I'm the Narrorator and This is Just the Prologue.

My summer so far has been anything but exciting. This is supposed to be the time of my life, where I emerge from being a child into being an adult. So far, I have mastered nothing in behavioral habits of the so-called 'adult'. I still eat junk food, watch racy shows on television, entwine myself in opinionated debates on the latest celebrities, and lazily sleep until noon. Nevertheless, I am enjoying it while it lasts. I went to Relay for Life in hopes of getting myself out of the house and also to hang out with Chelsea. Before then, I did not know what profusely sweating was. I definately found out. In fact, yesterday, the head index was 105 degrees. Anyways, Chelsea and I painted faces for approximately three hours. I mostly didn't understand why people were so willing to pay for face-paintings, when we all knew it would be sweated off. We made about 70ish dollars for Teleflora, and it was for a good cause.