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THAT OLD EMPTY FEELIth

I was speculating a'few weeks back as to what the fall semester would bring when I started to have a vague feeling that sanething was amiss in my like. My friends seemed- to be cold and distant towards me and whenever I would ask than what was "going doWn", they would look at me in a puzzled way not unlike the expression on a large rhino.

The old expressions like "Big guy"

and "go for' it" no longer seemed.

to get a rise out of anybody and

at various parties this summer I

kept on hearing phrases such as

"It's been real" or "'Ihat's yesterdavs news".

Istartedtofeelthatlhad reached a. critical stage in my life fran which there could be no turning I realized my destiny in a flash, I knew I had to become more shallow. Being more shallow and vowing to liVe my life only on a surface level would mean certain sacrifices on my part. In order to becane a more proper member of the Pepsi generation I had to drastically alter my life style.

I would have to stop reading Bill Shakespeare and Hank Ibsen and start reading Harold Robbins or Judy Krantz. This conversion would mean that I would have to nod knowingly a lot at parties which could cause

a considerable strain on my neck by the end of the evening.

Despite these obstacles I knew thatinmyheartIhadtobemore shallow. This transformation frcm loser to pseudo preppie I knew would not be _an easy task. I went upstairs

to check my closet. I wept openly.

I just didn't have a thing for fall and I knew drastic action had to be taken. The enotional trauma of having to restructure my wardrobe, which for years had enough polyester to ourfit a small African nation was exhausting indeed. I proceeded to ouickly throw out those clothes which now more than ever were socially inappropriate; The dirty work out of the way, I did what any proper middle glass P.E.I. boy would do, I headed

‘ out to Henderson and Chargemore.

AstaswalkingtoHandC, for the first time in my life I began to daydream about tweed. After I finished the most important shopping trip of my life I headed home to start my conversion towards the Utopia of preppid. The following» week as I set out for class one of my friends saw me and couldn't contain himself, "Jesus Christ Tcm that shirt it's you," He said. A wry smile passed over my lips. In the immortal words of the High Priest of Clothes, Halston, "High fashion hurts baby but it's worth it." I never liked the way that guy had his hair cut but now I know that truer words were never spoken. I

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