.Beautiful Disaster.

I like to dwell in my imagination soo much i think i'm slowly losing touch with reality. Reality sucks, my imaginative world fulfills my every whim n fancy.

Work today was pretty bearable comapred to last sunday. I mangaed to outsell the promoters' sales for both friday and saturday, the woman i was supposed to be replacing.

That, despite slacking on the job and handling out unattractive samples (was promoting swissbake desserts!). Met this gal called Jasmine, a fellow promoter, who was SUPER friendly and talkative. Too nice for my liking in fact. She'd only known me for a day(& goodness i wasn't even coming back), and she had, by day's end, divulged to me info regarding her family, her boyfriend, her job(she's a sudent nurse), her patient (who fell in love with her while she was dressing her wound for him in hospital *roll eyes*) And btw that patient is 14 years her senior, an ex-convict, and has several tattoos on his back. I didn't really see an issue when she told me she was seeing the guy. Wat irked me a little was that she was 2-timing, feeling pretty darn showy about it, and repeatedly smsed/called both guys during lunch breaks at work and reporting to me every detail of the conversations.

You guys should have seen the look on my FACE.

I was perpetually rolling my eyes in slight disgust. I say 'slight' cos one part of me couldn't even be bothered.

Pre-camp's tml n i've not even packed. And i have to wake early once again. =( It better be fun, or else i might contemplate running away.. *like seriously* I absolutely detest pre-camps. Of all the pre-camps i've attended, never did one not disappoint me.

Feeling really down these days. Thanx yinghua n sista, for offering that listening ear i terribly needed.