Since 2007.....

Well, life in 2007 was not not bad...I left Nparks and got a job as an administrative assistant with a shipping company that was run and ruled by chinese educated bosses.  Left after 3 months because all they cared about was money and not the welfare of their staff.

Anyway, call of the wild overcame me and I joined the zoo as a zookeeper. I enjoyed my first few months there but was slowly being eaten away by their policies.  When my recruiter/curator left, it was another asshole that took over.  Let's name him "Bolo".  Bolo never liked me from the start and was always trying his very best to put me down.  Only problem was he never had the damn guts to say it in my face, always going to my supervisor and in turn my supervisor came to tell me. Bolo was really like a piece of wrinkled ass who thinks he owns the place.  I was also rather put off with the ideas of feeding live chickens/chicks to animals who are never ever going to be released back into the wild.  These are caged animals who have lost their instinct to hunt, attack and kill.  These are animals that humans put on exhibits for people to see and for the organization to earn money.  Am not against any animals in the zoo cos that is also one way to educate people on the animal's way of life in the hope that humans will understand them better and stop poaching them for the so-called medicinal purposes.  However, putting a live animal into the den for the hunter to chase is kinda of ridiculous bearing in mind the small yard for it to actually chase and for the prey to eventually die a slow death. I however managed to curb my emotions and continued to work there until eventually injury decided to play a part.

I had too many injuries during my stint at the zoo to the extend of having 2 operations.  The last one was the final straw for me so I decided to get out while I could......only to jump into another stupid area in 2010...(more of that later).

During this period, my only joy and happiness were my dogs....Sam, Max, Tyson, Calu, Casey and Lucky.  I have a live-in ass who happens to so call himself as my BF, my hubby but does not behave any part of it.  He's more of a jack-ass who always think he's right, smart and a good planner! Go to Hell!!  Most of the time, I'll confide in my dogs cos I don't trust him one single bit.  The only reason why I'm still with him is cos his mother made me promise to take care of him forever and I never break my promises.  However, he does his own thing and goes his own way and I do mine.  Like right now..am going to watch NCIS........will continue another day.......Semper fi