Cont~nue to grow with SEM 300

The essentials of life cannot be learned in a classroom. Book smarts do not mean much in many real-life situations, it is up to experience and education learned outside of the classroom that prepares people for life.

Cabrini, realizing that fact, devised the SEM 300 course. The class, usually taken as an upper-classman, plac~s its students in a wide variety of environments from teaching under-privileged children to volunteering in a soup kitchen.

If you can remember your days as a freshman at Cabrini you will undoubtedly remember Cabrini's Day of Service. Besides orientation, it is probably the first moment of your college life that stands out. As years pass by, however, it is easy to let the lessons you learned on that day start to fade away. With SEM 300, you are not only reminded of that day and the lessons you learned, you are expanding them.

On page 1 Sharvon Urbanavage goes in depth with the SEM 300 experience.

Loquitur Irrelevant?

Typically Loquitur does not respond to our Letters to the Editor, today however, is different. The letter by Neal Newman, appears on page 11, if you haven't read it yet, do so now. If you have, please continue.

Loquitur does apologize for its lack of coverage of the men's basketball PAC championship and also for our tardiness in publishing a review of Cabrini's play "Two Gentleman of Verona.,, While there is no point in coming up with excuses for that, we can only promise to do better next time.

However, we do feel that Mr. Newman's comment about us being "irrelevant,, and nothing more than a "throw away magazine,, are without justification. Loquitur has been and continues to be a prominent source of information for students and faculty alike. IfLoquitur were irrelevant as Mr. Newman said, how does that explain Loquitur's increased readership in both print and on-line?

We are all entitled to our opinions and that includes Mr. Newman. Please take a minute, if you have it, and share your opinions on the matter with us at TbeLoquitur@hotmail.com.

The editorials, viewpoints, opinions and letters to the editor published in Loquitur are the views of the student editorial board and the individual writers, not the entire student body or the faculty and administration.

Beth Conahao news editor

I'm all grown up now and about to be a college graduate. Uh oh! Am I the only one panicking?

This better not mean I'm supposed to be an adult now. My parents are adults. Our professors are adults. People who know things are adults. I don't know anything about anything. I can't change a tire. I can't even balance my checkbook. Adults are supposed to be smart, capable people. I'm an idiot. I have a hard time understanding my phone bill. That doesn't say much for intelligence or capability.

I'm still a kid. I'm not ashamed to admit I still love coloring books and cartoons from time to time. I'm totally irresponsible. Just ask my mom.

Of course, a major concern I have about graduating is the job hunt. Could we be graduating at a worse time? I have this terrible fear that I won't find a job. Hopefully, at our 10-year reunion I won't be living in a cardboard box in Center City. Hopefully, at our ten-year reunion I won't still be dependent on my parents.

I'm not the only one afraid. I know a lot of people who fear the

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JAnd let's not forget about our high school graduation and the friends we'd have "forever." Do you talk to any of those people anymore? I don't. For all you know, in 10 years, your best friend from high school and your best friend from college could be living in the same place - oblivion.

All of these things and a million other little things make graduating seem less and less appealing.

Obviously, graduating was the whole point of this college experience. I didn't come here to keep coming back every fall for decades. Who could possibly afford those student loans? But now that graduation is looming ahead, I feel this deep, gut instinct to just run in the opposite direction.

I'm not ready yet I don't know enough yet. I'm not mature enough yet.

And while I sit here and complain, it's only getting closer and closer and closer. All of the trappings of graduation are surrounding us. Senior pictures. Senior dinner. Career fairs.

Every passing event brings the inevitable closer.

Every passing event brings me closer to a breakdown. I'm not going to find a job. I don't know what to do. What am I going to be when I grow up?

Over Easter break, my brother, sister and I were discussing college. I said I went to college to get an education. My brother said, "I went to college to get a job. What are you going to do after you graduate?"

Once again, for about the hundredth time, to the millionth person, I have to explain that communications is indeed a real major and (although I'm not too sure, I say) will lead to an actual job. But everything I tell him, I doubt.

It's just around the corner and it's not going away unless I fail a couple of classes, which I think in the end would lead to more problems than actually solve anything so I think I'll just have to pass.

Parents, family, siblings, friends, acquaintances and people I barely know, who for some reason feel they have some kind of invested interest in my life, keep tossing excitement about my graduation around like confetti but I simply don't want to hear it. I smile sweetly. I thank them for their support. And in my head, I scream.

Because, in case you haven't figured it out by now, I don't want to graduate.

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