Hanging out

I don't know why but lately I haven't been hanging out a lot, but this week was different, I actually hanged out not only once, but twice! And with various people. Which is quite surprising. There was a time where I used to hang out every day, there really was. And currently I don't know how I used to do it, now every time I hang out I need three days to recover, not kidding. 

Anyways, yesterday I met this guy that I'll call spinner. So, this was pretty random, not only because I've only seen him twice at some raves, but mainly because I think I've never holded a conversation longer than two minutes with this guy. Well, two weeks ago he posted an instagram story where he asked if somebody wanted to meet with him and smoke a blunt or something. Sometimes I forguet that you can use social media for that, and that seems like the right use, like I usually use it to watch memes or for posting some random song that I can't stop listening to. Getting back to the point, I replied that story saying I wouldn't mind hanging out some time because I was feeling pretty bored, I don't really do much, I really don't. Sometimes I like watching some show on my laptop, or playing something in my switch, or reading some book, but you get bored after doing this on repeat for a while, you really do. Besides, like I said, I really used to be a social monster, and I guess that part of me isn't dead, for now.

So this wednesday I recieved some news from spinner, we talked so long ago that I couldn't remember why he was in my direct messages and then I saw it, he typed, ''Do you still wanna hang out? I'm free today'' and I instantly wanted to die, like really die, no kidding. Partly because I'm pretty tired like all the time, school is killing me, and partly because that day I was gonna go shopping with my mom because I only had one pair of shoes with holes on them, which I didn't really mind, but who says no to some brand new shoes, right?

I told him I couldn't make it that day and we rescheduled for thursday, but I wasn't really excited about it, not because I didn't want to see him but because on thursdays I get out of school at five PM, usually I get out at half past two PM, thurdays are a pain in the ass, but it is what it is, i guess.

Regardless, I've met him on thursday at half past five PM after school was over and we striked up a conversation pretty easily, he was pretty talkative, which is a trait that I like quite a lot, I don't really like people whom I have to make an effort to get something out of them, they bore the hell out of me, they really do. Anyway, I learned that he lives in the middle of nowhere, fifty minutes away, and I felt bad for him instantly, I usually feel bad about people making efforts for me, don't really know why that happens, and while we were getting to the metro he told me that the day before he bought a whole lot of weed and left it on a table, and when he got back the stuff wasn't on the table anymore, and I felt even worst so I told him that day was on me, partly because I wanted to show him some place and I didn't want to go somewhere random to see a plug, too. 

When we got out from the metro, which was full of foreingers by the way, we went to buy some drinks and then we got up the mountain to the spot I wanted to show him. You could tell he didn't excercise a lot because of his heavy breathing, but that's okay, I don't really excercise either so who am I to judge? By the time we got there the sun had already set, you could see all the city from up there, we sat down and I started rolling one while we talked, we were having a pretty interesting conversation about the use of AI in art, like paintings and stories and shit. I am pretty against the use of AI in this subject, art made by it feels so soulless it depresses me, like why are we using AI to do the fun stuff and not the annoying boring stuff? Like I don't want AI to write the books so we can work, that's so stupid. But anyway, he had a different opinion, his statement was that AI can be pretty usefull for inspiration, which has some truth to it, but I didn't really agree with him, you see, I find our creativity is unique for each one of us, each mind has so many stories and perspectives to show and AI it's just a bunch of stolen work put toghether, soulless and meaningless. Still, I don't understand why he would need AI for inspiration, we discussed some politics too and he has a knack for conspiracies, and not shitty conspiracies like the flat world or that stuff, I mean conspiracies that actually make sense, it was so entretaining listening to his theories that, even if extremely unlikely, were pretty logical, in a way. Maybe we just were pretty high, a lot of things make sense when you're high, I guess.

By the time we got down it was already nighttime, we went to a store to buy something to eat and then we bade farewell. I should hang out more again, I quite like it.