h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

So- my very first Journal entry. I'm not entirely sure what I want to write about, so most of this will sound like random, disconnected drivel, I'm sure. But, all that aside, I suppose I'll tell whoever-you-happen-to-be a bit about myself.

I am, for better or worse (mostly the latter, of late, but not that it matters very much right now) 16 years old. I live in a small, but rapidly growing (much to my despair) suburb of Atlanta, Georgia. In the event that I do, someday, grow up, I want to teach highschool history. If I don't grow up, I plan to spend the rest of my life traveling and writing books that hopefully someone will see fit to publish. That said, I really don't plan on growing up.

...What else?

Ah, of course. Likes and dislikes. I have a strange affection for warm, rainy afternoons, hammocks, and soup. Not necessarily all at once, though, as I tend to be inordinately clumsy, rendering the combination of hammock and soup a dangerous one. Let's see what else... old movies, tea- both hot and cold, naps, sandals, silver linings, self deprecating humour, good music, and stargazing, as well.

Dislikes. Loud people, especially those with nothing of interest to say (which seems to be a majority of them). Still waters run deep, you know. Along the same lines- loud music, with nothing of interest to say. Homework. Socks, unless it's absolutely freezing out. Sharks. Snakes. Algebra. Rude people. And quite a few other things, but listing them all would probably make me seem vastly more terrible than I really am.

...So far, so good.

A physical description seems a bit pointless, as this is the internet and all, but in the interest of wasting space and time, I'll give you one. I'm thoroughly average, with regards to height and weight and the like. Somewhat less so, where looks are concerned, or at least I'd like to hope. Brown hair and eyes, olive-ish skin. Can't really tell you any more than that. But I've managed to waste... five whole sentences, in that paragraph. Not to mention a good four or five minutes of ever-valuable time.

As I've run out of interesting things to say, I'll stop now.