<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:56:51.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Potter &amp; i</title><subtitle type='html'>"Like clay in the hand of the potter, so are you in my hand..." jere 18:6</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-2978166629643224632</id><published>2008-01-14T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:55:19.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grieving afresh</title><summary type='text'>i havent felt this helpless and lost in a long time. old hurts, wounds surfaced with a new twist throwing me into confusion. i struggle, stumble... trying to grasp, process, accept the extent, the implications. i miss, i long, i wonder.i almost forgot what grief feels like. your heart aches at unexpected times and tears both relieve and exacerbates your pain. youre in a perpetual funk - not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2978166629643224632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=2978166629643224632&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/2978166629643224632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/2978166629643224632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2008/01/grieving-afresh.html' title='grieving afresh'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-8521201003306912025</id><published>2007-05-28T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:42:45.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collide</title><summary type='text'>this is quite an old song i know but somehow ive only recently discovered it, and listening to it feels somewhat like finding a soulmate of a song (i know, im strange). the tune just really gets me... reaches that obscure part of you in a way few songs do.putting it here so i can find it whenever i want :) enjoy...The dawn is breakingA light shining throughYou're barely wakingAnd I'm tangled up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/8521201003306912025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=8521201003306912025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/8521201003306912025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/8521201003306912025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2007/05/collide.html' title='collide'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-2360253547542950660</id><published>2007-05-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:39:32.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff, fluff &amp; everything</title><summary type='text'>its been so long since i last blogged i forgot my login and password!the past few months have been a montage of rollercoaster highs and lows, surprises &amp; blows. been on 2 trips - one to kl on a decadent food tour and another to hk for much needed time with dad. both memorable, snapshot filled times! also gleaned new gadgets, new toys :) been overwhelmed with ministry commitments - all worthy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/2360253547542950660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=2360253547542950660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/2360253547542950660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/2360253547542950660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything.html' title='stuff, fluff &amp; everything'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-116454831069712612</id><published>2006-11-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:38:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything of me</title><summary type='text'>I will offer up my life in spirit and truthPouring out the oil of love as my worship to YouIn surrender I must give my every part Lord receive the sacrifice of a broken heart Chorus Jesus, what can I give, what can I bring To so faithful a friend To so loving a King Savior, what can be said What can be sung As a praise of Your name For the things You have done Oh my words could not tell Not even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/116454831069712612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=116454831069712612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116454831069712612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116454831069712612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/11/everything-of-me_26.html' title='everything of me'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-116327013204445437</id><published>2006-11-12T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T02:35:32.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated birthday thanks</title><summary type='text'>it’s the first Saturday night ive stayed home plan-less in a pretty long time, I kinda forgot how lazy and comforting it feels to spend a rainy evening in. such an evening passes surprisingly fast and painless in the company of the gorgeous Will&amp;Grace (and Karen and Jack) ceaselessly spewing well-timed comedic lines (inappropriately) centred on gays, closets, life, melodrama, love and such (boy, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/116327013204445437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=116327013204445437&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116327013204445437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116327013204445437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/11/belated-birthday-thanks.html' title='belated birthday thanks'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-116167869798023964</id><published>2006-10-24T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T16:31:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart for siem reap | part II</title><summary type='text'>After spending 5 days at BBLC, we moved on to Siem Reap City for touristy adventures (think buffet, shopping, massage!). But alas, God was not done… He had more to show and teach me.Landmine MuseumWe visited a landmine museum which was built and maintained by a man called Aki Ra. Here, we learnt more about Cambodia’s history and Aki Ra’s life &amp; work – a man who has devoted his life to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/116167869798023964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=116167869798023964&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116167869798023964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116167869798023964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-heart-for-siem-reap-part-ii.html' title='my heart for siem reap | part II'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-116145272661953081</id><published>2006-10-22T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:45:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart for siem reap | part I</title><summary type='text'> Its been months since I came around here to say anything. Time as always is a scarce commodity for the busy bee Singaporean that’s me.But I just got back from a week long trip in Cambodia and the things I saw, experienced need to be documented (so I will remember) and shared (so it may benefit those who haven’t been). Here goes!BB Learning CentreThe trip was organized by YMCA for a group of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/116145272661953081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=116145272661953081&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116145272661953081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/116145272661953081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-heart-for-siem-reap-part-i.html' title='my heart for siem reap | part I'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-115626455049016247</id><published>2006-08-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T00:35:50.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of the abyss and into the jungle</title><summary type='text'>Yes paddychicken, im ready to climb out of the abyss. In fact ive been ready for some weeks now except fatigue got in the way (it’s a long climb up you know, need perseverance and lotsa rest stops – ok im not making sense, I KNOW)There’s much that I wanted to share in the past 2-3 mths that I never got down to. Guess as always, its easier to start with where I am now than try to coerce my frail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/115626455049016247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=115626455049016247&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/115626455049016247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/115626455049016247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/08/out-of-abyss-and-into-jungle.html' title='out of the abyss and into the jungle'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-115063212866084366</id><published>2006-06-18T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T20:02:08.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammed</title><summary type='text'>tears from the abysschoked, dammedunspoken words, questionswithheld, dammedlove willing, unsoughtsmothered, dammedmuch to release, expressrepressed, dammed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/115063212866084366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=115063212866084366&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/115063212866084366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/115063212866084366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/06/dammed.html' title='dammed'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114874358638154794</id><published>2006-05-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:26:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ordinary people, ordinary day</title><summary type='text'>I’m in an unusually reclusive mood so instead of heading out for the regular fix of community &amp; fun, I’ve decided to come here and blog abt my day and its thoughts.Had one of those open and honest conversations with a close brother. He noted my love for plays and commented about how I’m kind of someone experiential. I didn’t really agree cos I don’t think im driven by the need to experience new, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114874358638154794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114874358638154794&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114874358638154794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114874358638154794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/05/ordinary-people-ordinary-day.html' title='ordinary people, ordinary day'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114831239644556469</id><published>2006-05-22T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:39:56.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank God for songs &amp; frisbee</title><summary type='text'>  Got to give thanks cos God has truly been good.Thanksgiving #1Church on Sunday was a real blessing as I felt God knew my heart and reminded me of what I needed to hear through both the songs &amp; the sermon. Pastor Chris preached on Psalm 91. Here are some learning points for me:As believers, we are called to believe IN God, not just believe ABOUT God.Our faith in God isn’t a cold commitment to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114831239644556469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114831239644556469&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114831239644556469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114831239644556469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/05/thank-god-for-songs-frisbee.html' title='thank God for songs &amp; frisbee'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114796889973045191</id><published>2006-05-18T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T09:44:08.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love shopping better</title><summary type='text'>   Ive been feeling alittle out of it the last couple of days. But instead of moping, ive decided to distract myself with an unnecessary &amp; indulgent entry detailing highlights of my recent trip to Bangkok. Actually only ONE highlight of the trip. Be warned, its floozy.How does one begin to describe the ecstasy of being immersed in shopaholics paradise? The adrenaline rush, heat that hits you as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114796889973045191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114796889973045191&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114796889973045191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114796889973045191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-shopping-better.html' title='i love shopping better'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114783609179491852</id><published>2006-05-17T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T11:28:20.