One Drove Over to the Cukoo's Nest

7:20 pm
It finally happened. The last straw was broken, and my dad has been interned in a mental hospital. My mom and my brother drove him there. Thank God! It's not fun having crazy people around. It's downright stressful. I'm beginning to feel the stress: from work, school and now this. Everything else that you guys have seen in this column I can handle. Except for having a crazy dad. Everything else is just... ugh... tiring.

I just hope his recovery is swift. I'm guessing two weeks; a month tops.

Thankfully, the novela I was watching is over and now I have an extra hour to waste my time. I will spend it studying, as I have a paper due today. I will chat with y'all later.

10:17pm
I have a horrible headache. I got it when I got off work and now it's worse. My evil aunt left a message today jodiendo, again. The dumb bitch probably doesn't know my dad's in the hospital. She thinks Mom won't answer the phone because she's calling. Apparently she thinks all my Mom does during the day is wait by the phone for someone to call. I am fighting the urge to go over there and slap her around some.

There goes my headache again... ay...

The most likely reason my head hurts is because my blood is boiling inside my brain. I really don't know when the hurting started, but either Friday or Saturday night I felt my skull and you know that cartilage that is soft when you're a baby and gets hard as you grow up... well, I can feel it. It feels separated from the rest of my skull. So I'm freaking out. Plus, getting together my work's newsletter is exhausting me. I hope to have it finished by tomorrow. I may need a day off to recover. Not that I would get it.

I still have a DQ due for school and I haven't done it yet. I'm exhausted. But I need to finish it so I can go to bed. Lord help me.