Salutations!

There are many things, facts, and othersuch that I could disclose about myself in this introductory post. But really there is only one element of my composition that I feel carries enough weight to be relevent right this minute.
I don't like teenagers.
Adolescents are the bane of my existence. I would sooner intentionally set myself on fire or contract the bubonic plague than have to be around teenagers for extended periods of time. Personally, I don't see why high school teachers get paid so little. I know I would sooner sell my soul to Kilgerbon than be obligated to spend the entirety of my day with a bunch of ungrateful and generally useless not-adults that don't actually care about learning at all.
Unless I was a chorus or art teacher. I can see some feeling of fulfillment being a possibility in that profession.
Of course, as is with nearly everything, there are exceptions. Not all of the teenagers I know are abominable demon spawn, but... a good few of them are. Now that I think of it, my dislike for teens, and my actually being a teen, might very well explain the little inkling of self-hatred that festers within me and lashes out from time to time.
Anyways, my name is Tabitha.
I'm like a tall, thin, awkward tree, but without all of the tallness and thiness, and with all of the abrasive bark (my personality), the insects and spiders (my quirks) and the bright and colorful leaves (my hair) that make a tree so awkward. Then again, some people adore the feeling of gently-coarse bark underneath their fingertips, or the tickley-tiny legs of busy little bugs, and the way the wind rustles the leaves as they change from vivid color to vivid color, and sometimes have very few leaves at all. Some people really like trees. Those people are why I have friends.