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my steer &amp; strong arm</title><summary type='text'> Clarity eludes me now. But I pray on. The heart has reasons that reason knows not of*. For that reason, I no longer trust it.Aloneness is myopic, at times blinding. Open my eyes God, restore my vision. Make your perspective mine.I’m young and foolish. Helpless, dependent. Be my steer God, your wisdom my sole guide, my strong arm.Lead me Lord, make me follow… You. Not the heart that misleads, the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114783609179491852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114783609179491852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114783609179491852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114783609179491852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-steer-strong-arm.html' title='my steer &amp; strong arm'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114660483137951157</id><published>2006-05-03T05:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T05:33:43.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comic character</title><summary type='text'>as some of you might know, im on a long (dont argue, 2 weeks IS long by my standards) break off work. since ive had much time to waste away the past week, ive been spending some in bed with two cuties namely, Calvin &amp; Hobbes. this strip in particular struck me (click to enlarge)       Released on: Wednesday, Jan 22nd 1986. Images copyright Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate.    it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114660483137951157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114660483137951157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114660483137951157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114660483137951157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/05/comic-character_114660483137951157.html' title='comic character'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114503083439596017</id><published>2006-04-14T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T00:07:15.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when did you fall</title><summary type='text'>i havent blogged in ages. must be the longest break ever eh? just that work's been really bad and stuff that ive been dealing with arent all share-able if you know what i mean ;) nevertheless ill try again to start the habit of dropping by once in abit to share thoughts &amp; whatnots... in a weird way i miss the interactivity i get at this place.today, we will start light by me sharing (yet another)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114503083439596017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114503083439596017&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114503083439596017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114503083439596017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-did-you-fall.html' title='when did you fall'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114135833359825371</id><published>2006-03-03T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:04:23.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss messy</title><summary type='text'>This is a story about a girl whose name is Ms Messy.Ms Messy is, as her name suggests, a messy girl. She is a hoarder and likes to pack the whole house into her bag whenever she goes out. Ms Messy used to also be Ms Careless. Growing up, Ms Messy-Careless often lost her things – wallets in toilets, handphones in cabs, hairclips &amp; hairties everywhere, that kinda thing. She always got scolded by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114135833359825371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114135833359825371&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114135833359825371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114135833359825371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-miss-messy.html' title='little miss messy'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114071109750651450</id><published>2006-02-24T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T00:11:37.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving &amp; random quiz</title><summary type='text'>Hey everyone Thanks for your words of encouragement, sweet messages &amp; in some cases, your company :) It was a tough two weeks &amp; as the last entry revealed, I felt very sucky at some points. BUT things are looking much better. God has kept me through people’s prayers, through the sermons, perspectives that dawned sporadically. I’m still rather weary but I’m going to pen some thanksgiving pts as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114071109750651450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114071109750651450&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114071109750651450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114071109750651450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/02/thanksgiving-random-quiz_24.html' title='thanksgiving &amp; random quiz'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-114023805749773469</id><published>2006-02-18T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:47:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take a dip</title><summary type='text'>  Its nice sometimesTo take a dipThen sinkInto that self-pity, languish poolFloating around in helplessnessWastefulnessForlornnessBlanknessFor awhile.Not long enough to drownOr for water to fill your earsNot long enough to lose sensoryOr shirk responsibilityJust long enough to feel numbAnd ironically rest.Then you stretch those armsAnd paddle to the surfaceEmerge andGaspFor air.You cough &amp; blink </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/114023805749773469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=114023805749773469&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114023805749773469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/114023805749773469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/02/take-dip_114023805749773469.html' title='take a dip'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113941729833734212</id><published>2006-02-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T15:10:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing can i boast in</title><summary type='text'>[paddychicken - i know its verse, but read on. there's more]At God’s perfect timingChrist died for fallen menHe wore a crown of thornsNails driven through His handsChrist willingly endured itTo death He chose to goHe broke His body for usShed blood to make us wholeNothing can I boast inMy life is scarred with sinMy works are filthy ragsNo merit can I bringYet mercy filled Christ’s heartLove took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113941729833734212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113941729833734212&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113941729833734212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113941729833734212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/02/nothing-can-i-boast-in_09.html' title='nothing can i boast in'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113868928103033312</id><published>2006-01-31T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T14:34:41.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pong pong hu</title><summary type='text'>Its CNY &amp; there’s much to be said abt reunion dinners, long car rides across the causeway, sleeping, feasting, reading, pineapple tarts, firecrackers (in msia you get that) &amp; seeing relatives you haven’t seen in a year. But all that pales in comparison to my latest, darkest achievement. *drumroll* I finally, finally, finally learnt… MAHJONG!!! Abit of background. Im quite the games freak. I like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113868928103033312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113868928103033312&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113868928103033312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113868928103033312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/01/pong-pong-hu_31.html' title='pong pong hu'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113807011344347792</id><published>2006-01-24T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T10:40:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a peek at the geek</title><summary type='text'>guess what? guess who? guess when?JASON MRAZ is FINALLY coming to toooooooooown!!!!!!!! march 17, esplanade. ticket sales open tomorrow. hows that kelv, sherry?! and we thought he'd never swing this way. im all psyched. i'll finally get a peek at the geek, hear the wordplay play away.give us some of the best seats in the house, please!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113807011344347792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113807011344347792&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113807011344347792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113807011344347792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/01/peek-at-geek.html' title='a peek at the geek'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113794673120722822</id><published>2006-01-22T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T00:26:21.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i carry your heart</title><summary type='text'>ive actually got other less intense &amp; more interesting topics to blog about. but these need more brainwork &amp; research &amp; im not up to that right now so a condensed personal sharing is all you'll get ;)it was an emotionally draining week for me last. close friends needed me so i played little ms agony a couple of nights in a row. had personal issues too - struggling to love pple genuinely, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113794673120722822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113794673120722822&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113794673120722822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113794673120722822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-carry-your-heart.html' title='i carry your heart'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113707475336023705</id><published>2006-01-12T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T23:51:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super single slurpy</title><summary type='text'>Im having a super duper hyper so-happy-im-single week. Quite a phenomenon :)Seated in the back staring out through the misty window that late rainy night, it was perfect for melancholy. Instead, I felt blissful. Having had a blast chillin’ &amp; playing a myriad of dumb games till 3, I was extremely tired but extremely happy.On the cruise home, amidst the boyish banter in front (about engines &amp; other</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113707475336023705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113707475336023705&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113707475336023705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113707475336023705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/01/super-single-slurpy.html' title='super single slurpy'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113679707571467285</id><published>2006-01-09T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T13:13:07.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavy stuff</title><summary type='text'>Its been ages since I last blogged. Partly cos Ive been caught up with people &amp; festivities. Partly cos I had nothing that poignant or funny to share.But here I am again – this time with a sober mind &amp; a heavy heart. Afraid it ain’t gonna be a sprightly first entry for the new year but ive got to get it out there.Found out today that the sweet, cheerful cleaning lady that comes around every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113679707571467285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113679707571467285&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113679707571467285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113679707571467285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2006/01/heavy-stuff.html' title='heavy stuff'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113515687449464167</id><published>2005-12-21T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T17:21:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas whats wheres whos</title><summary type='text'>  despite warnings to start xmas shopping &amp; writing early this year, ive done it again.its been a mad 4 days as i try hard to squeeze in every possible lil' bit of shopping &amp; plotting into every lil' spare moment of the day. at the start of this wk, i looked at my (ever-expanding) gift &amp; card list &amp; realised its almost an impossible task to make it by xmas given how stupidly ive packed lunch &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113515687449464167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113515687449464167&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113515687449464167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113515687449464167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-whats-wheres-whos.html' title='christmas whats wheres whos'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113462556735622644</id><published>2005-12-17T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T12:53:49.