Countdown: less than 2 months!

As of May 16, I will be an official college graduate.

I am absolutely, unconditionally, undoubtedly elated.
Screw all this sad "I don't know what I'm doing with my life" nonsense--I love it! I'm finally embracing the fact that I don't have a plan, I have options! Great options. Stressful options, yes, but they are there. It's okay that I will miss some opportunities because I will dominate others.
I really do have a great life. Many things are teetering right now--I've stretched myself a little thin in some areas, and I'm doing some major life reconstruction as far as faith goes, but things really are moving together to create amazing connections and options and learning experiences.
I love the idea of job-hopping, city-hopping, hell, even country-hopping.
I probably should work on the part of my personality that never wants to stick with anything very long, but I am 22 years old and I want to do some major searching and discovering.
I must be high on life today. I just wrote a really kick-butt paper that I'm excited about, and all I want to do is play my ukulele rather than post on Blackboard for class.
Yes, I'll take the ukulele.
High. On. Life.
Two days ago I was ready to throw down the gin and throw away any scratch of writing I've ever marked.
Ohhhh, life. You little trickster, you.