tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83908146819694097962024-02-20T11:04:17.591-08:00Peppercorn SwirlsThe Twice-Monthly ExpressPeppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-26660258943987993892010-10-22T23:19:00.000-07:002010-10-22T23:35:01.887-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">I got these in an email, lifted my mood by 50ºC. 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I'm drowned with lots of projects & there's a test tomorrow & I haven’t studied.<br />I'm in no mood to study it. GOD. And my temper is flaring so much that I got into a stupid argument with my Mum ‘cause I can't stand her whining & nagging. Now I'm blasting music so I won't hear her bitching outside. And it’s so freaking nice of her to say that if the tumours are cancerous, it's my retribution. FINE.<br />Let it be cancer than, I shall see how you cry when I die.<br />I'm feeling stressed.<br />Fuck, I want to cry. ):<br /><br /></s>xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-52036305988438761742010-09-23T03:59:00.001-07:002010-09-23T04:04:12.029-07:00I hate KIDS<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><b>Disclaimer:</b> If you adore kids & simply couldn’t apprehend nor accept that others view them as mini demons from hell, please don’t read on ‘cause its highly possible you'll be offended & potentially burst an artery or somethin’.<br /><br />I was happily eating my lunch at home the other day when my mum sashayed in & asked me how many kids I plan to have. I almost choked to death. After 5 minutes of coughing & hand signalling my mum to call the ambulance, I turned ‘round & stared at her in horror. "Kids? K-I-D-S? The short form for demons & everything worse?!" As expected from my mum, she rolled her eyes & says I'm over reacting & when I have my own kids (oh the horror), I will have a totes different perspective.<br />Yeah, like that's gonna happen.<br />Look, when I see a kid, I’ve this sudden urge to strangle them or just tape their mouth shut. If I had a kid, my motherhood wouldn't last more than 10 mins. Oh wait, maybe it'll last a bit longer. ‘Cause I'm OK with babies or toddlers who can't really talk, you know less than 1 year old types? Yeah, THAT I can handle. At least they only cry when they want food, or they pee or they crap. Anything older, they throw tantrums, they whine, they pms worse than myself.<br />I remember going shoppin’ with my friend & there's this boy who's whining & stomping his foot & basically being a terror just so his parents’ll give in & buy him toys. I looked at him in disgust & was halfway through imaginin’ the 1000s of ways I'd kick his ass if I was the mum when my friend went, "Nawwww look at how cute that kid is!".<br />What?! ARE YOU BLIND?! This miserable mucus filled brat is SCREAMIN’ his head off & is doing such a lousy job at pretending to cry that he makes my dog look like an Oscar winner, & you think ITS <i>CUTE</i>?!<br />"My ears are bleeding & I feel like stabbing that kid & you tell me its cute?"<br />"Oh come on. Just look at him."<br />"I AM lookin’ at him. And all I see is a nightmare."<br />"It’s not that bad. Look at those big eyes.. cute!!"<br />"All kids have big eyes."<br />".. what about those chubby cheeks!"<br />"That's just because he's fat."<br />She gave me a wtf face & continued gushin’ ‘bout how cute that monster is. Come to think of it, the mum was still being all nice & gentle saying "Boy, good boy. Come stand up. Come good boy, mummy buy you your favorite meat pie ok?" while the monster completely ignored her. What the hell is this?! HIT THE GOD DAMN KID. Buy meat pie some more, my mum would’ve turned <i>me</i> into meat pie if I was like that.<br />If you want to be a pain in the ass, fine. You want to whine & drool all over, fine. At least make sure you look cute right? Some kids honestly have a face that's... ... just not cute. Then they still whine & throw shoes, throw tantrums, throw food all over. Bloody hell, makes me feel like throwin’ them into the lion's den.<br />Oh & the funny thing is that, when I let others know of my <s>hatred</s> extreme dislike of kids, they always go "But you were once a kid yourself." Like HELLO? That is a totes irrelevant argument. Just ‘cause you used to be somethin’, doesn't mean you have to like that thing. So if you were once a gangster, are you supposed to love & adore every single gangster in the world? Or if you were once a drug addict, are you supposed to like every single drug addict in the world? NO, RIGHT? Than why, just ‘cause I used to be a kid, I must like every kid in world? Make no sense to me. xx Peppercorn Swirls<br /><br />P.S Content of this post is written in good fun. I don't really wish death on the <s>monsters innocent wtfican'tdothisDIEYOUDAMMIT</s> kids. I just wish they’d shut up & sit still or just not appear in front of me all together. Peace. :)<br /><br />P.P.S When I refer to "others" I'm not referrin’ to anyone in specific. It’s just that A LOT of people give me this argument... so yeah. </span></span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-33554128775303727812010-09-23T01:58:00.000-07:002010-09-23T01:59:54.335-07:00Hassle me please?Note to self: Finish art project. From xx Peppercorn SwirlsPeppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-22997560033016907572010-08-29T14:51:00.000-07:002010-09-23T04:07:15.621-07:00I'm Back<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;">I’m back. I arrived back ages ago actually. The trip was amazin’. Unlike last time, we got all our luggage back, and almost everything went according to plan..