This article was actually inspired by a comment from an unknown girl who lives by the name Shannah, saying that I’m a certified flirt. Haha. That’s funny. I don’t even know her, or I do? Heck if I’m sure of it. I don’t care.
I admit that most people who know me dearly can readily translate my name into that F word. They define me as a classic example of a modern flirt. Alright, that’s fine. Maybe a person who flirts like there’s no tomorrow can be labeled as a horned flirt in some context but what I wanna say, really, is that flirts are just alerts! They know when to act the way they do & they can easily detect one who is, too. Like me.
I know I’m not perfect and no one will ever see me as one. Point of the matter is, being a flirt has its ups and downs. One would never get to be taken seriously when your reputation precedes your true motive. But flirts, most of the time, get the juice. And that, is one of the major truths, we can’t deny.
I am a flirt, that’s a satisfying fact. But that’s not the complete truth. As I have read in some great book by Greg Iles, facts need not necessarily be the whole truth. The fluid truth is: I can be a flirt at some level & I can be true to my feelings when I have to.


