Gina Peracchia

Spring break is quickly approaching. In just one or two days, many students will be flying to Cancun, Europe, or taking a trip down to the shore. But, there's a place not many people would think of as a spring break hang out. Let me give you a hint: there's lots of books, classrooms, teachers, dorms, etc.

I know it's been almost two weeks, and everyone and their mother knows about the Janet Jackson breast-baring stunt that happened at the Super Bowl. I personally think that not one more person should write or speak about it. That's why when you read this, you need to understand that I've completely contradicted myself.

Tis the season for shopping, cookies, ornaments, friends, gifts, and most importantly, family. Many students on campus, excluding myself since I'm a commuter, have not seen their families since they were dropped off in late August. But now is the time to go home and see old friends and perform the Christmas traditions you've been doing since you were born.

Each person in my family was baptized Catholic, but that doesn't mean we all practice Catholicism. I've been going to Catholic school since I was five years old. I'm now 20. I was just like every other Catholic school kid growing up. I went to "first Friday" mass with my class, memorized the Act of Contrition while waiting in line for confession, went to mass every Sunday, and said every response on que while staring off into space thinking about what I was going to do that day.

This past summer wasn't exactly the best I've had. Actually, after talking to people on campus it doesn't seem as though many people had a good summer. I was going to go the negative route and just complain about how it rained every other day, but I decided against it, because I realized there were little things that made it just perfect.