I'm sure I echo the sentiments of all seniors when I say that I can't believe I only have about another month here in Happy Valley.

And I'm sure, later in life, when I look back on these four years, all the stresses of college will have fallen from my memory, and I will call them unequivocally the best four years of my life.

But between now and then, I have a lot to figure out.

That's because even after eight semesters of collegiate academics, I still don't know what I want to do when I grow up.

And like a lot of people, I want to do something extraordinary.

I think.

According to Brad Dunn, author of When They Were 22: Famous People at Turning Points in Their Lives, my age -- I turn 22 the day before I graduate -- is one of excitement as well as anxiety and indecision.

In his book, he tells the story of 100 famous people when they were at the precarious age, and where their life took them from there.

According to Dunn, at 22, aspiring surgeon Bill Murray was forced to drop out of college when he was arrested with nine pounds of marijuana at an airport.

Later, it was his brother who convinced him to try comedy.

Where would we be without What about Bob? or Groundhog Day?

Karl Rove, now George W. Bush's top handler, dropped out of college so he could pursue politics .

By the tender age of 22, he had been accused of trying to steal an election, according to Dunn.

But, soon after, George H.W. Bush, then chairman of the Republican National Committee, rewarded him with the national chairmanship of the College Republicans in recognition of his hard work.

And at my age, Johnny Cash was working for the Air Force in Germany, decoding Russian communications, according to Dunn.

Later, after knocking on radio station doors until he was given an audition, he went on to live an amazing life as a musician that became the basis of one of my all-time favorite movies, Walk the Line.

Obviously, these people were floundering a bit at my age, but with some luck and determination, it all worked out swimmingly for them.

When I take a deep breath, I'm confident that I'll figure it all out eventually. Panic only sets in occasionally.

And I do say 'well done' to graduating seniors and others whose lives have more direction than mine.

You're the lucky ones.

In the end, I've decided not to let it stress me out.

I'm young, and I have plenty of time before I completely screw up my life.

These are exciting times, I keep telling myself, and the decisions to be made don't have to be agonizing.

I'm just going to let things unfold. Mind you, I'm doing an internship this summer and hopefully spending a year abroad after that, so I'm not leaving it completely up to chance.

I'm ready to graduate because, although I know that I've done a lot of maturing here, I think the answer to my plight is somewhere out there in the real world.

Right now, I think those of us poised to don a cap and gown in May have a great opportunity to do whatever we want before we have too many responsibilities to tie us down.

Let's just see it how it goes.