What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen in America?
As an immigrant, I would love to know about your experience in America. The story could be about the past, recent, present.
So here is my past story.
I still remember when I step inside a restroom in a high school, in front of my eyes was a colored girl standing in an awkward posture and twerking over the mirror. Right after she noticed my presence, she stands up against the wall then check her phone. We pretend as nothing happen. I turn my back, try to ignore her by focusing on wash my hands and try not to look at her. A few moments later, I suddenly heard a heavy breathing sound behind me. The breathing sound sounds like someone is doing a private thing (if you know what I mean). My curiosity is so strong that I slightly turn my head again to check her, and there she is, STARING at me while twerking her juicy butt over the mirror (along with that heavy breathing). It seems like we both check each other. She checks me to make sure that if I will turn my back to look at her again, and I check her if she is willing to do that again. God, you guys have no idea how much I felt in that situation. The feeling is hard to explain, and so much weirdness.
Later, I started to wonder, "Do every high school in American look like this?"
Nah, probably not. :)
So here is my past story.
I still remember when I step inside a restroom in a high school, in front of my eyes was a colored girl standing in an awkward posture and twerking over the mirror. Right after she noticed my presence, she stands up against the wall then check her phone. We pretend as nothing happen. I turn my back, try to ignore her by focusing on wash my hands and try not to look at her. A few moments later, I suddenly heard a heavy breathing sound behind me. The breathing sound sounds like someone is doing a private thing (if you know what I mean). My curiosity is so strong that I slightly turn my head again to check her, and there she is, STARING at me while twerking her juicy butt over the mirror (along with that heavy breathing). It seems like we both check each other. She checks me to make sure that if I will turn my back to look at her again, and I check her if she is willing to do that again. God, you guys have no idea how much I felt in that situation. The feeling is hard to explain, and so much weirdness.
Later, I started to wonder, "Do every high school in American look like this?"
Nah, probably not. :)
