flirtfest

i must be really equally mad at the "flirt" and scared that she'd snatch my man for me to write this blog years ago. wow! now, i'm just laughing at this. i swear, i remember the boy and i remember more the gurl. haha! so much for i-know-he's-the-one kinda relationship for me. from them, i learned to just take it less serious yet be true to the commitment. i had fun re-reading this. here's sharing with you my "madness." 

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a tribute to the gurl who taught me how to love hating… why? no particulars, please… the gurl who’s a part of my past, whom i owe gratitude for showing me a living proof that bitches do exist. to you, thank you!

flirting is one of the most frustratingly misconstrued concepts of having fun and having a great time. that is why some articles found the utmost necessity to clear these misconceptions up. according to the fine art of flirting (daniel snow), flirting is a form of communication that shows appreciation, attraction, and/or interest. when you flirt, have only flirting in mind. don’t think about what it could turn you into. you should flirt for the enjoyment of putting your positive feelings out there for someone to enjoy.

but my reason for blogging this time is not to back up the good old snowman’s line of thinking. love it or hate it, the art of flirting cannot be safely underestimated. like this gurl i know for example… lurking in the shadows of a yuppie, a conservative, trying-to-be funny, looking-like-nuts charming, laid back lass who would do nothing but all the sacred goodies in the world so that her parents would tattoo her name on their asses. but underneath the angelic exterior she so expertly carries, lies the reek of a piss, dog shit and ripe garbage. no matter how good she is in concealing it, for sensitive gurls like me and for some far good reasons, she simply stinks! yeah, she flirts… a lot! not the kind of flirting enough to be considered an art.

mind you… when this married-man-with-kids shows up in the horizon, this desperate young poet immediately transforms into a subservient monkey, sticking her butt out before her prince. so undermining of someone’s confidence! drat!

“the ability to flirt is the ability to take control of yourself and have an impact on the world,” to quote the snowman. to quote the imp, “the ability to flirt is the ability to take control of the world and have an impact on yourself.”

no offense to the flirtyflirty staff of flirtyflirty.com. i am just trying to convey my message to a flirt i know who makes flirting so damn way dirty. but that, of course, depends if my homily sinks into her freaking-like-hell thicker than thick skin and her stinking-like-hell guts.

originally posted on sepetmber 2, 2005 @ friendster blogs