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Femme.
Amanda's fifteen,
she's weird,but wonderful.
So in love with Jesus,
Liverpool, and a couple of
Korean stars.
Into music and singing,
loves chocolate frappes.



People ask me, "Why do you believe in God?
How do you know God exists?
What if God is a hoax?"
But I mean, why do people believe in love?
So many people kill each other;
our world is degrading,
divorces are at a all time high,
& a lot of people cheat on one another.
With all that, how can you believe in love?
When you hear it like that,
love just sounds like a hoax.
But when you see love,
when you feel love,
it gives you this hope.
That's why you hear about it all the time;
that's why it's the biggest issue in our world.
Love is something cliche as it sounds,
it's truly unexplainable.
God is unexplainable.
He sent his only son to die for us,
us humans who are so screwed up.
Love is the very foundation our universe is built upon.
Without love, none of us would be here.
-Chloe Higashida & flyy-quotes.xanga.com

amigos
QUOTES(:
1S1'07/2S1'08
Alto One(:
Adele
Ariel
Adina
April
Aricia
Celeste
Crez Chorale
Juniper
Jonas Ng
Jun Ze
KarYee
Khoo Wen Hui
Kelly Ang

Nick Chuan
Pei Yi
Pearlyn
Sheena
Si Jia
Serena
Theng Hui
Wan Ni
Wan Lin
Xin Yuan
Xia Xue

Give praise.

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008 | 10:06 PM
Dry all your tears ; pick ourselves up.
We played the game ; we lost 1-nil.
We cried together ; cause the champions' gone.
They won us ; oh they didnt deserved to.
They pushed; they shoved; they hit high balls.
They were walking ; trying so much lesser than we did.
Yet; the biased umpires made the day go haywire.
When they were handling the ball near the line & the ball went out; the whistle wasnt blown.
But yet when we had the ball near the line & it WASNT out ; the whistle was heard.
The high balls never once they were considered files;
the shovings so tremdous ; "watch your hand" was all that was heard.
Maybe it wasnt them to blame ; cause it was true we werent up to standard in the first half.

We scarificed so much ; time, effort, energy, money, sweat, tears even blood.
We've got injuries ; but we stood up again.
We always had little time to complete our homework ; we still managed to hang on.
We were very very tired; those 10 rounds & sprints.
We spent money, cabbing to training areas, buying drinks.
We cried ; cause we won or lost or were in pain.
We bleed ; cause of injuries ; cause of the pain we feel inside.
As a team we done so much more than any other team ; & yet, we still couldnt overcome the challenge God has posed.

God's making us stronger ; teaching us important lessons.
Yes; I was praying so hard during the game ; I almost wanted to fall on my knees to pray.
I asked "WHY?" when we lost.
I dont blame God ; not even a single bit.
These times maybe sad ; but He'll guide us to move on.

I'll remember the fond memories ; when we helped each other tie our 2 pony tails.
I'll remember us cam-whoring at the basketball court.
I'll remember us crying together as a team.
I'll remember us singing our team song.
I'll remember us cheering together.
I'll remember everythign we've done TOGETHER; as a team.
In my heart ; there'll only be one team, the best team ; the only team that has their players wearing yellow jeserys, blue skirts & 2 ponytails.
THE CRESCENT HOCKEY TEAM.
I LOVE YOU; & I ALWAYS WILL.