I once thought I'm Christian, because in primary school we had religion lessons every Tuesday. Then I thought I was Buddhist because my mum brought my brother and I along to a temple every Saturday, and made me pray with her a good dozen times. Later on in high school, I considered myself an Athiest, because, if you can't prove it exists, then it doesn't. Teenage logic.

Now at uni, I'd be best described as an Agnostic. More open-minded, I've accepted the possibility that God(s) can exist, and the different ways to show that faith, amongst other things. Whether or not such beings exist doesn't seem to foreseeably impact on me, so I'm not in pursuit of a truth neither.