Time Management and Hot Dogs

I may or may not be speeding through my writing of I Love Mr. North to finish reading Savage7289's Surviving Bella. It's so freaking addicting despite the fact that this Edward is an alcoholic, and a manwhore with a shitty temper... I love him. Gah!

On another note, today my niece swindled me into buying one of those big coupon books for her school fundraiser. Her selling point: "You can get buy one get one free hot dogs at Sonic, Ana"

Hell yes.

That girl is definitely my blood.

Okay, I'm off to bed now.

The Beginning

When I was a kid, I wanted to be the President.

At some point in high school, I realized that I had absolutely no interest in politics and that goal went out the window. Thank God.

My name is Mariana and I'm twenty-four years old.

The love of my life is a a baby great dane named Dorian.

I've been dating my boyfriend, Chris, for almost six years.

I've reached a point in my life where I feel pretty lost with what direction I'm going in. School lost its interest almost a year ago when I finished my associate's degree, my job in sales for a cell phone company has started to lose it's awesome-ness, and I had to put my beloved dog of fourteen years, Tommy, to sleep last Thursday night.

Life is changing for me and I don't know how to deal with it.