LETTITOR.

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“You proceed from a false assumption: I have no ego to bruise.” - Leot

Perception is an interesting thing; more specifically, ego.
In my experience, most wouldn’t even consider themselves as liaving ¢ while those who do reference
it in a way that they think makes it okay. It’s an unfortunate, unproven, and judgemental reality for me that
when discussing confidence—or in this case, overconfidence—it’s Mr. Popped-collared-hey-bro-in-the-club ed
comes to mind. Making mention of the cast of Jersey Shorein any circumstance is not something that I take lightly
it evokes unnecessary, deeply seated feelings of aggression, and causes me to breakdown into a paradoxical inter ay
monologue where I question their being, w ne they’re pop icons, and why I care Bie way. Regardless, they stand as an
extreme example of the kind of detached-from- ero hubristhat gets me going. A “he who lives in a glass house should not
cast stones,” sort of situation, certainly if you fall into the category of being a ae slab I think it’s fair to say we've all
been guilty of “losing touch” in one way or another. It’s a eee I’m learning as | try, tech and more importantly, fail and
make mistakes: a little ego can go a long way in either direction.

Currently in the process of applying to a program that starts up in the fall, I was required to provide a copy of my high school
transcript “gasp!* Consumed in my various, soon to be 24-year-old, “highly important” yet poorly organized affairs, ran school
and the classes and grades associated with that time in my life seem—to embrace the cliché—like a distant memory. Ripping open

the government issue envelopes—the Ministry of Education knows how to do snail mail right—you can imagine my surprise to
see not one, but two C-’s on my final artless along with a smattering of courses I don’t even remember eients While in truth
my performance in Mandarin and Math have factored into my post-secone equation about as much as common sense in a pie
eating contest, I've got to admit that my Freaks and Geeks-esque high school existence has been called into question. Wasn’t I an
“A” student? Also, didn’t I take classes with a modicum of orate: for what would come next? Outside of a waning interest in
Mayan culture brought on by the impending end of the world—which might explain why I took Comparative Civilizations—
Keyboarding and English are the only courses that seem remotely applicable to who I am today. Go figure.

While I wallow in self-realization and chalk this up as just another reason to more seriously pursue unlocking the
secrets of time travel, the penultimate issue of the winter semester sees The Other Press cast and crew address a number
of hot topics. From the results of the NDP leadership race, to a review of The Hunger Games—written by a fan of the
books—to thoughts on the return of Sid-the-kid: there’s a little something for everyone to hopefully pick you up
out of your homestretch stupor.

Peco ae te Wey
Cody Klyne

Editor in chief
The Other Press