Well, I'll paraphrase.
My weekend was good. Dylans Friday for a party, many a good time was had with Kyle and Mike.
Saturday sucked because my hockey team lost 7-3, and I got a fighting penalty that shouldnt have counted as a fight...the guy kciked my ass.
But to be fair, he was 26, and huge. (I play in the mens league.)
Sunday was SOOO much fun. I spent the whole day (basically the whole day after 12pm) With Ashley...went to the mall, hung out at her house. It was really fun. She's taking she shopping one day soon.
But then Monday had to come around, Monday being today. My day was good up until about 45 minutes ago.
When my dad told me my sister (Who lives in Germany with her British Army Husband), my pregnant sister, who has been looking foreward to a baby ever since she told me she was pregnant over the phone. She was so excited.
Anyways, shes in her 2nd trimester (Man, theres gotta be at least 5 of those..sry, trying to lighten the mood for myself) And her baby, if she decides to keep it, and not do anything to prevent its living birth, shall be born with Spino Bifida.
I cant explain it aptly enough. Basically, it can cause multiple deformaties in the baby.
If you would like to read through a bunch of Jargon about Spino Bifida, do so here.
http://www.waisman.wisc.edu/~rowley/sb-kids/wbwsb.html
This is not a good day to certain extents. But Ashloo cheered me up. SO hooray I guess. :\
Perfect.
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