|A bundle of thanks|

Dear god,

Thanks for giving me those Barbie dolls when I was 5, got me a mum and dad who caressed and treated me as if I was a little Paris Hilton with 4 tall bodyguards and a big sis who'd instantly come to their rescue whenever I need them. I can see my past and smile thinking how much I've been pampered so well I feel like I'm the luckiest little lady ever.

For I am now a so-called-fun fearless female (hehehehe...), I am to stand up for myself when life doesn't treat me as kindly, or when things aren't going like I want them to be. However, I still owe you a 'thanks' for those joyous laughters shared with my mates, for those endless reliability, for those uplifting admiration, for every ecstasy moment of fasten-heartbeat, and especially for every breakdown that makes me stronger than before. Just like gravity, you bring me down...but then you gain me double invinsibity.