What is love? Baby don't hurt me.

So Owen Harrelson wanted me to mention him in my blog so I'm doing it rigtht now. Go ahead Owen, soak up your name all over this post.
OWEN HARRELSON

Okay so as of late I just feel kinda strange. I really want to be done with all of this school stuff and I just want to lay in the sun and play with the campers and lifeguard. I'm getting a new lifeguarding swimsuit. This one won't show most of my thighs, sadly.
I hung out with Melina and Jeff last night, I can't beleive we've been friends for so long. It still feels kinda fresh and like we all just met, but there's so much history.

I'm doing things that I'm going to remember for the rest of my life, most of the things I'm doing now are going to turn into memories, for instance; having a blog. Maybe I'll be able to find it later in life and laugh at myself. About how little my problems were, about how I didn't even know what love was, about how little I knew. I can't wait to learn, to fall in and out of love and to live more of this life that I'm bound to live.
Life is an open door, I can't see what's ahead though.

I really just want to learn what love is, I want to mold into someone else and be okay with only hanging out with him. I want to stay up late be more than a friend. WHERE IS COLLEGE!
I'm terrified because I keep counting on college as an answer to all my problems, what if no one wants me there?
I know that might sound crazy to some people but it's human nature to be insecure. The most beautiful people are insecure. I'm not saying that I hate myself or even think I'm ugly, I just worry that only I'm okay with myself because I've gotten over my imperfections. You know the "who could ever love my imperfections" feeling?

I guess I've just been thinkin a lot about love and frienship and college. Nothing to astounding or out there. Just being a regular teenage boy. Well maybe not a regualr teenage boy..