sick of job

I've got a job, everyone. It seems like the only way I can get the job is if I know someone. Oh well. The guy who hired me was in dire need of someone, and my parents know him and his wife. I'm a staff assistant at State Farm Insurance--meaning I answer calls, take messages, fill out payments, mail stuff, fax stuff, file stuff, greet customers and all that.

I hate it. It's probably because I just started, and I don't really have any experience, and everyone treats me like I'm stupid. Wait, there's more. The drive sucks, and I work full-time Monday through Friday. Unbelievable. Which leaves me nights and weekends to edit film. Can I do it? And still be able to see my friends?

I'm also sick. Sore throat and chills. It's like 66 degrees outside, and I'm wearing a hooded sweatshirt (with the hood) and flannel pajama pants. I'm thinking it's all psychological, that this is only happening because I'm stressed at this new job because everything is, well--new.

At least I had an awesome birthday. With the fam, we ate at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse in Irvine and had cake at home. Then my friends ambushed me with a surprise birthday party/sleepover the next day. Amazing. I am so undeserving of my family and friends. Thank you God for these amazing, inspiring people in my life and a great 18th year.

I'm going to go now, 'cuz I should rest up. I've got work tomorrow. Ugh.