I’ve never been very religious, considering my parents never dragged me to church more than a few times a month, and that was before 6th grade. After I had thrown a fit — and received a grounding for my troubles — we never really went any more. I currently consider myself an atheist, and I believe more in scientific theories than anything a church can cook up. Why believe in something which the definition has been changed over the millennia? Still I find that I have a great interest in ancient mythology. Partially through the efforts of a friend and partially through other factors, I’ve found myself environmentally aware and trying to make a difference, and I hope being a marine biologist will help in the future.