man this year, trying to convince him that me moving back home for the summer wouldn't be the end of the world, but no such luck. Apparently by inhabiting the same state he's in, I'd somehow cost him all his votes, or something like that. But who am I to complain? A penthouse suite in a cushy New York City hotel on the Senator's dime? Do you have any idea how much room service I ate this summer? Or how much time I had to spend in the hotel's weight room working it off? It was ridiculous. But all my junk's packed now, and I'm looking forward to getting back.
I've missed my fellow Thornes, and I look forward to seeing how the Roses have...blossomed this summer. This is going to be the best year ever, I can feel it already. Blaine, Mack - you guys better be ready, we're going to show everybody how it's done.
summer,
roses,
the old man,
school,
thornes