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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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