I Miss Northern California
Like most Asian families, we roll deep in numbers. My father has 6 siblings and my mother has 8 siblings. I have family in almost every part of the world. It makes it super easy to travel. Recently, I went to Calgary, Alberta to attend my cousin’s wedding. The first night I arrived, my brother and I decided to walk to the nearest bar and order their finest Canadian beer. The bartender asked me where I was from, when I told her California, she said she could hear it in my accent. I told her I had no idea what she was talking “aboot.”
I am very proud of my California roots. Northern California to be exact. Although I was born in San Diego, I was raised in San Jose. Being back in San Diego, it’s not the same. Something about this place is odd. I think that people who are raised somewhere but then end up leaving home to see what else life has to offer, a majority of their identity stems from where they’re from.
One thing that I noticed about California is that essentially it is two different states in one. Northern California is completely different from Southern California. Now, I’m referring to the differences between the men and women in Northern California and in Southern California.
Yes, they say “hella” up there, and they say “stoked” down there, but that’s besides the point. I noticed that the people in Southern California are way more friendlier on first encounter, but in the long run, things change. It seems as if people in Southern California can be labeled more as acquaintances than true friends.
That’s where it differs in Northern California. People up there seem rude and may look like haters and can mean mug you from a distance, but that’s because they’re trying to weed out the fake mofos. One you get to know somebody in Northern California, like really get to know that person, you’ve got a friend for life.
I realize that most likely nobody in San Diego will want to be my friend anymore as a result of this tumblr post, but you know what? I don’t care. Y’all fake mofos anyway.
Go ahead. Prove me wrong. I dare you.
