the author

i am maggie, a long time ago, i was called someone else. i always start my sentence in small caps unless i have to do otherwise. i am also not a morning person, and having said that, i am better up all night than being shook into consciousness in early mornings. i do not like boiled eggs but can eat half-cooked sunny side ups everyday. i worked in corporate finance because something has to finance my eccentricities. some people find me smart but i swear i am just pretty cocky (for a girl).

not everybody likes me but i am okay with that. i do not like everybody either. the object of my fixation changes a lot. i can drink an alarmingly large volume of alcohol and still stay sober if i want to; i can let two shots of tequila get me drunk if i want to. i swear a lot because i can. and i date the guys i dated because i can. and i can sound like somebody because i am.

i am a filipina through and through, that is, if you know what we are in the truest sense of our culture. and i am fucking proud of it.

though i am not the same girl i was before i left our unhurried, almost non-existent town but what is it they say? you can get the girl out of the town, but never the town out of the girl.

i know that is true because i still wear my mickey mouse pajamas in bed.