<br /><br />We were in Greece, the parentals were at a museum while the little sister & I were walking around town. Then the sister began to feel sick. Really sick. I left my phone at the hotel so I couldn’t call anyone, & I didn’t have any painkillers on hand since that was illegal. So I spent the next hour carryin’ my sister around, trying to find some sort of hospital. It was so hard to read the names of buildings & shops, and not many people there spoke English. I felt so small in that unknown environment.<br />Eventually I found a little kid, probably 5 or 6 years old, and asked her where the hospital was. She looked at me like I was incredibly dumb and stupid.<br /><br />And that’s it. I still had a bit of fun on that day even though I was left tired and parched. Greece is amazing, & I hope to go back there again soon. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-39113396477061049462010-08-01T00:51:00.000-07:002010-08-01T00:56:39.409-07:00Viva la France<span style="color:#ff0000;">I’ve been the worst blogger of late, but this time I think I’ve got a good excuse! I’ve been in France for 3 weeks, and I’m heading to Greece tomorrow morning. Sorry ‘bout not letting you know, but I thought what’s the use, I only really have 3 readers. I’ll try to get on again soon, that is if I can find another internet café.<br />Apparently in Greece you’re not allowed to have any medicine, is that true? I need to know, ‘cause we don’t want to break the law! xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-6413529343483215732010-06-27T23:20:00.001-07:002010-06-27T23:20:32.363-07:00That’s how it’s supposed to be<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:blue;">Ya’ll probably know this already, but for those who don’t, I only blog twice a month & there’s a good reason for that: I suck at bloggin’. I can never find anything good or interesting to write ‘bout, plus I’m a very lazy person. Right now I’m layin’ on my bed with a laptop on my lap & a packet of potato chips. I’m surprised I’m not obese. <i>Oh hey, I just discovered a block of year-old chocolate on the floor! Nom nom nom.</i> Yeh, that’s the life man.<br />At the moment, I’m finding it difficult to blog even once a month. I’m so boring & lack in enthusiasm. I don’t consider this a chore, I just find it EXTREMELY DIFFICULT. See, I’m borin’ you right now. I think I’ll leave. Good day. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span></span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-33452908412278731642010-06-08T18:50:00.000-07:002010-10-22T23:31:13.976-07:00A little bit of silliness<span style="color:#ffff33;">One day, the Pope is visiting America and driving around Washington in his limo when he gets an idea. "Driver? Can I drive for a while?"<br />"Sure," says the driver. How can you say no to the Pope?<br />So the Pope takes the wheel and starts driving like a maniac all around Washington -- dodging in and out of traffic, going eighty, cutting people off.<br />Soon, a cop pulls him over. But when the Pope rolls down the window, the cop stops dead in his tracks, and goes back to the car.<br />"We got somebody really important here," he says to his partner.<br />"Who is it? Is it a senator?"<br />"No. More important."<br />"The president?"<br />"No. More important."<br />"An ambassador? Who?"<br />"I don't know. But the Pope is his driver."<br /><br />xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-68791800667334751052010-05-23T23:10:00.000-07:002010-05-23T23:13:00.160-07:00All the things I am<span style="color:#33ffff;">At this exact moment in my life, I am a...<br /><br />Daughter<br />Sister<br />Granddaughter<br />Cousin<br />Niece<br />Friend<br />Buddy<br />An Australian<br />Camper<br />Student<br />Lover<br />An occasional fighter<br />Someone's future lover<br />Footy lover<br />Crush<br />City-dweller<br />Country-lover<br />Chemistry lab partner<br />Food tech partner<br />Blog writer<br />Blog reader<br />Slave to homework<br />Lover of True Blood<br />Part-time worker<br />Sometime-bitch<br />Debutante ball partner<br />Crazy kid<br />Serious young adult<br />Gym junkie<br />Frequent insomniac<br />Lover of sneakers<br />Hater of jackets<br />Peace-maker<br />Heart-breaker<br />Skateboarder<br />Recovering Lost addict<br />Confident grown-up-in-the-making<br />Scared, confused little girl<br /><br />That's me. Who and what are you? xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-76883437692921417652010-05-07T16:48:00.001-07:002010-05-07T16:48:50.240-07:00PEPPERI work part-time at a fast-food service that sells Asian foods and stuff, and I’ve discovered that complaints are only made when I’m the server! Like yesterday, a girl comes up to me and complains about there being too much pepper in the spring rolls, and that we should ask the customer if they want pepper on their food being serving it to them, as some may be allergic. But the clincher is, we don’t even have pepper in the spring roll, nor will we ever! Jeez, humans are so stupid sometimes. xx Peppercorn SwirlsPeppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-72753471381946240592010-04-17T00:00:00.000-07:002010-04-17T00:00:05.198-07:00Mindless self-indulgence<span style="color:#33ff33;">Today at school, my homeroom teacher made everyone fill out a list of favourite things for a get-to-know-each-other task. And since you don’t know anythin’ ‘bout me, I’ll just write out my answers to the questions here.<br /><br /><b>Favourite Activity</b> I’m not sure what you mean by ‘activity’. Maybe reading people’s minds.<br /><b>Favourite Color</b> I’m colour-blind.<br /><b>Favourite Subject At School</b> Ew, are you seriously forcing me to think about school AT SCHOOL?<br /><b>Favourite Food</b> Does ice count as a food?<br /><b>Favourite Singer/Band</b> KoRn. Good memories. Like when someone asked “What are you watching?” and I replied with “KoRn”, but they thought I said porn.<br /><b>Favourite Secondary School Teacher</b> I hate them all.<br /><b>Favourite TV Shows</b> The six o’clock news.<br /><b>Favourite Movie Made In The Last Three Years</b> Twilight. Team Charlie all the way!<br /><b>Favourite Animal</b> Gremlin.<br /><br />Those are the original answers I wrote for each question. I was just too annoyed at the time & couldn’t be bothered to answer properly. So I guess that’s not telling you much about me. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-41121899243295612532010-04-16T23:11:00.000-07:002010-04-16T23:11:00.548-07:00A little (ok, LONG) taggg<span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://amandakelly.wordpress.com/"><span style="color:#330099;">Amanda-K</span></a><span style="color:#330099;"> wants me to do the 30 day music challenge, but seeing as I only post twice a month, I won’t do it. Actually, I could just write in the name of a song for each of the days... but meh. If I tried doin’ that, I’d somehow end up on Omegle halfway through. So... I’ll tag the most music-lovin’ bloggers I know. </span><a href="http://trippingoverstars.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#330099;">Beeee</span></a><span style="color:#330099;"> and </span><a href="http://randomrawr.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#330099;">RaRawr</span></a><span style="color:#330099;">. There, hope you two have fun with that! Oh, & the questions are below.<br /><br />Day 01 - Your favorite song<br />Day 02 - Your least favorite song<br />Day 03 - A song that makes you happy<br />Day 04 - A song that makes you sad<br />Day 05 - A song that reminds you of someone<br />Day 06 - A song that reminds of you of somewhere<br />Day 07 - A song that reminds you of a certain event<br />Day 08 - A song that you know all the words to<br />Day 09 - A song that you can dance to<br />Day 10 - A song that makes you fall asleep<br />Day 11 - A song from your favorite band<br />Day 12 - A song from a band you hate<br />Day 13 - A song that is a guilty pleasure<br />Day 14 - A song that no one would expect you to love<br />Day 15 - A song that describes you<br />Day 16 - A song that you used to love but now hate<br />Day 17 - A song that you hear often on the radio<br />Day 18 - A song that you wish you heard on the radio<br />Day 19 - A song from your favorite album<br />Day 20 - A song that you listen to when you’re angry<br />Day 21 - A song that you listen to when you’re happy<br />Day 22 - A song that you listen to when you’re sad<br />Day 23 - A song that you want to play at your wedding<br />Day 24 - A song that you want to play at your funeral<br />Day 25 - A song that makes you laugh<br />Day 26 - A song that you can play on an instrument<br />Day 27 - A song that you wish you could play<br />Day 28 - A song that makes you feel guilty<br />Day 29 - A song from your childhood<br />Day 30 - Your favorite song at this time last year<br />xx Peppercorn Swirls</span></span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-90104316899832848222010-03-28T22:27:00.000-07:002010-03-28T22:28:24.681-07:00It’s not MY fault I don’t like her<span style="color:#ff0000;">Today I got a lecture on what a bad sister I was:<br /><br /><b>Teacher:</b> “Yeah! I swim an hour a day. I’m really fit you know.”<br /><b>Class:</b> -ahem-<br /><b>Jay:</b> “I started swimming when I was eleven.”<br /><b>Random Guy:</b> “What?! I learnt to swim when I was like four.”<br /><b>Me:</b> “LOL, I could swim when I was five.”<br /><b>Jay:</b> “Well that’s different..”