Now You Love Me, Now You Don’t

Blast from the past, 1997…

You that are AC grads or former students know what you went through and the hardships you endured to build character at your masters feet. It was not pleasant, and sometimes it was heart breaking they way you were treated and abused. But you were told it was for your good and that gods, (once again I did not forget to capitalize the “g”) ordained ministers knew what was best for you. I really think that they should have issued high top boots to each and every student as they enter college as a freshman, they needed something to protect their feet as they wade through all that bull.

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