Let's pray together?

    I can’t remember the last time I went to a church. I think it was about three years ago. One thing I can tell you: My life was better when I went to the church.
    Today I was thinking about the mass. It was so bore. Sorry God, but it was. I remember the women singing so slow, so disheartened.
    When I was younger there was a group in my church, the young group. We use to go to the church together and pray. It was funny, when we had to sing we used to do it faster than the old women. Our mass was fun.
    But, I don’t know if I was praying for the right reasons. Once I was at the church talking to God (In my thoughts). I remember that I asked him a boyfriend. I said: “Please God, give me a sign. Who will be my first boyfriend?” Then the hottest guy of the neighborhood arrived. I said: “Wow! God, is it for me? Are you sure? Will he be my first boyfriend? I thank you man!”
    But the boy wasn’t interested in me. He was interested in a friend of mine. I believe I was rude with him. He did a joke with me and I said the most boring thing ever said: “In four little installments it will be yours!” He said that my cell phone would belong to him. I know, I’m a boring person.
    But, back to the church thing, I guess I’ll pray this weekend, on the church. Well, I have to see my soap opera first. I can’t miss an episode of “Cordel Encantado” (I don’t know how to write Cordel in English, but Encantado means Enchanted). When I was younger, I guess I was seven. There was a soap opera named “The Vampire Kiss” I was addicted in this soap opera, and the soap opera and the mass started at the same time. I was a child so I choose the soap opera.
    But now I miss the church. I always believed in God. Sometimes I yell at him, but who didn’t?
    I remember the funny moments, the bore moments. And I can remember them with affection, because I was happy. Even when a woman tried to expel us (but it is a story for another post, it’s very funny. I can’t remember this day without laugh.).