What is it about Canadia?

I speak American every single day. More so than most because I speak excessively about everything and mostly anything of no import. Some days though, i start to feel like a fraud. As i'm speaking and communicating in the language so many people understand I start feeling like an impostor. Like i don't belong in this mindset but i've somehow learned the phrases and the slang and know the appropriate times to insert which in order to make the audience feel like they understand. But they don't because what i'm thinking isn't being expressed as it is thought, it is being expressed in the way it is easiest digestible to the listener.

So Canada.





or Canadia as i like to say...



sounds more like a country that way.



A trip to come soon I think.

I think a trip will come soon.

I think I want to take a trip soon.

yes i'll take one of these, k thanks

and yes i'll take one of these too...

JOLLY knew what's up...

but enough talk about Jolly's unhealthy arousal for underaged californians.

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! leetle houses!

At only 6 hours away it's an embarrassment that I've yet to visit and yet here i sit.


a fucking embarrassment.



Who are these brothers and sisters of mine?!
Who?!
do they look the same as me?
do they eat the same things?

GAHHH!
FUCKING GLOBALIZATION i can't even asks these questions anymore.
ARRGGGG.
a;weruiopawuefl;asjkf;sdkljfa
asl;dkfjqwuer
awkeryh;oiajdf;asdl;awjdf
/tantrum



I'll go there to this magical place named by Jolly who probably molested super tan, highly serious, californian teeny boppers. And drink some wine baby.



woop woop!

VEEEEEEEEEEENOOOOOO and BEEEEERRRRR!!

cannot wait.
i've been waiting so long to go and finally!
it'll be..

it'll be like...