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the main thing</title><summary type='text'>Came to the realisation recently that my life has become too busy and too cluttered with jigsaw pieces of work, ministry, people, play. Theres always someone to meet, something to plan, some activity to enjoy, some errand to run. For awhile, I had the want-to-do-everything, be-everything-to-everyone &amp; be-everywhere syndrome. And for awhile I liked it that way cos life felt… full. I felt like what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113462556735622644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113462556735622644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113462556735622644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113462556735622644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/12/main-thing.html' title='the main thing'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113364076993817760</id><published>2005-12-15T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:31:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love you no matter what</title><summary type='text'>drafted 04 deci just watched chicken little tonight. the characters were all super duper cute! most parts were silly slapstick funny but there were a couple of awww hes-so-poor-thing moments as well. overall it was a wacky, lighthearted movie with a shallow plot. enjoyable if you just want a no-brainer :Isomehow i have a knack of getting the emo, struck-to-the-heart moment at the most unexpected </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113364076993817760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113364076993817760&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113364076993817760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113364076993817760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-you-no-matter-what.html' title='love you no matter what'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113438782677430427</id><published>2005-12-12T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T23:32:08.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>step #114</title><summary type='text'>I'm so very very very very tired.Have you had one of those moments where you’re focusing hard on a task at hand and just as you are about to do step #114 after finishing step #113, your mind just sorta blanks out? Like T.O.T.A.L.L.Y blank out?Upon consciousness, I thought &amp; thought &amp; searched my synapses for what step #114 was. Step #114 which came into view then strangely slipped away before I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113438782677430427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113438782677430427&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113438782677430427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113438782677430427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/12/step-114.html' title='step #114'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113363638662894945</id><published>2005-12-04T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T03:24:24.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby baby</title><summary type='text'>my closer friends all know i adore babies &amp; toddlers. at least i love to cuddle &amp; admire their cuteness. a fact partially proven by the collection of adorable baby pics stored in my hp - mostly of stranger too-cute-to-miss kids! :) looking after ten 3-year olds running amok in nursery is another story altogether though... 3hrs is more than i can take at ago.isnt she just the cutest thing?ive been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113363638662894945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113363638662894945&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113363638662894945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113363638662894945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/12/baby-baby.html' title='baby baby'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113297959498907727</id><published>2005-11-28T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T15:37:37.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what a night!</title><summary type='text'>okay. after all the whining i did this week abt nightly rehearsals &amp; dumb costumes, i have to admit it all paid off. we came in... *drumroll* SECOND!!! woohoo! not bad for 4 days worth of work! :)to bring most of you up to speed - its been a crazy week at work for me cos i. workload is peaking as we prepare for end-year festivities &amp; lotsa events/initiatives for the new year ii. there was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113297959498907727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113297959498907727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113297959498907727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113297959498907727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-what-night.html' title='oh what a night!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113224084562628928</id><published>2005-11-23T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:21:47.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pilgrims on a journey</title><summary type='text'>returning home on the mrt the other night, i was unexpectedly overwhelmed by more than a few young, chatty, pimply teenagers. wondered why so many of them were around so late (by my motherly standards!) on a weekday night before it dawned - exams are out, school hols are in!observing them, it kinda brought me back to my sec school days. the awkwardness, the zits, the experimental dressing, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113224084562628928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113224084562628928&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113224084562628928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113224084562628928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/pilgrims-on-journey.html' title='pilgrims on a journey'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113202370205925406</id><published>2005-11-17T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T22:49:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little more</title><summary type='text'>songs are a huge part of my life. being attuned to lyrics, im always drawn to words that speak out on my behalf. been listening to jennifer knapp again the past week &amp; i cant get enough of this song. wish i cld play it here somehow... maybe when i figure that out, it'd be easier for you to see what i mean :)________________________turn Your eyes from on this way i have proved to live a dastardly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113202370205925406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113202370205925406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113202370205925406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113202370205925406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/little-more.html' title='a little more'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113210941632884644</id><published>2005-11-16T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T10:45:03.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that cosy time of year</title><summary type='text'>Is it me or has Christmas arrived esp early this year? :)Having time to roam the streets of Orchard last week, I was surprised to find decorations up &amp; announcing the yuletide season. What? Its Christmas again? So soon?! I was out of town for 10 days &amp; at a magical sweep of the wand, every store, mall was suddenly transformed fancy. Tall lit ribboned trees are up &amp; proud at every other street </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113210941632884644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113210941632884644&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113210941632884644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113210941632884644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/that-cosy-time-of-year.html' title='that cosy time of year'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113170888713775378</id><published>2005-11-12T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:26:43.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind your language?</title><summary type='text'>we had the most interesting of dessert topics yest nite - swearing. what words do you swear/exclaim with? under what circumstances? would you swear in front of church pple? is it wrong to swear? our humourous conversation over to-die-for sticky toffee pudding at the marmalade pantry. slurp.what words what circumstancesi think this varied from person to person. it seemed like we each had different</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113170888713775378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113170888713775378&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113170888713775378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113170888713775378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/mind-your-language.html' title='mind your language?'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113170721762949919</id><published>2005-11-11T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:21:33.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's get it started</title><summary type='text'>within the span of 12 hrs, ive heard two separate accounts of how two couples got tog. one is a 3-mth old story &amp; the other a 3-day old one.both tales are rather different but there are common lessons (&amp; then some) to be drawn... 1. the guys in both cases were natural in developing the friendship and were bold enough to step up the game2. both stories were marked by mutual reciprocity - meaning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113170721762949919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113170721762949919&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113170721762949919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113170721762949919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/lets-get-it-started.html' title='let&apos;s get it started'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113168154645224132</id><published>2005-11-11T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T13:33:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bali high</title><summary type='text'>the week has zoomed past fast &amp; i figured i better get ard to doing the thing on my list - blog! :)    a word must be said abt the incredible trip we made to Bali. being my first time there, i had high hopes thanks to the bali enthusiasts in my life. glad to say i wasnt disappointed despite falling ill on the first day! :) some things i really enjoyed abt the trip:    outdoor fun - we did water </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113168154645224132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113168154645224132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113168154645224132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113168154645224132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/bali-high.html' title='bali high'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113133658697545533</id><published>2005-11-07T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T12:16:11.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sabbath week</title><summary type='text'>Its been a whirlwind 10days. Sitting here in my pjs, I barely know where to start.     Was away on a holiday, youth camp and a retreat all backtoback. Besides gaining a deep tan, pronounced eyebags, bruises, scratches &amp; aching muscles, ive also gathered new encounters, fab memories, insights &amp; lessons - much to mull over &amp; tie down.     Which makes this week of leave perfect. Time to rest, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113133658697545533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113133658697545533&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113133658697545533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113133658697545533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-sabbath-week.html' title='my sabbath week'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113038469210946207</id><published>2005-10-27T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:48:42.