i've known her since she was 4 feet and 5 inches tall (and in fairness, she never grew that much). she tried to be there every single birthday i had (and pressuring me to cook for her too). i learned to commute from pacita to canossa with her. i knew bon jovi's songs because of her. i had my first boyfriend because of her too (not that i am thankful of that). she covered for me every time i sneak out. she was there when my father died. she listened and cried with me when i was really very low. cooked for me, when i go home from duty. i don't know if i am her bestfriend, but she is mine. and i love her... happy birthday jet!!!!