Junior Year

So... yeah. The other day I realized I've only got two years left in school. Public school, that is. Okay, that's not true. I've realized it since the day my sophomore year ended. I've been counting down since middle school, and it's finally drawing to a close. If two years can be considered 'drawing to a close.' Considering I've been in school nearly twelve years already, I think it can be.
Well, I finally started truly thinking about what I want to do with my life. And guess what: I STILL have no clue. So many ideas ran through my head that I finally just stopped thinking about it and went to do something way more important and productive: whooping up on those Japanese kids on Mario Kart Wii.
What do I really want to do, and who do I want to be? One thing is for certain: I want to join the service. Air Force, most likely. Depending on what kind of physical and mental shape I'm in when I graduate, I may join the Marines. Not sure yet. You gotta be all sorts of screwed up to even consider joining the USMC, much less actually putting your name on the dotted line. My mother disagrees with me. She says the Marine Corps turns perfectly normal, sane people into psychos. That's exactly what I want to be.
What do I want to do, exactly, when I get there? That's an entirely different question. I can't be a pilot because my eyesight isn't good enough. I could possibly be a combat controller, maybe. But that would consist of maybe, possibly being shot at once in a while, which is the problem my family has. I've considered joing the Security Forces, getting that blue beret, but that's what everyone wants to do. They say that in the USAF, you either work on planes or you guard planes. If you're lucky, you get in to flight school. If you're even luckier, you get to fly. I do NOT want to be a mechanic. I don't have the patience. I'mma be all like, "It's fixed." And some poor sap fires a rocket and it goes off backwards.
I've committed myself to joining the military, and I don't want to back out. I'd never forgive myself. But there's so many questions to ask: college first, or get my degree after enlistment? Active duty or reserves? Blah blah, blah blah blah.
I've still got two years to think about it. Oh, shit! ONLY TWO YEARS!