It all starts when the fateful day comes when your friends figure out that "Whoa... you're not Mormon, are you?"
But they don't seem phased by it at all, and they're mostly just curious what attending a Catholic school was like
And then they start explaining LDS doctrine to you, and you're just like:
Especially when they tell you about 3 hours of church on Sunday:
So you go home and tell your parents about all the rules your new Mormon friends have to follow, like no dating until they're sixteen and no smoking or alcohol or tank tops, and they respond:
And before long you find your new tribe of LDS friends who love your quirky Catholic ways:
Their parents seem to like you, too, and even ask you to bless the food at their family dinner (once):
Except there is always that one mom...
Then Sunday rolls around and no one can hang out
But during General Conference weekend, your family celebrates by going to Costco when it's not completely overrun with people
And the more you talk about religion and your beliefs, you and your friends realize that you have far more in common than not
But then their seminary teacher goes and ruins it all by telling them that Catholics burn their babies
So in response, you make a point of crashing the seminary cook-out
Then you reach high school and you spend the majority of your time trying to convince the boys that you're not a corrupting force and they can ask you out
But thanks to your incurable awkwardness and abrasive nature, you probably appear more like this:
It's not all fun and games, though. Like, when you have a school project due on Monday morning and your partner decides to tell you at 11:58pm on Saturday night that they "don't do homework on Sundays" so you're going to have to do their part.
Or when that same pesky seminary teacher tells his students there's really no such thing as a faithful, church-attending Catholic
And there is certainly something frustrating and slightly ironic about being a Catholic minority in your 85% LDS school system
But then you go about accepting that you're just a little bit...
In December of 2013, I became a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Before that, I was a pretty dang-good Catholic. This is my journey.