A snake.

A snake.

And that, I am.

 I have recently taken a string of tests concerning my personality – may it be based on an anime show or an animal of some sort- and not so strangely enough, the results are -in my opinion- shockingly accurate.  

Loners and yet, constantly surrounded by people.

Meticulous of their craft.


Fine with almost everything given that they feel secure.



Ha. Funny how I’ve spent my highschool years determining who I am and what I stand for when after all this time, the person I never dreamt myself to be is who I truly am. Back then, I wanted to be the protagonist of a novel who never abandons her friends, strives through all the pressures in life and will be successful in the future someday. I have always wanted to be that charismatic character who is loved by everyone, appreciated by everyone and protected by everyone. A leader of powerful, influential individuals. And so on and so forth.

Yet, none of these represent myself for all the breathing world to see.

 I am not popular & outgoing nor am I tough nor leader material.

I am a snake.

Slippery, hard to hold on to. Ever-changing. Obsessive. Meticulous. Inconsistent. Adept in adaptation.

The Snake.

The symbol of evil and deceit. Of fertility and rebirth. Of damnation and connection to the earth. The creature indescribably beautiful and solitary.

I am the Snake.

I am at one with my beloved animal.

It pleases me to the core.

According to one test I’ve taken, I am a Specialist. Unique and undefinable. Always in the social circle yet a loner all the same. This is based on the anime show, HunterxHunter. As a Specialist, I am not bound in the chains of any other nen types and limits. I am far more different.

 I guess I can say, I love who I am right now.

It is gratifying to think that after all these years, these ponderings, and hurtings, I finally accepted who I am. I stand for nothing except for what pleases me. I hate the spotlight and yet I yearn for it. I am erratic, wild and slippery.

I am armie.

I am a snake.


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cie miraflor

A Filipino at heart and a Thomasian in spirit. A vocalist. A bookworm. A chocoholic. A liar. A dreamer. A coffee addict. A writer of poetry and short stories. A pending Information Technologist. A frustrated programmer. Blinded with love for Batman.

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