<br /><b>Me:</b> “How? Even my sister can swim! And she’s like……”<br /><b>Class:</b> “FAIL, AWW.”<br /><b>Me:</b> “Shut up, I’m trying to think how old she is, she’s in.. umm..”<br /><b>Teacher:</b> “Oh the forgotten sister of yours. Shameful Pepper.”<br /><b>Anne:</b> “AHAH, LIKE EIGHT?”<br /><b>Me:</b> “OMG OMG! I KNOW! She’s ten this year.”<br />xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-35101324029630425772010-03-07T21:18:00.001-08:002010-03-08T21:40:04.044-08:00Devil's Child<h4>This story is somethin’ I'm experimenting with. One of my first tries of writing in this style. Do tell me whatcha think.</h4><br /><br /><h3>Old decaying oak trees lined the forest trail, their dangling braches stretched outwards like claws ready to rip apart anyone who dared venture near. A little girl silently walked by. Her ruffled hair got caught in the stray braches as she ducked and went deeper into the woods. If there was anyone around, they would most probably think she’s lost her mother. “Poor child,” they’d coo. But this is the woods. The woods that every mother warned their child never to venture near. <br />Somewhere, something moved. Its eyes gleamed in the darkness as it followed the girl’s scent. As if on cue, the woods were suddenly enveloped in an eerie silence. There wasn’t a rustle in the trees, and it was as if the birds had suddenly abandoned this forsaken land. The woods, if it were possible, looked even more menacing than before. <br />The little girl stopped. She tilted her head as if she’s picking up a scent that puzzles her, and her lips curled into a grin. <br />“Beast.” <br />A low growl greeted her as a dark winged creature emerged into view. Its wings were coated with large black feather, its body like a panther. It snarled and bared its fangs as the girl beamed and ran towards it like a child would to a pet dog. <br />“I’m hungry, beast. Did you bring food?” <br />Beast began coughing and choking, looking like how birds would when feeding their offspring through regurgitation. A noticeable bump began moving slowly up Beast’s throat. The little girl licked her lips in anticipation. <br />Thump! What seems like a mutilated child’s hand dropped from Beast’s mouth as it offered it to the girl. The hand was coated in saliva and there were bruises all over it. <i>Somewhere a mother must be crying over her lost child</i>, she thought. She picked up her food and devoured it hungrily, occasionally flashing her sharp fangs. <br />Once she was done, blood was dripping from her chin and she frowned at Beast. <br />“I’m still hungry, Beast.” <br />This time Beast just sat there and growled. <br />She pouted childishly and kicked Beast in its snout. Although Beast was almost three times her size, it didn’t attack and instead, snarled. <br />“I will hunt tonight.”<br />The little girl wiped her chin on the back of her hand absentmindedly and made her way towards the village as she hummed a little lullaby. <br /></H3><h4>xx Peppercorn Swirls.</h4>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-38383815584292971962010-02-15T10:14:00.000-08:002010-03-28T22:30:00.341-07:00These chickies.<span style="color:#3366ff;">Seeing as an ad for Clueless just came on the TV, I’ve decided that today’s list’ll be a list of my fave chick flicks. So ‘ere they are, in no particular order:<br /><br />1. The Notebook<br />2. A Walk To Remember<br />3. Clueless<br />4. Never Been Kissed<br />5. Mean Girls<br />6. Pretty Woman<br />7. Bridget Jones’s Diary<br />8. Sleepless In Seattle<br />9. Marie Antoniette<br />10. Breakfast at Tiffany's<br />11. Beaches<br />12. Steel Magnolias<br />13. Ghost<br />14. The Devil Wears Prada<br />15. She’s The Man<br />16. My Best Friend's Wedding<br />17. Jerry Maguire<br />18. Meet Joe Black<br />19. Stepmom<br />20. Titanic<br />21. Notting Hill<br />22. Erin Brockovich<br />23. Runaway Bride<br />24. Lost in Translation<br />25. The Horse Whisperer<br />So strictly they ain’t all chick flicks, but I like all of these movies. Numbers 1, 2, 11, 12, 13, 19, 20 and 25 are all tearjerkers, so have a box of Kleenex handy while viewin’! xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-71432867854191870332010-02-14T21:13:00.000-08:002010-03-28T22:28:59.574-07:00Happiness is overrated<span style="color:#33ff33;">This is an overdue award from a few weeks ago, given by the Trinity of </span><a href="http://justmyotherblog.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#33ff33;">Just My Other Blog</span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">. Now I’m gonna do what I’ve been doin’ a lot lately – accept an award by writing a list! Yew. 10 things that make me <b>happy</b>. :)<br /><br />+ Friends and family<br />+ Internet :D :D<br />+ Glee marathons<br />+ Weekends + sleeping in<br />+ Finding national Brokencyde fans<br />+ Anime. Any anime or manga is good<br />+ Sunny days free of clouds<br />+ Food, especially<br />+ Receiving emails, comments, etc.<br />+ Hanging with the family for a day & havin’ a picnic!