Hola September !

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Si sabes que ya llevo un rato mirándote
Tengo que bailar contigo hoy
(¡D.Y.!)
Vi que tu mirada ya estaba llamándome
Muéstrame el camino que yo voy, oh

Tú, tú eres el imán y yo soy el metal
Me voy acercando y voy armando el plan
Sólo con pensarlo se acelera el pulso

(Oh, yeah)
Ya, ya me está gustando más de lo normal
Todos mis sentidos van pidiendo más
Esto hay que tomarlo sin ningún apuro

Des-pa-cito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Des-pa-cito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito

Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube

Quiero ver bailar tu pelo
Quiero ser tu ritmo
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos
(Favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro
Hasta provocar tus gritos
Y que olvides tu apellido

Si te pido un beso ven dámelo
Yo sé que estás pensándolo
Llevo tiempo intentándolo
Mami, esto es dando y dándolo
Sabes que tu corazón conmigo te hace bang-bang
Sabes que esa beba está buscando de mi bang-bang
Ven prueba de mi boca para ver cómo te sabe
Quiero, quiero, quiero ver cuánto amor a ti te cabe
Yo no tengo prisa, yo me quiero dar el viaje
Empecemos lento, después salvaje

Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Cuando tú me besas con esa destreza
Veo que eres malicia con delicadeza

Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Y es que esa belleza es un rompecabezas
Pero pa’ montarlo aquí tengo la pieza
¡Oye!

Des-pa-cito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo
Des-pa-cito
Quiero desnudarte a besos despacito
Firmo en las paredes de tu laberinto
Y hacer de tu cuerpo todo un manuscrito

Sube, sube, sube
Sube, sube

Quiero ver bailar tu pelo
Quiero ser tu ritmo
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos
(Favorito, favorito, baby)
Déjame sobrepasar tus zonas de peligro
Hasta provocar tus gritos
Y que olvides tu apellido

Des-pa-cito
Vamo’ a hacerlo en una playa en Puerto Rico
Hasta que las olas griten “¡Ay, Bendito!”
Para que mi sello se quede contigo
¡Bailalo!

Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Que le enseñes a mi boca
Tus lugares favoritos
Favorito, favorito, baby
Pasito a pasito, suave suavecito
Nos vamos pegando, poquito a poquito
Hasta provocar tus gritos (Fonsi)
Y que olvides tu apellido (D.Y.)
Des-pa-cito

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JOB FAIR UNEXPECTED! – Part 2

Furthermore, the second attempt to go the booth, which the company that I want to apply. This time, the impact is more challenging with the crowd and people keep coming. Peoples come from the front going to back and we from the back want to go to the front, I’m not moving at all. The movement so not changing like a before. Mackerel, Tuna, Salmon, Carp, Amberjack, Shark and Anchovies are continuing to the sources. 🌄

After a long minute that I, myself cannot have a chance to look at my watch, the movement to the booth not too far but like snail. The feeling like a can of fish, like a snail or a lot of fish with a little water. After, struggling to the booth. I really want to the INFINEON Kulim booth with the company that I want to apply.

Luckily, I arrived and standing behind the people who ready to writing the form list. I wondering if this company was available to hiring my position. I was applying for Production Operator. I can see people, the faces and character every person.

The worst is when she replies to my question.

“Does job for production operator available to apply?” I ask to the officer at the booth.

She was shouting to inform everybody at the booth that.

“Operator, please come to this side, this way. Engineer and technician are this way”, she replied.

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OMG!!! #crowded #shocked😯 😦 😧 😮 😲

My heart feels like to screaming, my body like to increases bigger like a Hulk and becoming like a Gorilla with hand pounding to the chest. But I can’t because I had a moral, still normal and I am a woman. The way to this booth, you take about 20 minute or 30 minute to arrive. Then, if you want to fill your name at the production operator form-list, you have to turn another way and back to the booth with the super crowd around you. I cannot do it anymore.  The officer lady shouting again remind everyone.

“Everyone, this company just need your resume only, we don’t want your envelope and we tried to cut waste resource.” She says.