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>better together</title><summary type='text'>There is no combination of wordsI could put on the back of a postcardAnd no song that I could sing, but I can try for your heartOur dreams, and they are made out of real thingsLike a shoebox of photographs with sepia tone loving Love is the answerAt least for most of the questions in my heartWhy are we here and where do we goAnd how come it's so hardIt's not always easy and sometimes life can be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113038469210946207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113038469210946207&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113038469210946207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113038469210946207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/better-together.html' title='better together'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-113023427385612902</id><published>2005-10-25T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:23:08.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grow old with who</title><summary type='text'>On the way to work this morning, I noticed an old lady standing alone on the mrt. When the train was approaching city hall, she started squeezing her way against the crowd toward the other door (that wasn’t opening). Thinking she was going to exit, heading for the wrong one, I was about to tap her shoulder to alert her when I realised she was going toward another aged man, sitting at the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/113023427385612902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=113023427385612902&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113023427385612902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/113023427385612902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/grow-old-with-who.html' title='grow old with who'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112992433210440204</id><published>2005-10-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:20:33.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin! NOT. im back to the old</title><summary type='text'>hey peeps, decided to change back to bright pink as much as it'd hurt your eyes. sorry lar, this tech dumbo really cant figure out despite hints from pple [thanks quop - tried but didnt work :( ]hopefully in time i can find sth more stable &amp;/or ill up my html skills enough to work magic :) meanwhile, just bear with it k? ;) hee________________________think ill take a poll - pls vote via comments </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112992433210440204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112992433210440204&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112992433210440204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112992433210440204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-skin-not-im-back-to-old.html' title='new skin! NOT. im back to the old'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112978187609246144</id><published>2005-10-20T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:24:48.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>encounter with a good man</title><summary type='text'>this is a true account of a very honest taxi driver that me &amp; ACG encountered a couple of nights ago. here is ACG’s letter of commendation to the taxi company (posted with her permission) – im too lazy to narrate so here it is with most details changed for confidentiality's sake.   Dear Sir/Madam    I am writing to commend Comfort driver Mr Neo, of taxi number SH---- for his honesty, and his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112978187609246144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112978187609246144&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112978187609246144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112978187609246144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/encounter-with-good-man.html' title='encounter with a good man'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112963212551121638</id><published>2005-10-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:27:34.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downtime update</title><summary type='text'>an update folks :)  thanks lots for caring &amp; praying. really appreciate your smses &amp; msgs - you dont know how comforting it was to me. thankfully, the issue that was troubling my dad (&amp; overwhelming me) was not as bad as i imagined and things are resolvable. even in my spate of panic, God was really good in bringing to mind thanksgiving, blessings re the situation, showing me how things cld be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112963212551121638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112963212551121638&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112963212551121638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112963212551121638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/downtime-update.html' title='downtime update'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112962941078856507</id><published>2005-10-18T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:30:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nasty secret dating &amp; related thoughts</title><summary type='text'>We all know how the internet teems with negative, tempting messages – the constant pop-ups, distracting images &amp; words. Mostly prying on our desire for intimacy, mostly offering invalid, sinful alternatives that are irrelevant to us, His people.I usually ignore &amp; close away this nonsense. But while chatting online today (yah, they even have ads under instant msging boxes rite – every possible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112962941078856507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112962941078856507&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112962941078856507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112962941078856507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/nasty-secret-dating-related-thoughts.html' title='nasty secret dating &amp; related thoughts'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112951556081905512</id><published>2005-10-17T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:32:36.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downtime</title><summary type='text'>  Its not been a very good morning at all. The funny stuff I had thought of blogging about abruptly faded in significance - my heart is heavy :( Ask for your prayers for my dad &amp; I. Pray for patience, understanding, honesty and an acute dependence on Him. Pls pray that both of us would not allow the issue at hand to divide us, to recognise His sovereignty &amp; power to sustain us. Pray that God will</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112951556081905512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112951556081905512&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112951556081905512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112951556081905512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/downtime.html' title='downtime'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112896648635655016</id><published>2005-10-11T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:38:28.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh buble?</title><summary type='text'>i really hate to have another rave entry in such quick succession (ref the one abt guitar boy) but michael buble's concert deserve mention alright.ok if you know me, you'd know im quite the jazz fan. not so much blues, swing kinda jazz, but more bossa nova (mind games, lisa ono, gilberto), mainstream (frank sinatra, laura fygi, diana krall, stacey kent) and some airy-fairy types (lisa ekdahl &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112896648635655016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112896648635655016&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112896648635655016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112896648635655016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/oh-buble.html' title='oh buble?'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112891164722342255</id><published>2005-10-10T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:42:42.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nerd alert</title><summary type='text'>got this test off someone's site - im rather disappointed im not as nerdy as i thought! :( given the fact that i sat in the front row during tuts &amp; ferociously took notes, you wld reckon my score wld be higher. not fair lar, the test comprised of mostly scientific qns. bet i cld be nerdier if it was artsy or on finance. you folks should take the test &amp; share how you fare! :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112891164722342255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112891164722342255&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112891164722342255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112891164722342255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/nerd-alert.html' title='nerd alert'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112848040660729114</id><published>2005-10-05T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:44:07.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reencounters</title><summary type='text'>this is inspired by Ling’s recent entry :)Hands up – how many of us have had those terribly torturous crushes in sec school, JC that seemed to last for eons? the heart racing, eyes darting, feet jittering (ok I exaggerate) that grips you when the super cute, desirable guy (or girl) walks past / catches your eye / talks to you? Don’t bluff okay. Surely have – at least ONE? Haha I had, lets see… at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112848040660729114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112848040660729114&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112848040660729114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112848040660729114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/reencounters.html' title='reencounters'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112833944948902847</id><published>2005-10-03T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:46:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till death</title><summary type='text'>For a twentysomething yr old girl I contemplate death quite a bit. Was just at the cemetery over the weekend… In the day time, its actually a beautiful, sunny, peaceful place. Rather ideal for pondering &amp; journaling if you ask me just that its too far off to be convenient. It’s not hard to be reminded of the certainty of death while amongst the graves. I always wonder about the families of these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112833944948902847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112833944948902847&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112833944948902847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112833944948902847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/10/till-death.html' title='till death'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112796578310822395</id><published>2005-09-29T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:34:27.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poetry improv</title><summary type='text'>a very random notethats mostly a conversation quotei share a rather brilliant strokeof poetry that rust wittily wrote__________________silverust says:let me attempt rhymy funny poemsilverust says:give me a themesilverust says:(I think errol is better at tt)pearls says:haha er talk abt carrotssilverust says:wah.once upon a timerabbit wanted to do crimepacked his evil bag and covered his face like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112796578310822395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112796578310822395&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112796578310822395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112796578310822395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/poetry-improv.html' title='poetry improv'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112780528776293417</id><published>2005-09-27T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:48:41.