Spring break is finally here and the senior editors are more than excited. We are ecstatic. That's not to say that we're not a bit worried about parental overinvolvement in our vacation. Methodically planned activities, complete with sightseeing from sunup to sundown, induce fear that our relaxation time will be exponentially diminished. Nevertheless, we know spring break will be great. We're almost done!

December brings Christmas carols, popping fires, and cold-induced frostbites. It's also the time when senioritis hits the hardest, and lethargic seniors who despise doing homework are often seen wandering around the halls of Uni. But this editorial is about none of these things. It's about homeless kittens and varsity volleyball. It's about whether an activity, which once brought passion into your eyes but now only brings tears of boredom, is all right to quit. We each have our own response to this dilemma, so read on to find out whether quitting is ever justifiable.

Older generations are notorious for finding flaws with the generations that come after them. This year's senior editors have decided that they are undeserving of the criticism that New York Times columnist Thomas Friedman has bestowed upon their generation in his article titled "Generation Q." Instead, they explain, the criticism needs to be pointed in the opposite direction: namely, the generation before theirs.