FallingLEAVes of Sunshine

I start my first real job on Monday in the Glendale Galleria. I turned in my job application on Thursday, interviewed the next day, and then on Tuesday I filled out the paperwork. I got my work schedule, and I only work three days next week. I'm only a temp, so I work whenever they need me to work. And if things work out good, I have myself a permanent job. Well, as permanent as permanent can be. Right now, they just need a part-timer, so hopefully that'll be okay. Since I'm still living with my parents, part-time work is okay. But, what happens when I move out? I don't know if that'll be enough money. I may have to get a second job, or a new one period. I'm really nervous about starting work. I've worked before, but never a real job. I baby-sat, worked at school, and worked for my family. But I've never had to worry about doing a good job to keep my job. This time, if I mess up, it means I can lose my job. Of course, before, if I messed up, I could...

I got to see Newsboys again. How about that, eh? Thanks to seeing them perform at the Six Flags Hallelujah Jubilee, I became an instant Newsboys fan. Since April, I went to owning only one CD (which I didn't even buy) to owning all but two of their CDs. Actually, the first CD, I found it at the store and remembered Sherisse and Matt had it, so I wanted to get it. It was only a dollar, so my friend said he'd buy it for me, since I bought lunch. Well, the Newsboys concert was awesome. We were out at the Ventura County Fair. Right on the beach front. So, when the sun came down and the wind started blowing, it got really chilly. So, I clapped to keep my hands warm. It was fun. At one point, Peter Furler told even to get on their feet (you know, jumping up and down). Juan looked at our feet, and they were planted firmly on the ground. That was funny. Then, poor Shelley, got to hear me say Pete's words before he did. Not all of them, just some of them. Half of what he said was th...