Well oh my gosh, I cant believe that my boyfriend is actually going to spend the night at my house. My family absolutly loves him but I never actually considered that this could happen. Sure I had dreams about it or whatever, but to think that when i wake up sunday he is going to be there...its almost to much to believe. I mean I know we are engaged and everything but we dont like live together. I cant wait until saturday... and neither can he. I love Daniel so much...it seems to good to be true. He is the perfect guy for me. Last night we were talkin and I could tell that something was wrong with him. So i finally got him to tell me what it was, he's been depressed for a while I know because of everything that is going on right now I dont blame him, but he was telling me how part of him knew that we were going to be ok and part of my thought that if he had to move that I would automatically move on to some other guy. It really made me want to cry but I know that when you get depressed that sometimes you think the worst is going to happen, but I dont care how much changed I would still love him and the only way I would move on is if he like, heaven forbid, died. Seriously. But anyways I hope that this weekend will make him not be so miserable. I cant wait!