Even though, I was trying to get in out my CV in from the envelope. I was thinking on my head. Thinking and thinking, should I get through the crowd again? Even you all ready at the booth that the primary option to apply the job. I saw someone beside me, she Indian girl start to writing on her resume. As I remember she was writing a Technician.

I’m on the wrong way because doesn’t know how this event held or operate in this super crowded. I ask to the officer. ✌🏻

“Can I get the flyer?”, I asking for the flyer or booklet from this company.

She took two pamphlet or flyer or booklet so whatever. It’s two pieces and hand in to me. I said Thank you.  💁🏻

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I take really hard decision, was breaking my heart to get out from this the scene. The booth that I no longer can do. I still in the crowd to get out this booth. Which this situation that I’m ready to past become difficult cause my handbag behind me. Then, I heard that my handbag being blamed for the situation.

My handbag got stuck in the crowd between the other ladies behind me because I try to get through. When I move, the ladies behind me also in hurry to followed very closely and tightly with everyone trying to passed from booth to booth. I had a long time not using a handbag. I usually go everywhere using a backpack.

But this time, I think I should be being a feminine or look a woman than usual. Imagine it; I wearing a blouse, ladies slack pants, ballerina pump shoes and love love love design square scarf on my head.

😍 No need to imagine it, I put the picture below. What I heard and so sure everybody also hears what they say because we are too close each other and too compact like a Sardine fish in the can or Sardine tin.

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“Hurmmm, bring a handbag is making trouble to other at this event, beside bring a backpack are easy”. Girl behind condemn me .

When I hear that, I think that I should reply immediately to them with my opinion answer. But, I remind myself not making trouble with people or anyone else.

Then, I thought; I doesn’t know her, she doesn’t know me. Why I should make a just an enemy because they condemn my thing happen between her or me in this event. Troublesome is childish. I leave them and not looking their faces. I trying to get out from this booth area. I’m a little bit say out loud by not quite loud just a word to get through.

“Excuse me!!”, I speak clearly to get through the crowd.

Them seem to give a way to get out. The space when trying to get out is so differently unlike to going in the line to the booth. I’m not looking at the booth anymore, heading to the entrance lobby at the front area.

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I looking for my younger brother. He not at the lobby entrance and I tried to calls, when he answered he says that he was at Futsal area. I go to the futsal area, but no sign of him, I’m not recognize any shape of him at the place. I only see people enjoy to having the meals in front of them.

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The food court, where is Milo, Chicken fried and of course food vehicle. I have no taste to buy or eat this time even the food looks tasty.

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I feeling a little bit frustrated with this event, the place is small and the people too much coming even they were already having a job than unemployed like me, whose desperate to get the jobs.

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At the lobby entrance, I waiting my younger brother about 15 minute maybe. Then, he appears without noticing me that I watching him come at the entrance. He goes straight to the inside the main event “super crowded”. I had to follow him behind to call him out I ask him to take my picture at the arch and we leaving the event building to the where his park his motorcycle.

At the parking, not the actual parking but people parking in the bush with has a small road to enter. He, my younger brother notice that people leave their key at the motorcycles. The people interest to get into the venue without remember their key that can cause the missing the vehicle. 🏍

My younger brother said that before came to the in the building when he parks his motorcycle, he already helps two motorcycle with key at the vehicle without the owner. My younger brother took the keys and give the RELA officer that surveillance the place.

He tells which vehicle that the keys is leave behind. The motorcycle is quite good and expensive too. It’s so pity to the owner if the motorcycle is get missing by owner fault by leaving the keys. We don’t know if something going on in our life. 🔑

This is the view from KHTP Sport Complex surveillance camera and from the highest place or drone.

This “UNSUNG HEROES” story that never been told. Thank you to my younger brother to his help.

As a Result, 🇲🇾

  1. The estimated people that attend this event were 8000 peoples, unexpected! 🔨
  2. At Facebook, the Organizer received a bad feedback from the visitor. 🎭
  3. Incident; reportedly visitor fainted in the event because too crowded. 😱
  4. Overall, I’m not sending my Resume. 😭
  5. I’m not satisfy with this event. 💔 (maybe this is last job fair that I attended)

The End.

