People were in the bleachers standing up, they seemed really excited. Last year... we never had (everyone) in the gym at one time. Last night, we had 1,800 people in the gym.

It's a great way to get away from the pressures of finals and a great way to have fun on campus, even if it means getting people to fling mud at each other.

There were more (underage kids) than I thought. It was a combination of the Hot Topic handout... and a number of faculty and staff members gave their tickets to their kids.

Luck I get,” she said when they’d sat in silence once more. “But why brave?”
He shifted in his seat then sat forward, his gaze piercing through her. “Because, Natalia, love is a risk. Love from the depths of your soul requires a certain amount of sacrifice. It bids you to give yourself wholly to another. To allow someone to view you like a prism, assessing you at every angle, examining every flaw. You must lay yourself before them, open and bare, and say, ‘here I am. I hold nothing back. I am yours, mind, body, and soul.’ And all you can do is hope they don’t crush you.” He leaned closer. “But the man who truly loves you will tend to your heart like he tends a garden, nurturing it until it grows and blooms under his hand.

Sure, it's going to kill a lot of people, but they may be dying of something else anyway.

In my eyes, there are no white people, no black people, no any color people. JUST PEOPLE.