Say Yes To Michigan!

Within hours of that last entry, I managed to do the exact opposite of what I intended to do. Saturday night, my friend Tiffany IMed me with a nice little proposition. She had several extra free tickets to Busch Gardens, if it would be wonderful if I could round up a friend or two to go with her for a break from exams.
Okay, I thought about Hannah, to be quite honest. But I also thought about what a bad idea it was and how it would be really awkward and not so much fun if I were preoccupied with… other thoughts. So I asked Rachel. And Christina. And Daniel. And Jeri. I looked for Mama Betsy, but she wasn’t around. I had run out of options. There was no one else to talk to. I would simply not ask Hannah. I would not. I would not. I would not.
So Hannah was just delighted to go. I was delighted as well, but more in a mortified sense. I stressed over it that night, as all my friends will attest to (sorry about that, guys), but I just went, and overall, it was a lot of fun. Yes, I was distracted a lot, and yes, I think she thought about it a few times, too (Like when she held on the railing as hard as she could to avoid sliding into me on a whirly-gig ride), but it was mostly all right. The only part worth mentioning was right at the beginning, when Juliana, Tiffany, Hannah, and I entered the park. Juliana talked about how this day at Busch Gardens would be just so much better than Busch Gardens day last fall because last time she went in a group with a guy who had a crush on her and it was “soooooo awkward.” I’m sure none of us could possibly imagine what must have been like at all.