When my roommates begged me to attend Lancer Takeover at Castle Park this last Thursday, I was not interested. I was finishing up my last production week of the year for the newspaper I worked for, I had assignments piling up and I had a fancy awards dinner I had been invited to that would take place that same Friday.
And then they got me a ticket.
At that point can you really say no? I surely couldn’t. So I decided to make it work. On Friday, I would go into work early to make edits, then I would go to the dinner, leave early and drive myself to the over-crowded, corny theme park.
I was honestly dreading it. It seemed like way more stress than it was worth. I had too much work to do, too much sleep to catch up on, too much everything. But I still went because I hate disappointing my wonderful roommates.
Friday morning came, I headed to the newsroom. I got my work done, ate lunch, helped send the paper to print and went home to get ready for the awards dinner.
(While I know this doesn’t sound like much and I’m probably coming off as a whiny baby, trust me, publishing a newspaper is not easy. It was a long day.)
The dinner went well, our publications earned twenty-six awards and we went home well-fed. At this point, it was already past 8 p.m. and the park would close at 10. But I went anyway. People were expecting me and, as I’ve said before, I hate letting them down.
So I changed for the fifth time that day, got in my old, red 2002 Volkswagen Jetta and puttered my way down to Castle Park.
Honestly? I’m so happy I did.
Say what you want about cheesy amusement parks, but after Friday they really hold a special place in my heart. I got to take the end of a long, exhausting day and really get away from all of the stress that had been weighing on me. It gave me an opportunity to take a step out of my usual life and routine. It was wonderful. The colorful lights, rowdy college students and sketchy rides were surrounding us on every side. And I found myself being able to leave my life behind for an hour an a half and to take time out of my busy schedule for me and my friends in a way I had never considered before.
And many other agreed. Hannah Curtis, my favorite roommate, said it was like taking a breath of fresh air. As a biomedical sciences major, she finds little time for fun among her studying, TA job and biology club meeting. But this was an event she decided she couldn’t miss out on.
“It’s easy to get wrapped up in work and school,” she said sitting next to me on the ferris wheel. “I’m really bad at taking time for myself. But tonight has been such pure fun.”
I can’t help but agree. I went into it assuming I would be anxious in the crowds and would just be dealing with being around so many people, not actually enjoying myself. But it turned into so much more. I got to see my close friends outside of our usual routine and in a place where we all just felt like there was nothing to be worried or stressed about. Having known these people for nearly a year, it was exciting.
Gianina Chera and Andrew Cantrell, another of my roommates and her boyfriend said it was nice to be around their close friends and take time to experience something new with each other.
“I find that I don’t take as much time out of my schedule as I should to spend time with my friends,” Gianina said. “Nights like these are so good for building community with the people who you do life with on a daily basis.”
“It’s easy to be caught in a routine,” Andrew added. “As an engineering major, I spend a lot of my time with the same people working on projects and papers and all kinds of stuff. But we really got to let loose on the game Snead the rides and everything. It’s just so nice.”
When I think of de-stressing, it’s easy to differ to the usual “face masks and tea” nights in. I don’t think of going out to a carnival as a way to get away from the daily struggle of school and work. But it was just that. I implore you, look farther than the expected for your method of de-stressing. Do it with friends. It’s definitely worthwhile.

