Come Back to Bed

I should have slept in today.

I lied in my bed, hitting the snooze over and over, swimming in my sheets, sinking deeper into a cotton slumber and yet I told myself not to be lazy and not to miss a class.  I hardly ever skip class unless I know it’ll be a free day or…well, no, that’s the only reason why I skip.  And I knew today would be a free day in my writing class but I wanted to go anyway because I thought maybe I’d miss something important if I didn’t go.

Naturally, only four other people showed up besides me and they talked with the teacher most of the time while I sat there, cursing myself for trying to be a good student.  That’s what you get. 

It payzy to be lazy.

Plus, I had planned on skipping the class so I could study for my world religions test that I hadn’t even looked at prior.  Since I didn’t, I only had around two hours to study 7 worksheets and read 70-something pages.  Naturally, that didn’t happen and I think I didn’t do as well as my other religion tests.  The irony is that this test was on Christianity.

Oops.

I find it funny that these internet matchmaking commercials only feature model-attractive people.  Now, I realize that internet dating has come a long way since it’s earliest inception, but really.  How often do you find someone so incredibly good looking?  And when you do, don’t you get suspicious?  Why are they looking for love on the internet?  Couldn’t they find someone…anywhere?  Perhaps they are too busy with their lucrative careers to look for love so they have cyberspace do it for them.

But, really, it seems unrealistic. 

Chasity met her creepy boyfriend on match.com.

I rest my case.

If I had more readers, I’m sure I’d get some disgruntled person who would note me saying “I met my husband on the internet and he’s the love of my life and he’s incredibly handsome and we have three children together so don’t you be trashing internet romance.”  Pull up your panties, lady, I’m not trashing it.  I’m just saying these commercials make it seem like every member is beautiful and adventurous and basically the perfect partner and it’s just not realistic.

I was a member of a dating site for a short period of time and believe me, the good candidates were slim pickins. 

I’m an advocate for love.  I don’t care where you find it or who you find it with, just as long as you’re happy.  I’m not one to trash anybody ‘cause I have no one.

I’m sure it would take more than an electronic transmission for me to find love.