Futuristic Love Song

So the title of this post has absolutely nothing to do with the post itself, other than the word "futuristic" I suppose. But honestly, I thought the word future in my head, and now I can't get Justin Timberlake's "Futuristic Love Song" out of my head. Except my roommate just pointed out that I have been singing it wrong. Apparently it's "Future Sex Love Sounds." Well, thanks JT for ruining my innocence.

But now, the real point of this post. I graduate in 16 days, and tomorrow marks my last day of classes as a Clemson undergrad. It's so wild to think of everything that has happened since I've been here, and even wilder to think of what the future holds.

So here are my current options. Number one is currently the most probable and the thing I feel most called to do, BUT there are other options still. And the idea that I don't actually know what I'm doing excites me. It's been nice to finally achieve some contentment in the unknown, and trusting that God will lead me in the right way. So yeah...here's that list:

1. teach English in China (and find ways to share Jesus while I'm there)
2. work then travel to New Zealand with Lauren in January for an unknown period of time
3. Go on Survivor (or the Amazing Race). How baller would that be? That show is so freakin' awesome, I would probably get/stay tan, AND I'm sure my friends and family would find it amusing to tune in every week to watch me live on an island and perform ridiculous challenges.
4. work and start nursing school in January instead of the fall. (This is my least favorite option, and the least probably. Yes, even less probable than me going on Survivor.)