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>opps he did it again</title><summary type='text'>okay brace yourself for verrrrry floozy entry :Premember the voice that captivated me &amp; Ling that fateful night at the seafood restaurant? we just heard him again at lunch today… and he’s as mesmerizing as ever. esplanade did a lunchbox thingy where mr heavenly-voice, with his band (altogether they are Timmy), played love songs that would melt any girl’s heart.yes, we are suckers unanimous but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112780528776293417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112780528776293417&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112780528776293417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112780528776293417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/opps-he-did-it-again.html' title='opps he did it again'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112728460827857745</id><published>2005-09-21T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T14:25:35.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sepia so vague</title><summary type='text'>faded memoriesso sepia, so vagueso hard to recall, yet so hard to vacatethe void you left, our God did fillbut i wish often that you are with me stillthere are times i forget the look of your facei close my eyes to imagine your embracelife without you starting to outweigh life withmy mind’s running out of room, out of spacesomewhere along the wayi stopped asking why you had to gosomewhere over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112728460827857745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112728460827857745&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112728460827857745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112728460827857745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/so-sepia-so-vague.html' title='so sepia so vague'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112704989167572818</id><published>2005-09-18T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T21:24:51.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pardon my sensitivities</title><summary type='text'>Over the past 3 days, ive had various conversations where us girls have tried to explain this obscure phenomenon of the PMS to them boys. As much as the causes &amp; symptoms also elude &amp; baffle us females, ill attempt to explicate on the subject. And in so doing, to hopefully help us male &amp; female alike, to deal with the dreaded effects together :)From the guys’ point of view, PMS is simply a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112704989167572818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112704989167572818&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112704989167572818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112704989167572818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/pardon-my-sensitivities_18.html' title='pardon my sensitivities'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112658318532683664</id><published>2005-09-13T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T16:51:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging my musings</title><summary type='text'>The topic of blogging came up sat night. A friend had just found out I blog and being a non-blogger, he asked the natural questions: Why do you blog? Do you have an exhibitionist streak? What do you blog abt?Every blogger gets confronted with these questions. By friends &amp; mostly by oneself. Rereading my first entry, I wonder if its clear the thought process I went through before attempting this, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112658318532683664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112658318532683664&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112658318532683664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112658318532683664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/blogging-my-musings.html' title='blogging my musings'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112645401921618777</id><published>2005-09-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T17:14:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding comebacks</title><summary type='text'>attended another wedding at my previous church yesterday and thankfully, the post-wedding interactions were a lot more intimate than the last. by intimate I mean, genuine catching up vs hi-byes type of.i wasnt suffering from any wedding blues &amp; was in fact in one of my cheerer moods (it helps that i wasnt pmsing - it really helps). so cheery i was engaging in natural conversation with everyone, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112645401921618777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112645401921618777&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112645401921618777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112645401921618777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/wedding-comebacks.html' title='wedding comebacks'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112614906046306821</id><published>2005-09-08T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:46:28.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute</title><summary type='text'>you were my truest companionyou were my truest friendyou were there when i needed someone to talk toyou were there when i needed a handyou woke me up every morningeven on the rainy daysyou were in on my conversations conveyed my smiles, frowns &amp; crazeyou knew the unsent storiesthe ones that remained on storeand i could count on you to rememberdetails that would normally boreyou were always a good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112614906046306821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112614906046306821&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112614906046306821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112614906046306821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/tribute.html' title='a tribute'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112607016792781656</id><published>2005-09-07T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T13:29:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glimpses of heaven</title><summary type='text'>We are studying the intriguing &amp; mysterious book of Revelation now. Really glad to have learnt many new things and cleared up some misconceptions about it :)In our last study, WH brought up a really good point that humans make up own ideas of heaven &amp; its usually a mish mash of their own desires &amp; wants instead of what God Himself has revealed. Here are some egs of that I came up with.Human Ideas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112607016792781656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112607016792781656&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112607016792781656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112607016792781656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/glimpses-of-heaven.html' title='glimpses of heaven'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112588861481701726</id><published>2005-09-05T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T10:52:22.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just the way you are</title><summary type='text'>although we had no claimyou held your hand of mercy to uswhat we receive for all our work on earthis pain and deathyour love we do not deservewe could not save ourselvesand yet you gave a gift of life through Jesushanging, bleeding on a crossin selfishness and sinwe have been blinded from your truthwe hate, we hurt, we hide from youpretending we're in controlbut please now open our eyesreplace </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112588861481701726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112588861481701726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112588861481701726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112588861481701726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/just-way-you-are.html' title='just the way you are'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112562601504928388</id><published>2005-09-02T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T09:59:49.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the extinction of men</title><summary type='text'> an article on christianity today abt the rarity of godly men :) interesting perspective esp coming from a single guy! then again, he's never been to arpc which im assured by others, have tonnes. haha the debate continues...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112562601504928388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112562601504928388&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112562601504928388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112562601504928388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/09/extinction-of-men_02.html' title='the extinction of men'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112539368797596014</id><published>2005-08-31T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T12:59:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diamonds - girl's best friend?</title><summary type='text'>warning: this is super frivolous entry written awhile back, posted for someone's amusement ;) probably unedifying so you shd skip it if you think it might stumble you esp if you already have a weakness for those sparklies. OR if you might be tempted to judge me. heh heh :)____________________________You know how they say diamonds are a girl’s best friend? I never quite understood the enormity/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112539368797596014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112539368797596014&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112539368797596014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112539368797596014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/diamonds-girls-best-friend.html' title='diamonds - girl&apos;s best friend?'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112538259014667830</id><published>2005-08-30T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T13:00:20.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inconvenient love</title><summary type='text'>God’s teaching me new lessons on love.First Chris’ sermon a fortnight ago highlighted how true generosity isn’t that which comes out of abundance, excess. But rather one that gives even in amidst poverty, personal need. Helpful passages that bring home the point about true giving – the poor woman giving what little she had (Mark 12:41-43) and the example of the Macedonian church who gave beyond </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112538259014667830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112538259014667830&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112538259014667830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112538259014667830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/inconvenient-love.html' title='inconvenient love'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112505046431430963</id><published>2005-08-30T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:04:06.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christ hack - accountability</title><summary type='text'>christ hacks has its own site now. original entry, along with other hacks can be found here :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112505046431430963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112505046431430963&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112505046431430963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112505046431430963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/christ-hack-accountability.html' title='christ hack - accountability'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112468262589810076</id><published>2005-08-22T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T10:46:56.