Spectator Seniors Reflect on Time at Seattle U

I REGRET NOTHING I wish I could say I am leaving college armed with great advice for the undergraduates that will follow me. I wish I could say I have the answers to the world’s problems and I know what I want to do with my life. I wish I had a wholly formed understanding of myself and the world I live in. But I don’t. And you won’t either when you’re in my place one, two or three years from now. The only thing I can say is clichéd and stale, but not lacking in truth or heart—there’s not a thing I wish I did differently. There’s not one person I wish I hadn’t met. And there’s not a mistake I wish I hadn’t made. So, let’s cheers to that Seattle U. Let’s cheers to Jesuits. Cheers to Rudy. And cheers to the four great years we spent together. – Kellie Cox, Editor-in-Chief _______________________________ YOU CARE, YOU LOSE There are a lot of random pieces of paper on my Spectator desk. There are a lot of random names, phrases such as “gender justice” and “Obamacare”, and the ever present “Stop Using Internet Explorer”. This year we have been privileged to cover a lot of change, both in our world and school. I have enjoyed my time eating pizza with the editorial board and designers, even though after 30 weeks together you all still call me “Ka-tee-ri”. The only advice I can

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