Don't knock it.

Last night before I was about to sleep, I decided to take a trek downstairs. In the background I head cheesy music, realizing Becca and Tiff are totally watching the Hannah Montana movie. I make fun of them and proceed to walk away. Then, I hear it. Yes, Rascal Flatts. They are in the movie and I immediately turn around and sit down. But after the song is over, what do I do? Logically, you would think I should leave. But no, I watch the rest of the movie.

And I enjoyed it. What has gotten into me you ask? I have no idea but watch the movie, it's actually an okay movie. I never thought I'd say it.

Now Jessi is judging me. "BARF."

Please don't judge.