summer is no longer about catching fireflies

I guess this is a little depressing for my first post, but it is definitely something I'm sure everyone thinks about as they get older. What happened to those summers? Swim team practice in the morning, capture the flag at night, lemonade all the time.
This summer is not one of them. This summer I have two jobs. I am so thankful for both of them, but unlike past summers, I am not laying poolside or driving around with the windows down all day.
But wait a minute, let me back up and give you a little better idea about myself before these two strenuous summer jobs.
I am a pretty typical 18 year old girl from charlotte, north carolina. Or for that matter, I am a pretty typical 18 year old girl from anywhere. I have been dancing since I was two years old. I had planned on pursuing this through college and even performing professionally. But after this year, God seems to be pointing me in another direction. So I am starting fresh this year, a new school, a new major, a new mind set. (And yes, I can see how cheesy this all sounds. But how can it be cheesy if it's true?)
I have always been very interested in fashion, art, music; I started thinking, if I'm not dancing, why don't I do that? So, currently, I'm following my new dream of becoming a fashion stylist at a magazine. And that magazine will hopefully one day be teen vogue, but whenever I think about that, my mind immediately goes to Juno sarcastically shouting, "DREAM BIG!" at her dog adoring stepmother. Probably minus the sarcastic part.

Anyways, the way all of this connects: the summer, the cubicle job, the teen vogue, is my determination to find a summer job at teenvogue. Or atleast somewhere a little closer to what I want to eventually do with my life. And then I would be happy with skipping out on the capture the flag and the swim team practice to just settle for some lemonade (:
now that endings not so depressing, right?