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contentment &amp; gifts</title><summary type='text'>sry for lousy previous entry. sorted some stuff out &amp; the wkend was awesome so im back to happy dandy, lets press on mood! as some of you wld know (so delighted ive been telling everyone in sight), i managed to catch Stacey Kent afterall (various attempts previously flopped) and free at that! whats more, we were seated 3rd row from the front – talk about value :p Thanks Chelsia!!it was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112468262589810076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112468262589810076&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112468262589810076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112468262589810076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/contentment-gifts.html' title='contentment &amp; gifts'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112442423055663519</id><published>2005-08-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T15:27:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awful annoyance</title><summary type='text'>argh. there are moments in a day where i wish i didnt have to deal with anyone. really. esp naggy, unreasonable, utterly annoying vendors/colleagues.i feel annoyed at them and at myself at the same time. feel really urked that she was rude &amp; being a pain. classic case of two selfish, proud persons both unwillingly to step back, be gracious.but more than annoyance with her, i feel disappointed &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112442423055663519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112442423055663519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112442423055663519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112442423055663519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/awful-annoyance.html' title='awful annoyance'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112436285514203747</id><published>2005-08-18T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T11:12:57.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live to the hilt</title><summary type='text'>one of my fave quotes by jim elliot - needful reminder on contentment:wherever you are, be ALL there. live to the hilt every situation you believe to be the will of God.recurring theme today: Wait for the LORDBe strong and take heart...                                         and wait for the LORD.                                                                              psalm 27:14 Be still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112436285514203747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112436285514203747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112436285514203747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112436285514203747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/live-to-hilt.html' title='live to the hilt'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112407708683684715</id><published>2005-08-15T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:27:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving monday</title><summary type='text'>im a very happy (tho very tired, muted) girl for 2 reasons which ive got to share &amp; give thanks.happy sunny sundayfirstly, the dreadful event that ive been working towards for wks is FINALLY OVER! as some of you wld know, ive been stressed to zits for this esp in the last 2 wks. thankful for everything – the weather (that it held out), the great great band (thanks SO much, Brandon – the music was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112407708683684715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112407708683684715&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112407708683684715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112407708683684715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/thanksgiving-monday.html' title='thanksgiving monday'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112358320705682619</id><published>2005-08-09T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:02:19.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentimental hoarder</title><summary type='text'>its been a rather fruitful national day - i finally got around to clearing out my wardrobe &amp; ridding of unwanted clothes &amp; stuff. its a long overdue task &amp; daddy made me promise since 2 wks back to make gd use of the PH... being mentally prepared in advance helps i guess. im not a procrastinator on most things but ive to admit that getting to this took a loooooong while ;)in the process, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112358320705682619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112358320705682619&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112358320705682619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112358320705682619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/sentimental-hoarder.html' title='sentimental hoarder'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112347664705842765</id><published>2005-08-08T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:05:40.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be still my heart</title><summary type='text'>(yet another) song of the week! this is so on repeat mode on my pod ;) cant be as indifferent as she is but this song's quite wise... you think?My heart is not lonely or brokenIt's not of ice or of goldNor has my heart ever spokenTo me when a love has grown coldI felt not the faintest flutterWhen you brushed my cheek as you passedNor will I willingly clutterMy life with these thing that don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112347664705842765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112347664705842765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112347664705842765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112347664705842765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/be-still-my-heart.html' title='be still my heart'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112317391561696635</id><published>2005-08-04T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T17:17:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whimsical willy wonka</title><summary type='text'>just watched charlie &amp; the choc factory &amp; it was fab! loved the original roald dahl book &amp; was kinda iffy abt a movie version of it but im glad i was proved wrong. tim burton, johnny depp &amp; rest of cast brought out the story incredibly well. childlike &amp; whimsically cute... brought back memories of when i first read it - felt like a kid all over again! :) weblink here its a really cool story </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112317391561696635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112317391561696635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112317391561696635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112317391561696635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/whimsical-willy-wonka_112317391561696635.html' title='whimsical willy wonka'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112315665368802985</id><published>2005-08-04T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T19:57:33.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons on faithfulness part II</title><summary type='text'>the sharing continues...ii. Marrying daughters of foreign godsGod did not want the Israelites to marry daughters of foreign gods [people of different beliefs NOT different races. Interracial marriages are fine between Christians] for 2 reasons:i.  Israelites would be led away from serving God, towards worshipping idolsii. God wanted godly offspring from their marriagesMy thoughts/strugglesThe </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112315665368802985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112315665368802985&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112315665368802985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112315665368802985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/lessons-on-faithfulness-part-ii_04.html' title='lessons on faithfulness part II'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112300066608416201</id><published>2005-08-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T13:57:54.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons on faithfulness part I</title><summary type='text'>we've been learning alot in the past wk or so about marriage - what it means to God, what it shd mean for us. beyond that, issues on faithfulness, divorce were touched on. some lessons learnt, struggles i face:In Malachi, we see how God was upset with the Israelites fori. breaking faith in their marriages – contravene purpose of marriage/God’s characterii. marrying daughters of foreign gods – </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112300066608416201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112300066608416201&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112300066608416201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112300066608416201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/08/lessons-on-faithfulness-part-i.html' title='lessons on faithfulness part I'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112282124991062848</id><published>2005-07-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T09:18:40.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she hurts she wonders she tries</title><summary type='text'>can wounds reopen she asksold wounds can still smartnot as frequently, not as painfulbut still smartwhat does one do with old relationshipsdo we leave them on the shelves in the recesses ordo we take them off, dust them &amp; try to work new stories, life into themshe wonders if life could have played out better, with more warmth, less distancebut these wonders are in vain &amp; silly cos no one knowsyou</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112282124991062848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112282124991062848&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112282124991062848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112282124991062848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/she-hurts-she-wonders-she-tries.html' title='she hurts she wonders she tries'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112287607239903666</id><published>2005-07-31T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T14:03:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brighter than sunshine</title><summary type='text'>the best kind of love is the kind that creeps up on youinspired by the song of week, which gotta bebrighter than sunshine by aqualungcheck out lyrics here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112287607239903666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112287607239903666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112287607239903666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112287607239903666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/brighter-than-sunshine_112287607239903666.html' title='brighter than sunshine'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112260076839479005</id><published>2005-07-29T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:32:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the brick testament</title><summary type='text'>someone sent me a link to this site http://www.thebricktestament.com/ you shd check it out - its the cutest!!!it features bible stories told by some guy using LEGO &amp; bible quotations - very ingenious. he has done stories from the garden of eden to moses to gospels, even the epistles! alot more on OT i guess cos OT more drama. dont know how accurate the portrayals are but i think those ive seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112260076839479005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112260076839479005&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112260076839479005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112260076839479005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/brick-testament.html' title='the brick testament'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112245039776087607</id><published>2005-07-27T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T16:26:13.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of my heart</title><summary type='text'>another season of goodbyesshing just left last sat back to sydney and steph's leaving tomorrow back to the States. both are sisters that have grown especially dear. this song articulates quite well what i feel whenever someone precious leaves me. as i shared before (missing &amp; risking), its always tough to say goodbye, be left behind. but God's gracious i know &amp; provides new people, new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112245039776087607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112245039776087607&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112245039776087607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112245039776087607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/piece-of-my-heart.html' title='piece of my heart'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112182561980860545</id><published>2005-07-25T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T15:14:07.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you calling elite?