beyond sense

in some alternate universe where Philippines is a first world country, i am kc concepcion with the face of jessica alba, spending my sunday morning dancing in the streets of paris in a boho ensemble. but in relaity i'm just me, spending my sunday morning infront of the tv waiting for Pacquiao's game.

i don't even like kc. i like paris though.

my mom's not sharon, but i think she's just as mega. haha! :)

obviously, i have nothing to say. but anyway, i dream of paris and glamour.