I don't wanna wake up

Stressed doesn't do this feeling enough justice.

Anyways, talked to Scott about how I feel like I'm always been taken for granted. He agreed, which made me cry, and made him cry too, for that matter. I told him that I'm afraid of getting fed up with everything, forcing me to stop caring about our relationship--which will then in turn make me stop trying in our relationship. I really hope it doesn't boil down to that, because I'm in love with that boy.

My computer is fucked beyond recognition. I'm really tempted to spend money I don't have/should'nt spend to upgrade it--thus fixing whatever problem has wedged itself in my harddrive/operating system/video card/etc.

Labs suck.

This past weekend was hella fun though. And hopefully I'll have this weekend to look forward to.