</title><summary type='text'>at supper, i was sitting with 6 other rather inebriated pple (they met me after a wine tasting event), of which only 3 were prior acquaintances. background on pple: one taking a break from studies at Harvard law school, a stay-home therapist/psychologist trained abroad, 2 journalists, a childhood educator returning to Stanford for masters, a scholar serving his bond and plain old me.as is typical</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112182561980860545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112182561980860545&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112182561980860545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112182561980860545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/who-are-you-calling-elite.html' title='who are you calling elite?'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112202377363889301</id><published>2005-07-22T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T17:57:13.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sri lanka</title><summary type='text'>a friend made a trip to sri lanka recently to help post-tsunami. here are some really gorgeous pictures taken by a guy on the trip... inspiringhttp://sniperd.clubsnap.org/gallery/SriLanka2005coincidentally (or not), the Bank is calling out for volunteers to help out in sri lanka this sept/oct - rebuilding, educating kids, etc. super tempted to go! gotta plan leave &amp; seek approval tho... sth to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112202377363889301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112202377363889301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112202377363889301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112202377363889301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/sri-lanka.html' title='sri lanka'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112132334836038576</id><published>2005-07-18T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T16:38:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome!</title><summary type='text'>the weekend at PTBC was awesome. many reminders abt our salvation &amp; assurance in Christ - renewed convictions abt my identity in Him, the certainty of my inheritance &amp; the host of spiritual blessings i have as His child :) most of all, God reminded me how very very much He loves me &amp; there's little i shd fear, fret about. He is just too good for words.What then shall we say that Abraham, our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112132334836038576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112132334836038576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112132334836038576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112132334836038576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/awesome.html' title='awesome!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112139571776393681</id><published>2005-07-15T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T11:24:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything in its time</title><summary type='text'>mel shared this song and it touched me at the core. speaks so true of what i sometimes feel - weariness, loneliness, stubbornness in walking this narrow journey for Him. beautiful beautiful song. its been one those tough weeks &amp; this was just the comfort i needed... thanks mel._____________________________sometimes i wonder what lies aheadhow long till my hunger is fedthey say its hard to make it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112139571776393681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112139571776393681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112139571776393681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112139571776393681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/everything-in-its-time.html' title='everything in its time'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112100664478463230</id><published>2005-07-10T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T23:56:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should we make of it</title><summary type='text'>3 weeks ago, i bumped into an ex-churchmate LL at the most unexpected place - the mango store at suntec on the opening day of sale (yes, i succumbed to the mango sale frenzy but no i did not queue to get in - ill save my views on the madness for another time :)) it was really nice catching up with her as i hadnt seen her since she left for london last aug. she was back for 2 wks to attend a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112100664478463230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112100664478463230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112100664478463230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112100664478463230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-should-we-make-of-it.html' title='what should we make of it'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112080782531487947</id><published>2005-07-08T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:55:33.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday Ting Eeling!!!</title><summary type='text'>cheers to 24 years of loveliness, our 11 years of friendship &amp; a month of marital bliss!most of all, to His eternal faithfulness &amp; grace to us. youre my ting eelingpumpyyumpyyumpy kinyoure my sweetie pieyoure my gumdrops smickums smickumsyoure the apple of my eye! miss you lots &amp; many big bear hugs from sg</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112080782531487947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112080782531487947&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112080782531487947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112080782531487947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-ting-eeling.html' title='happy birthday Ting Eeling!!!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112047238970386797</id><published>2005-07-04T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T20:54:43.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loud poems loud songs</title><summary type='text'>last nite we went to watch Mel perform in the play entitled Poetic Licence - its a visual enactment of a series of local poems. very very cool &amp; impressive. the poems were varied -mostly pensive, some angsty, some quirky, some really funny &amp; one sensuous. personally moved by a couple - really liked Now, Palindrome #1: Winter Tears, Farewell to Sumana, Dead Nerd's Gf &amp; the Loud Poems - great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112047238970386797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112047238970386797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112047238970386797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112047238970386797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/07/loud-poems-loud-songs.html' title='loud poems loud songs'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-112003829554342987</id><published>2005-06-29T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T18:34:04.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>william, pray tell</title><summary type='text'>was browsing an interesting shakespeare site &amp; realised many of today's phrases were actually lines from his plays. cool :) heh, sry ah i swaku.check these out:For ever and a day.                               - as you like it This is the short and the long of it. - the merry wives of windsor Why, then the world 's mine oyster. - the merry wives of windsor I will wear my heart upon my sleeve for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/112003829554342987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=112003829554342987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112003829554342987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/112003829554342987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/06/william-pray-tell.html' title='william, pray tell'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111957674128536230</id><published>2005-06-24T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T18:38:50.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ducks in a row</title><summary type='text'>[dialogue from A Lot Like Love – badly reproduced from memory. im just not as good with dialogue as pple like SL :P]emily: we will never happen. for one I wouldn’t date a guy who would take on the first girl who comes a-knocking...oliver: not even when that girl is you?!emily: PLUS youre not my type. so what are you the dorky kind?oliver: don’t worry about me and girls. im not looking for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111957674128536230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111957674128536230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111957674128536230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111957674128536230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/06/ducks-in-row.html' title='ducks in a row'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111923658424400918</id><published>2005-06-20T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:17:36.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back!</title><summary type='text'>its been a karayzeee 2 weeks! madness since june 4: Eels &amp; Eric’s wedding, my work trip to taiwan &amp; church camp… havent had much time to myself really, to collect my thoughts much less blog. nonetheless, a much needed update coming right up! (given there’s much to share for each event, ill serve up one at a time :))Eels &amp; Eric’s Weddingwhat can i say? it had to be one of the most beautiful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111923658424400918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111923658424400918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111923658424400918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111923658424400918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back.html' title='im back!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111772238372176178</id><published>2005-06-02T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T22:54:59.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when love just aint enough</title><summary type='text'>had dinner tonight with a friend, lent a ear to his woes as he just broke up with his gf. his story: they have been tog for 3 years &amp; at their 3rd year anniversary last wk, THE QUESTION came up - when will you marry me? (girls: somehow it does seem that the guys with whom you have to raise this up with are unlikely to be the ones eager to marry you [despite being a good guy] &amp; so, unlikely to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111772238372176178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111772238372176178&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111772238372176178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111772238372176178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-love-just-aint-enough.html' title='when love just aint enough'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111716444287665967</id><published>2005-05-27T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T14:38:16.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the day</title><summary type='text'>all guys lie. the bad ones lie to get into your bed. the good ones lie... to get into your heart.heh. thot that was pretty good. cynical, but good :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111716444287665967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111716444287665967&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111716444287665967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111716444287665967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/quote-of-day.html' title='quote of the day'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111690704196380412</id><published>2005-05-24T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T14:03:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living for Jesus</title><summary type='text'>this song expresses my desire but also highlights how much &amp; how often i fall short of Him &amp; His call. paul's words in roms 7 rings so true in my life:I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do... I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111690704196380412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111690704196380412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111690704196380412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111690704196380412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/living-for-jesus.html' title='living for Jesus'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111647367849287654</id><published>2005-05-19T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T15:08:24.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the world needs now</title><summary type='text'>What the world needs nowIs love, sweet loveIt's the only thing that there's just too little ofWhat the world needs nowIs love, sweet loveNo, not just for some but for everyone~ Jackie DeShannon   Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.  