It was somebody’s birthday party, I was outside by myself having a smoke. Out of nowhere, this guy sits down next to me and we start having a conversation. He was a lanky Asian dude in a Na’Vi hoodie, which was strange because it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anybody rock those bumblebee colors. But he seemed friendly enough and we had a nice conversation, with Dota being the icebreaker. Eventually the guy tells me his plight. He didn’t have a place to stay for the night and needed somewhere to rest. For some strange reason, I agreed to let him stay over at my place. I mean, nothing wrong with helping out a fellow Na’Vi fan right?
Fast forward until the end of the night and we’re back at my place. Upon entering my room, he immediately sat down in front of my computer and turned it on. I’m not sure what he was doing on it, but he seemed very comfortable, knowing all my shortcuts and how to navigate around my system. I didn’t question him since it was pretty late and I was ready to sleep, so I left him in my room while I went to the toilet.
While taking a shit, a thought crossed my mind – what if this guy was stealing all my passwords? Or planting some trojans on my computer? That worried me a bit, so I quickly finished my shit, cleaned up and went back to my room. When I stepped in, I saw my computer was still on, but the guy was nowhere to be found. He had vanished. I didn’t even hear the door open or close. I thought to myself, “fuck! He’s probably taken what he wanted.”
The dream ended after that.
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The Mysterious Stranger
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It’s great being an adult
Today, a thought crossed my mind while I was having dinner and I saw a kid a few tables away having his meal with his family. He was the only child seated there, the rest of them were old-ass people chatting and eating. It’s great being an adult.
Sure, these days it’s not too bad being a kid – everyone has got their own tablets and smartphones to keep themselves occupied during a boring dinner. But I remember when I was young, the countless times I had to follow my family out because I was too young to be left at home by myself.
I’d sit down with the aunts and uncles, bored out of my mind, waiting for the adults to finish talking so I could go home to watch my favorite TV shows, read a book or play some video games.
Now that I’m old enough, I’m able to decline invitations to dinners I don’t want to attend. If I do attend them, I can occasionally speak to adults or other people closer to my age. I can order a drink and enjoy some alcohol. I can pull out my phone to browse reddit, play games or watch videos on YouTube. When I feel like it, I can just walk out for a smoke. Assuming I drove to the venue by myself, I can make an early exit to do whatever I want. There’s really no expectation for me to be present (barring important occasions). Everyone’s an adult now – they know I have shit to do with my time as well (these days it’s leveling up my Battle Pass kek).
I don’t miss being that kid who didn’t have a say in his parents’ social engagements. Being old does come with benefits. Now when I think of it, who wants to be young again? I mean, sure – nobody likes looking like an old fuck, but if you are an old fuck then what’s wrong with looking like one? I think I look my age these days, and I’m cool with that.
It’s great being an adult.
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Call me in the morning, tell me how last night went
I first discovered Post Malone when he was mentioned on a H3H3 video a while ago. At that time I had no idea who he was and he looked like a chill guy so I thought I’d check him out on YouTube. Based on his appearance, his music was definitely not what I was expecting. He had the look of an aggressive gangsta rapper or a metalcore band’s frontman (he wanted to play guitar for Crown The Empire in the past). Turns out, he had some of the chillest soundcloud raps on the internet.
I wasn’t blown away initially, but his music slowly grew on me and I found myself singing along to his catchy choruses and imitating the background noises in his songs (skrrt pop yuh ey). Like a lot of music I discovered randomly, it was something I never knew I would like. I think 2003 George would have rejected this music outright. While he writes songs about money and bitches and sings with autotune, he does it well enough to stand out from the crowd. The fact that he has such a soothing voice complemented by a laid back vibe and clever lyrics (how can I make sense when I’ve got millions on my mind?) puts this guy up there as one of my all-time favorite singers.
I’m genuinely surprised he’s not huge globally (or maybe he is and I’m just unaware). His explicit lyrics might possibly stop him from being a mainstream wonder in this side of the world. He recently released his sophomore album which also took awhile to grow on me (I love it now) that has some of his best work IMO. Here’s a bunch of my favorite Post Malone tracks:
Post Malone ft. Quavo – Congratulations
Post Malone – White Iverson
Post Malone – Go Flex
Post Malone – Leave
Post Malone ft. 2 Chainz – Money Made Me Do It
Post Malone – Patient
Post Malone ft. Khelani – Feel
Post Malone ft. 21 Savage – Rockstar
Post Malone – Better Now
Post Malone – Stay
Post Malone – Candy Paint