“So, what are your plans for after graduation?”

This is the question no senior wants to answer, and for seniors in my position, it is also one they cannot answer.

I have no definite plans for next year, nor have I even started applying for jobs, yet apparently, I only have six weeks left to figure out the rest of my life. For some reason, my panties are not in a bunch like everyone else’s.

The way I see it, second-semester seniors have two options: One, we can cry, whine, stress and have a panic attack every day until May 18 about the imminent end of a four-year long drunken stupor that has been characterized by immaturity and poor judgment; two, we can grow a pair, grab a beer and make the most of the little time we have left.

Graduation is inevitable – duh – we all know this, and there’s no use freaking out about it because we can’t change it. The best way to deal with this rapidly approaching traumatic experience is to have fun.

Be random, skip class and laugh it off if you just so happen to get kicked out of Archie Moore’s.

One of the most valuable lessons learned in college is that when the going gets tough, the tough get drunk. And we have an obligation to ourselves and that keg of Natty Light to enjoy the company of our peers and our last few weeks of debauchery.

Seniors are fortunate to live the high life at the beach, so what more could we ask for but a 900-person celebration of the amazing four years we’ve had at college?

Entering the real world is frightening and will certainly put most of the class of 2008 into shock. However, today, tomorrow and the next day, I am still in college. Really, we have no other choice but to live it up.

The weather is getting warmer, the times are about to change, and the only thing we can do about it is rage.

Yes, graduation is a sad, sad day, but instead of looking at the glass half empty, look at the bright side: Seniors have an excuse to be complete and utter degenerates for the next six weeks. I know my glass is certainly going to be full with beer from now until May.

Many seniors are on the same page, but every senior must get on board. Because, seriously, complaining about graduation is just annoying at this point.

I hope that every member of the class of 2008 has made a promise to themselves, John Belushi and the rest of their peers to enjoy every last moment they have left as college students.

We haven’t left college yet, so I expect to see every senior with a drink in hand and a solid resolution to party. There are less than 50 days until graduation, so I’ll see you all at the Grape.

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