When I first joined- Wait no, let's start from before that.

There's this person called "Jorge Jesus" (aka "JJ") that is a football trainer and was/is (idek anymore, I think he's coming back) from my and my fam's equip, that is "Benfica".

Back then I was so fucking into football, now I'm just like meh, so I knew some things (I even wanted to go and train football (never went)) and basically adored the equip and him because they would never lose and since he's the trainer, he gets many credits.

When I was 7/8 years old, I joined catechism and the first day that I was there, we talked about Jesus and all that stuff.

Once I got home I was so fucking confused because I thought that we were talking about JJ on the catechism but it wasn't about football so my mind was like '?????????????'

Conclusion: I was thinking that JJ was Jesus

Also, my catechism life was like:

-First year: confused as fuck but happy because my best friend was there with me

-Second year: understanding more, still happy because best friend

-Third year: wanting to get the fuck out of there, but still maneging because best friend

-Fourth year: FINALLY LAST YEAR. I still wanted to get the fuck out of there but I had to do the communion. best friend was still there.

Now that I'm thinking, I think I was kind of a punk in there by my attitude and shit like that, like I'm not gonna describe or tell because I don't remember much because it was years ago, but I- I still remember how I was because I'm still like it