It was 3 am, my cough won’t let me sleep, and a song played on my Spotify which brought me back to Cedar Point Amusement Park — the roller coaster capital of the world; the place where I had my internship more than two years ago.
I wasn’t really that active with blogging when I was in the States but after two years, here I am, back on doing what I love, active as ever. So of course, as the girl who always has stories to tell, I’d love to share how it has been a roller-coaster ride for me having to experience the American-dream even just for three months.
Here are (some of) the craziest things I have done and experienced in America (in no particular order):
1. I had my first ever snow experience
I was actually working as a Human Resources Associate (best job ever if you’re the type of person who wants to talk and get to know a lot of people every day) and I was at work when I saw from the window in front of me that it was snowing.
It wasn’t the first snow fall, there’s still snow everywhere we go, but it was the first snow fall ever since we arrived there. I was working that time, there are a lot of people to process in, and even though I badly wanted to go out and experience it, I can’t!
Luckily, Mama Pam (our manager; love her so much) came out of her office and said, “Oh, it’s snowing! Have you experienced snow before, Emilia?” (She calls me Emilia because she’s having a hard time pronouncing my name. Haha.) “No,” I answered with the most paawa look on my face, and she replied, “Then go outside! My God, I can’t believe it’s the first time you see snow and you’re just working there!”
Just like that, I left my work for a few minutes, went outside and experienced it with her. I was also with three girls from the Philippines – two who became my co-HRAs – and even if the people inside the building were looking at us like we’re acting crazy because it’s just snow for them, we don’t care. We took photos, videos, and it’s just one of the most amazing things that I have experienced in my whole life.
2. I was asked to be the girlfriend of someone I don’t even know
Believe me when I say that American boys are totally different than the Filipino guys I grew up with. I am aware that America has a different culture regarding love and relationships; they don’t do “courting” just like what we do in the Philippines and if you started dating, you will absolutely be confused on where you stand in his life. Are you his girlfriend already? Or are you just dating?
So anyway, employees of Cedar Point have a Recreation Center where they can get to stay, play games (billiards, volleyball, basketball, foosball, etc), buy and eat food from the cafeteria, and just hang out whenever it’s their free time.
I was sitting alone on this super comfy couch in front of this television with basketball on the screen, talking to my boyfriend on Skype, when a guy I know-by-face sat on the other end of the couch.
“That’s the thing with working in HR. It’s either everyone knows you or you know everyone.”
When I finished talking to Wel, this guy randomly talked to me.
“When are you going to finish talking on your phone?” he asked. “I’m done!” I answered him back, laughing. I mean.. it’s not much of a big deal for me talking to people I don’t know anymore. I’m used to it, being HRA as my job. He then started talking and asking questions about me, the exchange students around (there were a lot of Filipino students in our batch), and so many other random things.
Until he asked me, “So will you be my girlfriend?”
I was SHOOK. Or just like how the memes now say, #shookt. I was totally shocked, the first thing that I said was, “What?! I don’t even know you!” Hahahaha. And sweetie, his answer was, “I’m Tyler. Now you know me. Now, will you be my girlfriend?”
Bes nakAKALOKA!! Ganda ko sa part na ‘yon char HAHAHAHA
Ending: I keep on saying no and that I have a boyfriend; he keeps on insisting; but thankfully, in the end, he stopped and we just remained acquaintances. (Fun fact: he cute but i’m taken that time – i still am – so, sorry hahaha)
3. I had my very first tattoo
This was actually out of the blue. It was my last day in Ohio, was going to fly to California the next day, when my friends and I decided to have a tattoo. I never even had the time to think about it. I just.. YOLO-ed.
I’ve always wanted to get a tattoo even back in the Philippines but I don’t know what design I’d love to have and all that, so when they talked about it, I was like.. Okay, let’s do this.
I wanted it to be small but meaningful so what I had was an airplane, obviously symbolizing my love for travel; but other than that, for me, it symbolizes my courage to live abroad independently since I’ve never had the chance back home. I also see it as my “souvenir” from the beautiful city of Sandusky, Ohio.
Hannah and Chris, two of my super close friends paid this for me and told me it was their farewell gift. Hehe awwww.
4. I was almost kicked out (and banned) from a bar
Nope, not because I was drunk as feck but because I removed my under-21 mark.
If you’re not familiar with how it goes in bars in America, you will be asked to present an ID before paying and heading in. If you’re under 21 (18-20 years young), an X will be marked on your hand so that bartenders won’t get to sell you drinks. (Some still do.) You aren’t even allowed to be seen drinking alcoholic drinks. And if you’re 21 and up, you will be given this orange badge which is super hard to take off just so you can’t share it with people under 21. lol
Anyhow, being with crazy friends that night, I removed my X mark because my under-21 friend told me that it’s incredibly easy to erase it and that she had already removed hers. God, I don’t even know what happened. No amount of alcohol was in my system; I was probably just completely cray cray.
So I successfully removed mine as well; I can finally dreeenk, and I was dancing with my friends on the dance floor when the bouncer came and told me to go with him outside. Oh oh. This sounds trouble.
Once outside, he asked me, “Where’s your badge?” As in, the orange badge for those 21 and above. Holy shiz I was dumbfounded, I can’t even construct a valid reason. So what I did was I keep on saying “WHAT?” pretending that I couldn’t hear him because of the loud music. HAHAHA! Pakshet! He then asked for my ID, and I was like, “But my bag isn’t with me! It’s with my friends over there!” Hahahahaha!
I guess I wasn’t believable (because I won’t believe myself as well) and what he did was he just put an extra LARGE X on my hand so I won’t be able to take it off. My GOD. What a crazy night.
5. I experienced having a fire-alarm alarm on our company housing just because of an egg
I know. Eggs.. Again?! Haha! If you don’t know what I’m talking about, it’s about my experience in America being thrown with eggs just because and you can read it here.
A little disclaimer: it wasn’t because of me, okay? It was because of my friend who accidentally forgot that she’s boiling a freaking egg until all the water in the pan had evaporated and smoke was freaking everywhere after. The fire alarm was on and there were even firetrucks sent; so imagine how crazy that was!! All because of an egg!
6. I have ridden a police car & held a real gun (all for the first time!)
I actually became really close with one of Cedar Point’s police – his name is Chris, hey Chris!! – because he’s friends with our manager, Pam, and he’s always at the HR building.
There was this one time where he was the one who drove us back to our company housing and it was amazing. I saw how it looks like from the inside (I don’t know if I’m allowed to post photos of what it looks like inside so I won’t); he also taught us what those things/buttons were for, and this guy just drove past the speed limit. My goodness, what a good police this guy is.
Chris also brought us girls to where he lives. We got to meet his parents, had legit smores for the first time, plus he showed us his guns and other police stuff. (Men, he even taught us how they do the random check if a person is drunk or not.)
Okay. I didn’t even realize how long this post already is because I enjoy writing it so I guess I have to stop there; for now. Don’t worry, I have a lot of more stories about my US experience and I would love to share it with you.
If you’re reading until this part, thank you. I hope you enjoyed all my crazy shenanigans. Hahaha! Which one’s your favorite? Let’s talk more about it below. See you!