<br /><br />That was quick. Should I do what Trinna did? I think I should. Yep. Paste this onto YOUR blog! Yes, YOU! Anyone can. Or even comment with your list! xx Peppercorn Swirls<br /><br /><b>ps.</b> I've missed placed the award (picture). Oops.</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-34613593674809127792010-01-26T19:21:00.000-08:002010-01-26T19:22:52.272-08:00Screw This – I Can’t Think of a Title!<span style="color:#ffff00;">Hello and welcome to the new & improved blog from Pepper! Over my two-week blogging hiatus, I realised I needed a change. No, I’m not talkin’ about clothes here; I mean I think I’ll change my blogging style.<br />Has anyone else noticed that lately all I’ve been writing are lists & tags? Well, that’s the thing. I’ve decided to make this blog all about lists (with your occasional random musings). Don’t expect it to be daily - I’m far too lazy to pull that off. It’s gonna be a bit less impersonal and you may actually find out somethings about me (shock, horror).<br />Thankyou for weatherin’ out the storm. The gods will reward you finely. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-5275546952257952322010-01-10T16:46:00.000-08:002010-01-10T16:47:37.397-08:00Hear it. Play it. Watch it. See it.<strong>Four random things I think everybody should love.</strong><br /><br />1) Selena Gomez’s debut. (Actually, it’s Selena Gomez <b>AND THE SCENE</b> but come one – what kind of a band name is that?!) The songs on it are electro-pop, mainly. My favourites are Naturally and Crush, which isn’t that original of me, I know. But those songs rock.<br />2) <a href="http://www.rebubbled.com/">Rebubbled</a>. Go play it; it’s addictively evil. Basically, there are bubbles floating about the screen which you must pop using a random chain thing, or else they’ll kill you. (Which they do a lot.)<br />3) Glee. Now, when I say this, keep in mind that I’m as mainstream as the “popular” kids, FTB, and all that. But this show is pure genius. Addictive, really.<br />4) Paranormal Activity. It’s the most hilarious thing I’ve seen in ages. Go watch it for a major laugh – it’s no where near scary! All you see in the movie are two people lying in bed, the only scary part being where they get out :O. xx Peppercorn SwirlsPeppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-82270944532981735752009-12-20T21:13:00.000-08:002009-12-20T21:14:21.992-08:00Look! More! I feel loved :D<span style="font-family:georgia;"><img src="http://i48.tinypic.com/281gc2s.jpg" /><br /><br /><span style="color:blue;">I was given this award from the lovely <b>Una</b>. Thank you so much!<br />This award’s condition is to choose five other bloggers to pass it on to. So let’s begin...<br /><br />1) Trinity of <a href="http://trixx94.blogspot.com/">http://trixx94.blogspot.com</a><br />2) B of <a href="http://trippingoverstars.blogspot.com/">http://trippingoverstars.blogspot.com</a><br />3) Nina of <a href="http://ninalovesessays.blogspot.com/">http://ninalovesessays.blogspot.com</a><br />4) Laney of <a href="http://quenchantofthecurious.blogspot.com/">http://quenchantofthecurious.blogspot.com</a><br />5) Lauranne of <a href="http://defragment.wordpress.com/">http://defragment.wordpress.com</a><br /><br />That was so easy. I love all those blogs! But guess what? There’s more.</span><br /><br /><img src="http://i45.tinypic.com/2u8cl0w.jpg" /><br /><br /><span style="color:red;">This one is also from <b>Una</b>, and it has the same rules.<br /><br />1) BB of <a href="http://brittbei.blogspot.com/">http://brittbei.blogspot.com</a><br />2) Blaize of <a href="http://randomrawr.blogspot.com/">http://randomrawr.blogspot.com</a><br />3) Red of <a href="http://www.blogger.com/lollipopprincess-lollipopprincess">http://lollipopprincess-lollipopprincess.blogspot.com</a><br />4) Felicia of <a href="http://felix-jumpinginpuddles.blogspot.com/">http://felix-jumpinginpuddles.blogspot.com</a><br />5) Liss of <a href="http://daydreamlily.blogspot.com/">http://daydreamlily.blogspot.com</a><br /><br />You had better check out these blogs pronto. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span><br /><br /><span style="color:green;">Now this next one is a tag given to me by <a href="http://randomrawr.blogspot.com/">Random Rawr</a>. The rules are to write 10 weird and random little known facts or habits about yourself. Then you must choose 5 people tag, listing their names and the reason why you chose them. You must leave them a comment that says “you are tagged” and tell them to read your latest blog<br /><br />1. I can make very epic balloon animals.<br />2. I love stickers :) They’re fun.<br />3. I don’t know the gender of my mice.<br />4. I take after my sister a lot.<br />5. I like listening to rave music at a really high volume.<br />6. I love singing Jakewolf’s music.<br />7. I get distracted quite easily. Like really OMG IS THAT A SQUIRREL?!<br />8. I’m epic random around friends.<br />9. I don’t like it when people use millions of emotes :P :P :P :P :P<br />10. I’m addicted to Youtube!