Unexpected...

So I just saw my friend gave me a shout-out on her own blog...
Wow, Emma, wow...Tansy loves you, and laughs at your description of our conversation together...
(For real, that's so not how it went!!)
Anyway, as payment, I will send whomever happens to read this your way...
From the Mixed Up Files of Emzy Rae
And also point out that if I say 'whatever' it's because I'm slightly lacking in vocabulary, so why don't you fill me in?
Gracious...

Also, I shall dedicate this next 'Short' to you and your lovely crazy world you've let me into.
Don't forget to say thank you, my friend.

Secret Song
The radio keeps fizzing in and out. You can only hear fragments of songs before the station kicks out.
"Bounce, baby, out the door..."
"Pink, it's my new obsession..."
"Always love you but right now I just don't like you..."
"I hate everything about you, why do I..."
"Please don't stop the music..."
"Just in case they're wondering..."
"I tell you what I want, what I really really want..."
"Baby, baby, where did our love go?"
"Can you feel it..."
"You're so ridiculous, I can barely stop..."
Needless to say, you're a bit frustrated and wish Avril would stop, especially if she's not going to finish the song in the first place. But you just ignore the snippets and continue working on the psych paper that's going to put your grade through the roof so you can actually pass your class. And you have to admit, you're quite brilliant when you put your mind to it.
But then another song comes on. One you haven't heard in ages. And it's not stopping or fizzing out at all. An internal debate starts. Get up and dance? Turn the music up? Or just ignore it...but you can't do that, not for your favorite song. And you're all alone with no one to see you, so what's the risk?
You start to smile as you rise from your seat. And soon enough you're bouncing to the music, letting the rhythm pulse through you as you belt out the words...
"I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world..."

Tansy loves you, Emma!!