whining.

A friend of mine, Brian, just told me today that he could die because his heart is failing. The doctor told him that his heart isn't strong enough to pump the blood through his veins, so he has to take steroids and hope something works. If not, he will probably have to get a transplant. He might die, and apparently he's actually prepared for that (or putting on a brave front, either one). That really scares me, because Brian is such a nice kid, and of course doesn't deserve this, and yada yada yada.
I really hope he will be fine. I really do. And I'm not Christian, so I can't pray, I can just hope in my heart that he will make it through this. Although I want Sean so badly right now and it's bothering me, I feel so thankful to be at least mostly healthy (minus the depression and diabetes which are infact treatable and being treated), with an $8/hr job and a family who loves me, and friends who care. I have a roof over my head, and food to eat (enough to become overweight, if I wanted! :P ).
I'm on the honor roll at school and I don't have problems with drugs or alcohol, nor do I really have any enemies. God, I'm so....lucky....is the only word that comes to mine. Even if I can't have Sean, or pass Chemistry with over 80%, I'm still so lucky.

The next time you complain about how you have no friends when you really do, or how you can't afford that iPod y ou've been looking at, or that new bike, or that hot outfit, think, for christ sakes....At least you're not dying. You've got a house. You're healthy. When is enough enough?

Apparently never. We live in such a superficial society.
-sigh-

ps-- I'm not lying, I complain also, at many points, but this is what I'm thinking right at this moment.