<br /><br />That’s all for now. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-70714724241537495582009-12-08T21:17:00.000-08:002009-12-08T21:18:00.061-08:00Things to do before I die<span style="color:#cc33cc;">1. Fall in love<br />2. Parachute out of an aircraft<br />3. Come first in state (Swimming) <br />4. Ride in a helicopter<br />5. Go cliff jumping (Like they do in New Moon) <br />6. Meet a celebrity<br />7. See KoRn in concert<br />8. Travel all over Europe<br />9. Swing across a stream on a rope<br />10. Go deep-sea fishing<br />11. Ride a camel along a beach<br />12. Live overseas for a while<br />13. Win an important award or competition<br />14. Learn to ballroom dance<br />15. Go stargazing<br />16. Ride a jet ski<br />17. Go skinny-dipping at midnight<br />18. Send a message in a bottle<br />19. Drive across Australia coast-to-coast<br />20. Drive a convertible with the top down<br />21. Get into a physical fight with someone<br />22. Visit every continent in the world<br />23. Sleep on a beach under the stars<br />24. Teach someone to read<br />25. Fail a subject purposely<br />26. Buy my own motorbike<br />27. Break my collarbone (Accidentally) <br />28. Enter a pageant of some sort<br />29. Be a very successful architect<br />30. Run a marathon<br />31. Create my own family (Through marriage and having kids. Not on Sims) <br />32. Die happily at an old age<br /><br />It’s very dodgy, but meh: These are the things I’d like to do before I die. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-27442441756772870382009-11-29T21:32:00.000-08:002009-11-29T21:33:00.123-08:00I’m a geek, not a freak or a gleek<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">I hate labels. Cool, Emo, Floater, Goth, Hippie, Jock, Loner, Loser, Nerd, Popular, Prep, Rebel, Stoner, Tool..... They are the only ones I can think of at the moment. But I’m such a hypocrite: I label people all the time. Once, a few friends & I drew up a map which incorporated each clique & their stereotype. But we couldn’t decide what our group’s stereotype was. We’re not popular (five peeps is hardly there), and we’re not cool or stoners. My bestie Ann dresses like an emo, but she acts preppy. My other bestie, Una, always dresses indie & hippy like, but is a total rebel, always getting into trouble. Then there’s BB -- A purple-haired freak who acts like a tool and wears brands such as Nike, Adidas, & Puma.<br />Maybe we’re losers?<br />These labels have got me feeling insignificant lately – I’m actually the “smart” gal, but it’s horrible when it’s the only thing people see you as & refuse to get to know you a lil’ bit better. Does anyone else get that? I’m sure heaps of people do.<br />I hate labels.<br /><br />By the way, do y’all like my <u>new header</u>? My pal </span><a href="http://randomrawr.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Blaize</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"> made it for me on a Windows program called Real Draw PRO; she wanted to draw it then scan it, but I stopped that from happenin’ (lol)! I’d prefer to have a simple, hideous header than a complex, good-lookin’ one. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-74350232473167451932009-11-19T21:09:00.000-08:002009-11-19T21:10:51.520-08:00Yay Me!I received an award from <a href="http://randomrawr.blogspot.com/">Blaize</a>. Should I do it? I think I should...<br /><br />Ok, so like all blog awards, this one comes with a few conditions:<br /><b>1)</b> Thank whoever gave this to you<br /><b>2)</b> Copy award<br /><b>3)</b> Post it in your blog<br /><b>4)</b> Tell us 7 things your readers don’t know<br /><b>5)</b> Link 7 new bloggers<br /><b>6)</b> Notify winners of the award with a comment on their blog<br /><b>7)</b> Keep being awesome<br /><br />Seven Things:<br />#1 I hate writin’ lists such as this cuhz I never know what to write<br />#2 I’ve the artistic ability of a stick<br />#3 I’m terrified of horses. Bad memories..<br />#4 I have another blog, but it’s private & I haven’t given the URL to anyone.. yet.<br />#5 I’ve broken my left leg twice, my right once, my left arm twice, and my left foot once. I’m accident-prone.<br />#6 My birthday’s on Halloween.<br />#7 I grew up on a sunflower farm. Seriously.<br /><br />The new winners:<br /><a href="http://brittbei.blogspot.com/">BB</a> of <i>B-Bei</i><br /><a href="http://trixx94.blogspot.com/">Trinity</a> of <i>Trixx.</i><br /><a href="http://defragment.wordpress.com/">Lauranne</a> of <i>Defragment</i><br /><a href="http://quenchantofthecurious.blogspot.com/">Laney</a> of <i>Quenchant of the Curious</i><br /><a href="http://ashleysantiago.blogspot.com/">Ashley</a> of <em>She Smiles, She Writes.