yeah, well I guess he's taken, but I'll enter anyway:
I believe I'm lucky because I'm alive. I mean, God must have had to choose. Which ones will be thrown away, and which ones will be given the gift of life. I was chosen, and no matter how bad or good life is, we're all lucky. Some more than others. I'll bet that most of us are in sheltered homes, with great families, and not many problems. While some of the chosen ones are out there, shivering in the cold or dying in the heat. We're all lucky to have the friends we have, online or real. Who cares if we get bullied? Who cares if we lose one fingernail? There are some people out there who'd do anything to have half of our lives, and they were chosen too. So yeah, I'm lucky. I'm really lucky.