All I have to do is listen to me

I was just reminiscing, which I'm sure I spelt incorrectly and I'm too lazy to google define and look at the "did you mean." As I was saying, I was just remembering the good times when I Don't Want to Be by Gavin DeGraw came on my shuffled iTunes, and yea. There was a moment, January of the first year of high school, I'd have been twelve, hanging out in one of my friend's bedrooms with another friend. I brought a one of those mix CDs to play and I Don't Want to Be started playing. Her brother walked in the room, demanding who owned the CD. I raised my hand begrudgingly, but instead of being yelled at for pathetic music taste, he praised me and asked to rip the CD on his computer.

My heart skipped a beat. But I was only a pathetic twelve-year-old with no chance with a fifteen-year-old. I look at him now and think he's ugly. =D !