"Backstreet Boys concert. July 3rd. 7:30. Darien Lake".

These words came out of my mouth hundreds, if not thousands, of times leading up to that concert. I told everyone I saw about that concert. I invited everyone I saw to that concert. I was so excited to be going to that concert that I never stopped talking about it until the day it came. Zach heard that date and time come out of my mouth so many times that he knew that it would be the perfect opportunity to propose.

Finally, the day arrived. We were hanging out in the parking lot and just about to go in when I realized I should go to the bathroom first. When I told Zach that, all he said was, "don't you want to wait until after 7:30 to go to the bathroom?" What a WEIRD question to ask a lady who just wants to go and get into the concert. I answered with a confused "no" and headed to the line. Unbeknownst to be, Zach had a plan, and his plan was for it to be exactly at 7:30 when he proposed, the time I told everyone about for months on end. Well, unluckily for him, I didn't get the hint to wait. I wandered into the porta potty all excited, but when I walked out, I couldn't believe my eyes. There was Zach, down on one knee, holding a ring!! People were cheering everywhere. I was so thrown off I didn't even make a noise until I heard a soft "will you marry me?". YES. I was basically as confused as everyone watching was, because I'm sure no one has ever planned to propose at a porta potty before, but once Zach told me the reason, I couldn't have loved it anymore.

"Backstreet boys concert. July 3rd. 7:30. Darien Lake." A time and date I will never forget for the rest of my life.

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