Dating at BYU: Sophomore Edition

All right guys. This is it. The big one. The one you've all been waiting for. Gone are the days of on-campus living and pre-missionary dating. This year, dating got real. This crap was real life. I've avoided blogging this year because the only things I wanted to write about would get me in trouble, since I already have a tendency to go on and on about my life and rant about nonsense and I figured that it maybe wasn't a good idea to put my deepest thoughts on the Internet anymore.

I really am trying to be less crazy.

However, I do have to share with you my romantic adventures from this year, because, well something kind of incredible happened. I met the love of my life. 

MY TWIN-SIZED TEMPUR-PEDIC MEMORY FOAM MATTRESS COVER ON MY BED

 (a present from my wonderful auntie)

I thought I understood what love was. I'd imagined myself in love before. I was wrong. Those immature feelings of affection were nothing compared to the deep emotional connection I feel with my bed. It understands me. It knows my needs. It's always there for me, no matter what. When I have a bad day, I know that it's back at home, waiting for me. That's what keeps me going. 

Earlier in the year, when I first got my Tempur-Pedic mattress cover, our time together was limited. I didn't get home from work until 2 in the morning, and I had to get up at 9 AM at the latest to get to class, and so my delightful sleeping time was cut miserably short. Luckily, I was able to quit my job and get the full (insert number larger than 6 here) hours of sleep I need to be a happy and functioning human being. 

For the most part.

I do feel better in the mornings now that I'm getting enough sleep, but still. Who enjoys waking up? Certainly not my best friend!

So. Yep. That's my life. Me and my bed and cat pictures on the Internet. It doesn't get much better than this.