James 1:27  Command those who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111647367849287654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111647367849287654&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111647367849287654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111647367849287654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-world-needs-now.html' title='what the world needs now'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111638529905186410</id><published>2005-05-18T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:43:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the eager bridesmaid</title><summary type='text'>me the bridesmaid at first fitting :) did i mention its 2 weeks' to my best friend's wedding? its my first time being a bridesmaid &amp; im pretty darn eager.Eels is getting married june 4th &amp; preps began months ago. but its gotten increasingly exciting &amp; busy the last 3 wks in the leadup to the BIG DAY!was initially apprehensive abt wearing an apple green dress (green was never my colour to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111638529905186410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111638529905186410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111638529905186410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111638529905186410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/eager-bridesmaid.html' title='the eager bridesmaid'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111620750137338101</id><published>2005-05-14T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T11:24:49.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clothe yourself with beauty</title><summary type='text'>"Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as braided hair and the wearing of gold jewelry and fine clothes. Instead, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God's sight. For this is the way the holy women of the past who put their hope in God used to make themselves beautiful."last night's sermon was both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111620750137338101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111620750137338101&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111620750137338101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111620750137338101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/clothe-yourself-with-beauty.html' title='clothe yourself with beauty'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111563208831753931</id><published>2005-05-09T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T10:44:52.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want</title><summary type='text'>i come, with a heart that is desperateAnd i cry, wanting just to be heard by YouAnd i pray, that You won't remain silentThat You'll stand here beside meThat my heart won't call out in vainChorusCause all i want, is just to see You JesusAnd i long, just to hear Your voiceAnd i need, just to be near YouCause Your presence is all i wanti come, with a heart that is hungryAnd i sing, wanting You just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111563208831753931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111563208831753931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111563208831753931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111563208831753931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/all-i-want.html' title='all i want'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111562496256328657</id><published>2005-05-08T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:52:56.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>captivating IIling &amp; i had the most wonderful time on sat night... by candle light may i add.more than each other's great company, the night was memorable cos we discovered the wonder of a talent - a cute chinese boy armed simply with acoustic strings &amp; heart-melting vocals was the source of much entertainment &amp; pleasure that evening. captivating night #2 for me this week.we were so enamoured </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111562496256328657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111562496256328657&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111562496256328657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111562496256328657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/captivating-ii-ling.html' title=''/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111518571849828289</id><published>2005-05-04T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T15:19:56.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>captivating.lisa wahlandt was simply captivating.despite my scratchy throat, stuffed nose &amp; an impending headache, she still managed to capture my attention &amp; heart with her almost intoxicating voice... bringing brief but sweet relief :) the band was great too. intricate &amp; amazing playing by the guitarist. drums was fab fab fab.:) swoon </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111518571849828289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111518571849828289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111518571849828289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111518571849828289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/05/captivating.html' title=''/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111476315976109794</id><published>2005-04-29T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T18:08:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wouldn't it be nice!</title><summary type='text'>im sure most of you wld have seen the latest cadbury ad on tv - the one with chocolate surfer dudes &amp; babes, surfing on chocy waves and eating chocy binoculars. they parodied the beach boys song, wouldnt it be nice in the most adorable way - the cutest line in the ad has gotta be:And if a shark came up and tried to bite you You could say "I'm chocolate I invite you!" (at which point chocy surfer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111476315976109794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111476315976109794&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111476315976109794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111476315976109794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/wouldnt-it-be-nice.html' title='wouldn&apos;t it be nice!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111457775812246828</id><published>2005-04-27T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T14:24:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what?</title><summary type='text'>just as i thought ive seen the last of departures - i just got news that a good gf is leaving for SYDNEY to work! what was i saying abt this being a pattern? haha actually im way too delighted for her at this point to feel sad... at least not yet. i mean how cool is that? i for one wld love to go given eels baby &amp; shings are there *dweedle thumbs* hmm maybe its time to pray &amp; let my fingers do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111457775812246828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111457775812246828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111457775812246828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111457775812246828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/guess-what.html' title='guess what?'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111449669232390075</id><published>2005-04-26T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T14:28:19.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoez mooze</title><summary type='text'>  bear with me, its one of those weeks. ive been working too hard. i need relief. i want me some new shoessssss!arent those 9westies pwetty?i want shoes! i want shoes! i want shoesssssssss! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111449669232390075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111449669232390075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111449669232390075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111449669232390075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/shoez-mooze.html' title='shoez mooze'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111419108801005985</id><published>2005-04-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T23:17:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing &amp; risking</title><summary type='text'>its strange really how in the midst of the mundane &amp; routine, sudden gushes of sadness &amp; longing can overwhelm you. look up 'missing' in the thesaurus and words that pop up include: devoid, absent, forlorn of, for want of, not found, not present, taken away, wanting, lost to sight... incomplete. it takes a sum of these to articulate the heart's pine.this feeling of longing, of want... was felt at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111419108801005985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111419108801005985&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111419108801005985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111419108801005985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/missing-risking.html' title='missing &amp; risking'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111358937271161827</id><published>2005-04-16T02:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T02:25:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAVE!!</title><summary type='text'>okay ive just heard songs by this band called APOLOGETIX and tis waaaaaay cool! seriously. they do parodies of popular secular songs and they do it brilliant. from eminem to beatles to five for fighting - i mean these guys have raw talent alright! check out some of their lyrics on www.apologetix.com. the site also gives info on who they are, what they stand for &amp; answers many qns on christianity </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111358937271161827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111358937271161827&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111358937271161827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111358937271161827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/rave.html' title='RAVE!!'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111353730087533357</id><published>2005-04-15T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T17:21:55.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>courage &amp; choices</title><summary type='text'>courage is not the lack of fear. it is acting in spite of it.~mark twainim struggling with certain choices this week... in the midst of mulling, ive encountered the issue of courage. what does it mean for me, a child of God, to be courageous?some who displayed courage in the bible include abraham, david &amp; of cos Jesus himself. they each acted against human weakness, fear &amp; stepped out in faith to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111353730087533357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111353730087533357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111353730087533357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111353730087533357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/courage-choices_15.html' title='courage &amp; choices'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6764930.post-111336276395760994</id><published>2005-04-13T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T14:12:21.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on to me</title><summary type='text'>  a quiet conversationa solitary prayerlistening in the silence and knowing You are thereemptying my troubled heartmy secret hopes &amp; fearsYou speak to me in whispered words that the heart alone can hear i love You sowon't let You gohold on to mei could never offer You the praise that You deservethe thanks for all You've given me with nothing in returni would give my life to Youmy moments &amp; my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/feeds/111336276395760994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6764930&amp;postID=111336276395760994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111336276395760994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6764930/posts/default/111336276395760994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pearlywhirls.blogspot.com/2005/04/hold-on-to-me.html' title='hold on to me'/><author><name>pearlywhirls</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://static.flickr.com/5/9463489_5400ca517d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
