Look. At. You.

Senior year.

Six semesters down, two to go.

Rounding third base.

The final stretch.

You’re not done, but you’re just about there. Oh, and what the f*ck are you going to do when you are?

If you’re a senior who has a job—sorry, career—lined up the day after graduation, or a top notch internship under your choice role model, or even an inkling of a plan for the future, I tip my hat to you. I applaud your ambition and ability to follow through on things. If you’ve got “life” figured out, ku-freaking-dos to you.

If you’re a senior on the opposite end of that spectrum, you’re not the only one. If you’re still scratching your head when your adviser says, “What’s next?” I’m right there with you. If you’re contemplating picking up a minor or switching your major in order to avoid graduating, you’re not alone!

Maybe a few things got in the way of planning your future. Maybe the first couple years of college were foggy, outside sources clouding your judgement of what was important, and what clearly wasn’t. Maybe you’ve realized your selected major is more of a mindless hobby than a career-making talent. Maybe you slept through that uber-motivating lecture about “Taking Your Future By Storm!” (get a signed copy by the washed up ex-pro-athlete who scored the cheesy book deal for only $39.99 in the lobby at 5!). Maybe making big decisions just scares the crap out of you, and you’re not nearly as ready to pop the bubble around your sweet, sacred, little college town as you thought you'd be.

In theory, you've got forever to figure it out. You've got a whole life ahead of you to get to know yourself better, to learn and love new things, you've got this cliche and that one that will guide you to "happiness and prosperity."

But in reality, you've got until the middle of May. Eight and a half short months to get an idea, make a plan, and execute (thanks for that, Business Management 101). And all the while, you've got to live up your last year of college.

This is the part of the article where I'm supposed to drop some knowledge. Tell you what to do in order to avoid moving back home with mom and dad after graduation. Throw some hefty advice your way. But I'm in the same boat as you. I'm about to have a degree and zero clue of what to do with it, other than type it onto my resume and click save. If I had it figured it out, I wouldn't be writing about not having it figured out.

I'm making up the rules as I go. I'm taking this last year of college and learning as much as I can about who I am and where I want to go, not where I should. For once, I'm going to ask for help, and not be embarrassed to. I'm telling myself to make as many mistakes as I need to in order to finally "figure it out." Yes, I'm taking those cliches and I'm running with them. It might be in circles, but hey, it's somewhere.

So here goes nothing. Here's to the last year of college. Here's to figuring it out, to figuring me out.