AMERICA

when you trying to be patriotic but you can't even spell usa…

even the sky turned in to cotton candy to celebrate america

ask me if i like weird firework bokeh.. cause the answer is obviously yes

if this hat doesn't scream "america" then i don't know what does..

when i was in ireland, i asked my irish friends what the stereotype for americans was.. they said that americans are fat, loud, and they sue everyone.

yep, thats about it.

but since i've been posting so much about other countries, i decided it was time, in honor of the fourth of july, that i write a quick ditty about my favorite country, my homeland, my love, the one and only, land of the free, home of the brave:

AMERICA

*fireworks explode, eagle screeches in the distance*

i love america because it's a FREE DANG COUNTRY

(well not like all the way free.. like not like the purge or something, that'd be super freaky)

i love america because i have the freedom of speech. aka i have the freedom to write whatever the heck i want on this blog and you have the freedom to read it.

i have the freedom to not use any capitol letters MUHAHAHA

i have the freedom to double post on instagram.. or heck, TRIPLE POST!.

*instagrammers around the world gasp in horror*

i have the freedom to tweet taylor swift lyrics and revine kylie jenner.

i have the freedom to be the grammar police every time disrespectful unruly teenagers spell "america" like they were too lazy to write just one more "a" on front. we do not live in "merica" we live in "AMERICA" (but then again, you have the freedom to spell it like that, so you do you.)

i have the freedom to stuff my face with as many little debbie oatmeal cream pies as i want, so that eventually i'll fit in with the rest of the population.

and finally.. i love america because on friday night when my friends call me up and ask "are you free tonight?" i can say "yes, yes i am" 

*waves mini american flag, sheds tear*

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as well as being the fourth of july, we also celebrated my grandma powell's 80th birthday. gosh i love that woman. oh, and i loved seeing all my cousins, they're hilarious. we're hilarious.

since i'm really poor, instead of giving my grandma a physical present, i decided to make her a little video of her birthday so she could remember her birthday and being surrounded by her beautiful family whenever she hits "play". it's not amazing quality, (cause i was way too busy partying obviously) but it's something. 

love you grandma powell!

password is "80"

    

  80th on the 4th from Katie Powell on Vimeo.