I got a new phone, the iPhone 14. Up until then I’d been using the ancient 6S+, a hand-me-down from my mom. There isn’t much difference between the old phone and the new one, except one does not have a home button and has better camera quality. I was actually looking forward to the better camera since the 6S+ has an eighteenth-century quality to it. This is coming from a person who doesn’t even usually notice if a video is in 480p. The camera on the 6S+ is doo doo. The iPhone14 is noticeably better, but not exactly the seven years of technological advancement I had expected; it’s no replacement for any decent camera. And maybe I’m just old and can’t get with the times, but the removal of the home button was always odd to me. Apparently it was to make room for more screen. I guess that makes sense, but I usually prefer tactile feedback over tapping a glass screen. More unforgivable however is the removal of the headphone jack, presumably done to sell more of their dumb as hell Airpods, which are essentially ugly marshmallows that cost a hundred dollars, and anyone who buys them is an Apple apologist, a braindead shill, and also probably bought the $999 Apple Pro Stand.
Anyhow. I’ll have to dig around for some Bluetooth ear buds then. Some features of the iPhone 14 that I didn’t mention include Face ID. It’s decently useful. I was going to list some more features but I honestly can’t think of any. As an upgrade to an eight year old phone, it really falls flat. People like to clown on Apple for releasing the same phone every year. These people are mostly Samsung bootlickers, and their opinions are typically irrelevant. However, there is some truth to this sentiment. I do wish we would have the next big selling feature already, the way the jump from button phones to touch screen was. In other words, Steve Jobs, up your game!!!
I also have a new number. I notified only a few people that I was changing numbers. Some of my classmates I didn’t really feel like telling because we’re not that close and it’d be weird if I told them just for them to not really care. We don’t talk much anyway. I keep getting texts and calls from random people and they all think my name is Hector, and Hector if you are reading this you need to pay your bills NOW. In other words, Hector needs to get his act together and start paying his taxes, because I am sick of getting random calls so early in the morning!!!
I got logged out of Spotify when I switched phones. I couldn’t remember my password since I made the account six years ago when I first got my phone, so I decided to just make a new one. That means I’ve lost all of my old playlists, although I don’t really care about them at all. They all consist of Maroon 5 and One Republic, so nothing much is being lost. I’ve been on the fence on whether or not I should buy Spotify Premium. Sometimes I think it’s worth it so I don’t have to hear “Want a break from the ads?” being blasted into my eardrums every minute. But of course, why pay for what is free? Most of the time I just use Youtube to listen to music because I can actually pick a song and listen to it, and if an ad shows up, it’s usually a five-second skippable one. The only time I ever use Spotify is if I want my phone to be off when I listen, which isn’t very often. And sometimes, Spotify doesn’t even have the music I want to listen to.
Some people treat music like it’s some sort of competition to see who has the most varied and unique taste. I guess it’s sort of the way how some people think they’re superior for reading old, obscure literature. Both are pretty snobby, but the thing with books is that it actually takes effort and thought to read through the whole thing. That at least provides grounds for the claim of cultural superiority. You have to put in the effort pretending to understand the book at all. For music, all you have to do is press play. This guy was showing me his playlist once. There were a lot of artists, maybe they were mainstream or maybe they were underground, I’m not sure since I don’t know many artists in general. And the whole time he was looking at me expecting me to piss my pants in excitement over how cool his playlist was, and how cool he was for listening to them. As for me, I listen to Weezer.