[chocolate chip] Banana Bread and Nobama

Okay, so I actually made banana bread yesterday. It was reeeaaally good. And I saw chocolate chips in the cubbard, so i threw them into the mix, so it was beyond my normal expectations. Jenn came down to see what I was doing and was like, "OMG, Seth, what are you doing? Did you tell M--Sasha that your doing that? She's gonna freaking kill you!"
"Muhsasha?" I smirked, licking batter off my finger, laughing silently at my quoting.
She groaned at me, and went over to the phone that was ringing. "Hello?"
I chuckled again, and grabbed a spoon and dipped it in the banana gook.
"No, she's busy at the momennnthSEGPH!" she growled with her mouth full of, ahem, thpoon. Hahaha.
She grabbed at me, and I nimbly dodged out of the way. She threw her thpoon at at me and got saliva-batter on me.
When she finally hung up the phone she walked over to where I was putting flour in a pan.
"That was good," she said, peeking over my shoulder. "Hey, but you could probably have done without the chocolate chips."
I threw flour at her without looking.
She shrieked and hit me upside the head.
"Hey!" I said, and hit her back. "Leave me alone, critic."
"Mmkay," she said, licking a finger.
I turned back to my cooking, and poured the batter into a pan.

Moral of the story: Always make your banana bread with chocolate chips.

Oh, and then I ran back after I put it in the oven and screamed "NOBAMA!" in her ear.

Hehe.

I'm at the school library. Yes, it's after school, but Blogspot is not permitted. Well, shucks. Too bad for them.
Okay, so i got paired with this one girl in Social Studies and she was, shock, stupid. Not stupid like that kid in my Language arts class, but, like...how can we put this...mentally impared. Geez, learn to read kid and stop staring at me.
We had to take the little test thing that you have to take to become a citizen of the US, only, we're already citizens, but our teacher wanted to know what we knew about the US.
We, of course, got the highest score on the test because i fed her every single answer ('cause we're parners, ha! ha!) and she's all like, "ooookkkkaaaayyyy...."

Do NOT get into a serious conversation with her, because it will take you an hour. Just saying.

Have you ever noticed that the popular kids (you know, popular kids, nyah) at our schools are the dumb ones? I'm sorry if you are one, but if you have a blog and can type at all, you are obviously not a pea-brain.

And I'm working on making friends, so don't worry about me.

~Seth

Guess Where I'm Going at...*checks watch*...Five Today?

Omg, you guessed it right. You're so smart! Uncle Seth is so proud of you!

Yeah, so i'm going to live with the Langly's today. At five. Which is in...what...thirty minutes? Seeing that it's 4:26 pm at the moment.

I kinda had to scurry around and grab all my crap out of my dorm (if that's what you'd call it...) and give Felix a high five. I'm gonna miss him. A lot.

Oh, he wants to say hi:

Hi, this is Felix. Tell Seth he's a butt head for leaving me here.

So yeah, that was Felix.
I'll miss you too.

Hey, hopefully the Langly's have a computer at their house. Wish me luck!

Over,

Seth

Yes, that is me. That's what I look like, and I don't have a camera so I can't take a picture of me. But I made this on MS Paint.

Oh, and I have dark chocolate eyes.
Not literally, but that's what people have told me.
I don't know my nationality. Someone said, like, Italian, but I don't really know.
My hair is black.
I like to wear black.
No, I am not emo.
And that SO DID NOT RYHME!
If music didn't exist, neither would I (figuratively speaking).
I am in the 8th grade.
I am in foster care.
My mom's name is Dina and she is in prison.
My dad's name is Troy. And he left my family when I was six.
My sister's name was Violet. She died of cancer. She was eleven years old, and she was the most beautiful thing this world could have come up with.
I like how that song mirrors my emotions towards that. And about her funeral.

I'm...I've gotta go now.

Over.

Seth

Aaaand...anytime text looks like [this], that would be Steph talking. Just saying.