<br /></em><a href="http://maibuddee.wordpress.com/">Bronte</a> of <em>Missy La La Land<br /></em><a href="http://beautifullynew.wordpress.com/">Chloe</a> of <em>Beautifully New<br /></em>Have fun :) xx Peppercorn SwirlsPeppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-501487233165408952009-10-25T22:10:00.001-07:002009-11-29T21:34:07.024-08:00I've done 69 out of 129 stupid things<span style="color:#3333ff;">Level 1:<br />() Smoked A Cigarette<br />() Smoked A Cigar<br />() Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex<br />(x) Drank Alcohol<br /><br />SO FAR:1<br /><br />Level 2<br />(x) Are / Been In Love<br />() Been Dumped<br />(x) Shoplifted<br />() Been Fired<br />() Been In A Fist Fight<br /><br />SO FAR: 3<br /><br />Level 3<br />() Had A Crush On An Older Person<br />(x) Skipped School<br />() Slept With A Co-worker/Fellow Student<br />(x) Seen Someone / Something Die<br /><br />SO FAR: 5<br /><br />Level 4<br />() Had / Have A Crush On One Of Your Facebook Friends<br />() Been To Paris<br />() Been To Spain<br />(x) Been On A Plane<br />() Thrown Up From Drinking<br /><br />SO FAR: 6<br /><br />Level 5<br />(x) Eaten Sushi<br />(x) Been Sand boarding<br />() Met Someone BECAUSE Of Facebook/Myspace/Bebo<br />() Been in a Mosh Pit<br /><br />SO FAR: 8<br /><br />Level 6<br />() Taken Pain Killers<br />() Loved/Liked Someone Who You Can't Have<br />(x) Laid On Your Back And Watched Cloud Shapes Go By<br />(x) Made A Snow Angel<br /><br />SO FAR: 10<br /><br />Level 7<br />(x) Had A Tea Party<br />(x) Flown A Kite<br />(x) Built A Sand Castle<br />(x) Gone Mudding<br />(x) Played Dress Up<br /><br />SO FAR: 15<br /><br />Level 8<br />(x) Jumped Into A Pile Of Leaves<br />(x) Gone Sledging<br />(x) Cheated While Playing A Game<br />(x) Been Lonely<br />() Fallen Asleep At Work / School<br /><br />SO FAR: 19<br /><br />Level 9<br />() Watched The Sun Set<br />() Felt An Earthquake<br />() Killed A Snake<br /><br />SO FAR: 19<br /><br />Level 10<br />(x) Been Tickled<br />() Been Robbed / Vandalized<br />() Been Cheated On<br />(x) Been Misunderstood<br /><br />SO FAR: 21<br /><br />Level 11<br />(x) Won A Contest<br />() Been Suspended From School<br />(x) Had Detention<br />() Been In A Car / Motorcycle Accident<br /><br />SO FAR: 23<br /><br />Level 12<br />(x) Had / Have Braces<br />() Eaten A Whole Pint Of Ice Cream In One Night<br />x) Danced In The Moonlight<br /><br />SO FAR: 25<br /><br />Level 13<br />(x) Hated The Way You Look<br />() Witnessed A Crime<br />() Pole Danced<br />(x) Questioned Your Heart<br />() Been Obsessed With Post It Notes<br /><br />So FAR: 27<br /><br />Level 14<br />(x) Squished Barefoot Through The Mud<br />(x) Been Lost<br />() Been To The Opposite Side Of The World<br />(x) Swam In The Ocean<br />() Felt Like You Were Dying<br /><br />SO FAR: 30<br /><br />Level 15<br />(x) Cried Yourself To Sleep<br />(x) Played Cops And Robbers<br />(x) Recently Colored With Crayons / Colored Pencils / Markers<br />(x) Sang Karaoke<br />(x) Paid For A Meal With Only Coins<br /><br />SO FAR: 35<br /><br />Level 16<br />(x) Done Something You Told Yourself You Wouldn't<br />(x) Made Prank Phone Calls<br />() Laughed Until Some Kind Of Beverage Came Out Of Your Nose<br />() Kissed In The Rain<br /><br />SO FAR: 37<br /><br />Level 17<br />(x) Written A Letter To Santa Claus<br />() Watched The Sun Set/Sun Rise With Someone You Care/Cared About<br />(x) Blown Bubbles<br />(x) Made A Bonfire On The Beach or Anywhere<br /><br />SO FAR: 40<br /><br />Level 18<br />() Crashed A Party<br />(x) Have Travelled More Than 5 Days With A Car Full Of People<br />(x) Gone Roller-skating / Blading<br />() Had A Wish Come True<br />() Been Humped By A Monkey<br /><br />SO FAR: 42<br /><br />Level 19<br />(x) Worn Pearls<br />() Jumped Off A Bridge<br />(x) Screamed "Penis" or "Vagina"<br />() Swam With Dolphins<br /><br />SO FAR: 44<br /><br />Level 20<br />(x) Got Your Tongue Stuck To A Pole/Freezer/Ice Cube<br />(x) Kissed A Fish<br />() Worn The Opposite Sex's Clothes<br />(x) Sat On A Roof Top<br /><br />SO FAR: 47<br /><br />Level 21<br />(x) Screamed At The Top Of Your Lungs<br />(x) Done / Attempted A One-Handed Cartwheel<br />() Talked On The Phone For More Than 4 Hours<br />() Recently Stayed Up For A While Talking To Someone You Care About<br /><br />SO FAR: 49<br /><br />Level 22<br />() Picked And Ate An Apple Right Off The Tree<br />(x) Climbed A Tree<br />() Had/Been In A Tree House<br />(x) Been Scared To Watch Scary Movies Alone<br /><br />SO FAR: 51<br /><br />Level 23<br />(x) Believed In Ghosts<br />() Have had More Then 30 Pairs Of Shoes<br />() Gone Streaking<br />() Visited Jail<br /><br />SO FAR: 52<br /><br />Level 24<br />() Played Chicken<br />(x) Been Told You're Hot By A Complete Stranger<br />(x) Broken A Bone<br />(x) Been Easily Amused<br /><br />SO FAR: 55<br /><br />Level 25<br />() Caught A Fish Then Ate It Later<br />() Made A Porn Video<br />() Caught A Butterfly<br />(x) Laughed So Hard You Cried<br />() Cried So Hard You Laughed<br /><br />SO FAR: 56<br /><br />Level 26<br />() Mooned/Flashed Someone<br />(x) Had Someone Moon/Flash You<br />(x) Cheated On A Test<br />(x) Forgotten Someone's Name<br />(x) French Braided Someone’s Hair<br />() Gone Skinny Dipping<br />() Been Kicked Out Of