Disclaimer: This entry (as one might properly infer from the title) is entirely about the goings-on in my life with regard to school. If you do not wish to read about my scholastic experience (for which I would not blame you), kindly scroll to the entry below, which makes a daunting foray into my innermost thoughts and feelings at the moment, entitled "Let me not to the marriage of true minds..."

The title of this entry comes to us from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's lovely poem "Morituri salutamus," which he wrote for the fiftieth anniversary for his graduating class at Bowdoin College. Unfortunately, not all the lines I wished to share would come through, so here is the entirety of the clipping:

The scholar and the world! The endless strife,
The discord in the harmonies of life!
The love of learning, the sequestered nooks,
And all the sweet serenity of books.

Now, on to much more boring things.

Life at the moment is falling into a somewhat hectic, if not particularly exciting, routine. I'm now officially working as a tutor at Cal Poly Pomona's University Writing Center, helping struggling students find the way to better writing through example and sage advice; one might say that tutors—and their more experienced counterparts, teachers and professors—are the lighthouses among the jutting shoals of rock in the harbor of Life, showing a safe path through the treacherous channel known as Education.

The personal satisfaction I receive from aiding my fellow students notwithstanding, it's still quite a cushy job: I work about 12-15 hours a week at $9.13/hr., and am paid to be "on call," whether I'm tutoring or doing my homework during downtime. My coworkers are pleasant to say the least, and it provides a wonderful opportunity to hone my teaching skills and student interaction for a future career in education. All in all, it's a swanky gig.

Of course, I'm still an assistant copy editor for The Poly Post, toiling in obscurity for $20 a month (no, that's not a typo), but working on a newspaper again is worth more than any wages they can offer me. I've really become close to my fellow staff members, and look forward to the year ahead of us and the (mis)adventures we're sure to have: last-minute deadline fiascos, dirty jokes over communal pizza, constant heckling of the ASI (Associated Students, Inc., basically the student government on campus), and much, much more.

Since last we spoke, my schedule has changed somewhat because of some class-juggling and, naturally, my new job, as evidenced below:

Monday/Wednesday:
0900-1000: One-on-one tutoring
1000-1100: M: One-on-one; W: Group tutoring
1100-1130: Break
1130-1230: One-on-one tutoring
1400-1550: Development of Modern English
1600-1750: Shakespeare

Tuesday:
0800-0950: Introduction to Astronomy
1200-1250: Newspaper Editing
1300-1430: One-on-one tutoring
1430-1500: Break
1500-1630: One-on-one tutoring

Thursday:
0800-0950: Introduction to Astronomy
1200-1430: One-on-one tutoring
1430-1500: Break
1500-1600: Group tutoring
1600-1630: One-on-one tutoring

I've plotted out a very tentative class schedule for next quarter (assuming I actually am going to attend Cal Poly next quarter, what with my financial woes) that includes Shakespeare (there are two Shakespeare classes all English majors have to take: plays pre- and post-1600), Advanced Expository Writing, Ancient History of the World, and General Psychology. That, of course, is subject to change; but rest assured that you'll be the first to hear about any mind-numbingly boring schedule shifts in which I partake.

So ends my school-related news. See below for more personal information about my life at the moment. Until next we meet, I bid you farewell. Ci vediamo!

[Exit Orpheum.]