It all started on a summer morning in August. I woke up before my alarm went off, which is something I NEVER do voluntarily. Maybe it was nerves or just the fact that I had gone to bed about three hours prior so it was meant to happen. Anyway, I wake up, roll out of bed throw some clean unfolded wrinkly clothes on and get upstairs to eat my bagel and peanut butter. I was ready. My stomach rumbled and grumbled to show its distaste for eating earlier than 9am and because, well, I was nervous. My classes are going to be pretty awesome this semester. Three of my five classes anyway. Hospitality, Intro to Business and English. My English Professor is pulling double duty this year - she teaches at Weber State as well - and is an adamantly professed hater of cell phones and also, as it were, an atheist. She's a little scary in the sense that she's so over the top. She doesn't say anything about religion because, well, she doesn't have a religion, she would probably drop a coup...