*Some of this picture are belong to me and other are collected from Facebook that shared to public. #credittofacebookowner 👍

*Grammar error, Word error, Noun, Present-Past Tense error in this post or past post. Please ignoring and hopefully understands. 😁

L’Amour JUNE

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& everybody,

Happy Ramadan Kareem.

 

This year got to be a different from last year at 2016. Why?

I was taking a long rest from working. Target to get working officially in the end of July.

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A new flyover in Penang. Date 01/06/2016

I was trying to writing this around 10pm at June 1st, 2017. Unfortunately, too much attraction to other things and a lack of focusing, there is no guarantee for publish on the first June, Sadly. There is no formatting on these writing.

I was on Facebook about 3 days before and got notification about someone birthday. Oh! On the 2nd of June is my friend’s birthday, I got to wishing him a birthday. Not like last year were I got to be friend with him at Facebook after his birthday. He was my first foreign friends. I do not know how to describe this relationship because he was a vendor at my workplace. He was engineer from the company that build the machine for my workplace. My former workplace. Bye-bye!!

Not finish yet, he was a real foreign friends. He from Japan. “Kon’nichiwa!!”

How could be the real friend? Real friends for me is you could meet him face to face, having a conversation and exchange something and holding hand. Ops!! Hold hand?!! Really??? ha-ha. It’s something unexpected happen. That it’s!

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I found this at machine, I appreciate art. Date 01/06/2016.

About a conversation, with my English is limited and not fluently and him as a Japanese, from what I know they very appreciative of mother tongue. I so sure he couldn’t be hearing what I said with the noisy environment at the workplace. However, I think a messaging is good conversation too. This is unexpected happen, I was dare to get his phone number. Yeah! I don’t think about the other things. Besides, I need a friend that time and not for something. He is Japanese, for me I cannot see Japanese people every day. How could I resist myself for not to get knowing people from different country in real life? so this is opportunity. I go to him with my heart beat something weird feel inside and felt so nervous. I ask him a phone numbers, he look shock. Of course, people will shock when strangers like me ask him a phone numbers. Really dude! Phone numbers, a private joke right? Not a jokes for me asking him a phone number. I already with my pen but not something to write on. Consider that I will not get his phone numbers, it’s okay that I don’t bring a piece of paper. I understand that, this situation isn’t right. Instead, he takes my left hand.

OMG! My hand is cold, my heart stops and I was like a statue. He writes phone numbers on the gloves which I am wearing, so my hand clean from ballpoint pen ink. At that times, I believe that I have been to another gigantic galaxy. Finish he writing a phone number, I said thank you and looked down respectfully, leaving him for continues my work. On the one hand, it could be useful when the machine is not working properly and need some inspections. He was a right person, which is he is the builder of the machine. Like his said about when I ask him what his jobs by social messenger apps.

Although, for the record that I not having a conversation yet after the end of December 2016. What I just did only like on Facebook. He did come to Penang around March this year and I not there anymore at Penang.

Happy Birthday!!!

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the Blue

5 days ago…
I was in blue
What?
I was in blue
What is that?
Where I supposedly wearing an orange
And the vehicle is blue
What?
But my heart is for you…

I was in blue
What?
He looking so neatly
Should I ask why?
According to me you’re so nice
What?
Did I fell in love with you…?

I was in blue
Honestly!!!
Yes, I am.

I was in blue
But the vehicle that we ride is tell me why
What?
Why?
Where the feeling is starting.
From there until now.

What?
I was in blue
This is the broken vehicles.
What?
And it’s you.

 

If, I let her..

I should let her using that washroom
Making her screaming after that
Giving her lesson for what she did to us
Us is including me
I care for each other

..

But, I did something opposite
I tell her about the problem
She never thanks me for that
Even, she make me for help her again
I help you then you burden me again and again

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We are human and again saying “a Human”
Not a robot and not a something using batteries
Our energy has limit and our sense has boundaries
God will give mankind a lesson if it was making difficult for everyone
Then, she also felt the pain of what we feels.

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