Your House<br /><br />SO FAR: 60<br /><br />Level 27<br />(x) Rode A Roller Coaster<br />(x) Went Scuba-Diving/Snorkeling<br />(x) Had A Cavity<br />(x) Black-Mailed Someone<br />(x) Been Black Mailed<br /><br />SO FAR: 65<br /><br />Level 28<br />() Been Used<br />(x) Fell Going Up The Stairs<br />(x) Licked by A Cat<br />() Bitten Someone<br />(x) Licked Someone<br /><br />SO FAR: 68<br /><br />Level 29<br />(x) Been Shot at or Maced (BB gun)<br />() Had Sex In The Rain<br />() Flattened Someone’s Tyres<br />() Rode Your Bike/Driven Your Car Until The Fuel Light Came On<br />() Got Five Pounds Or Less Worth Of Fuel<br /><br />TOTAL: 69<br /><br />Repost this with the title ''I've done ... out of 129 stupid things'' and tag at least 5 people to continue the chain.<br /><br /><b>Tagging:</b><br /></span><a href="http://brittbei.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;">BB</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">, </span><a href="http://ninalovesessays.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Nina! =]</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">, </span><a href="http://lollipopprincess-lollipopprincess.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;">~Red</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">, </span><a href="http://trippingoverstars.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Bea</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">, </span><a href="http://maibuddee.wordpress.com/"><span style="color:#3333ff;">Missy La La Land</span></a><span style="color:#3333ff;">.<br /><br />xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-56451837238487435632009-10-06T20:22:00.000-07:002009-11-29T21:34:23.442-08:00A Random Tag<span style="color:#33cc00;">I got tagg’d by </span><a href="http://this-fragilesoul.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Mozzi</span></a><span style="color:#33cc00;">, & the rules are:<br /><br />+ Link back to the person who tagged you<br />+ List six little things that make you an individual<br />+ Tag three bloggers and let them know they’re “it”<br /><br />How fun! :) Little things that prove I’m unique in my own special way. So here, in no particular order, are the things that make me unique.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> that I walk around with sticky tape on my face to see how many peeps tell me it’s there.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> I pone all the guys at metalwork.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> I don’t have many friends; just a small circle of close pals.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> I find horror movies funny & comedies boring.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> I keep spiders & other creepy-crawly creatures as pets.<br /><br /><b>I’m unique in the way</b> I chat with teachers on Facebook.<br /><br />I’m Tagging:<br /><br />+ My awesome friend Nina from <i>Nina’s Essay Lounge</i><br />+ Her literal twin BB from <i>B-Bei</i><br />+ My other awesome friend Blaize from <i>Random Rawr</i><br /><br />Have a great holidays, people! xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8390814681969409796.post-41959018145331208582009-09-18T16:31:00.001-07:002009-09-18T16:32:06.475-07:00Gary Unmarried took over Amazing Race’s time, pushing TV Burp to 9.30. GRRR...!<span style="color:#ff0000;">No, I didn’t fall off an elefant. <s>But I wish I did.</s> I don’t know who started those rumours at school; it’s def not true. I did ride an elefant on my holiday in Africa last month+week though, & emailed a pic to my pal Ann of it. Maybe, no... Ann’s not like that. I think. However, I <i>did</i> shatter my bones. In Tasmania. Last Month. It’s still bandaged.<br />I’ve got six CDs to import. *Yay* Finally, songs on my “iPod”. I’m too lazy to download songs :P<br />Okay so anyways, today I went to MT school. Yeh, next week’s oral so we did basically oral the whole day. During the period BB lost her voice, so she couldn’t talk – literally she was talkin’ sooo softly. Like mime. Until after class break when she finally got her voice back, haha.<br />Changed from Extension Science1 to some photography course & took photos with my digital when sir wasn’t lookin’. Got to upload them soon, but again, too lazy.<br />I’m also too lazy to change my blog skin, which is annoying me at the moment, but I guess I shouldn’t waste time on it ‘cause I take 4ever to choose a decent template.<br />And I’m debating over whether or not to change my URL, or maybe creatin’ a new blog entirely where I try to post often but fail miserably ‘cause I’m too lazy, have friends over 12/4, are addicted to Myspace/Facebook/Twitter/OceanUp/Neopets, and always usually have nothin’ better to talk ‘bout save for H&A, T-Swift, school, The Tings, and playing my bass which I’m still learnin’ how to play. Oh well.<br />peace out. xx Peppercorn Swirls</span>Peppercorn Swirlshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10542538816651069879noreply@blogger.com2