Yeah, oil prices are wild right now—like watching a pot boil over but also knowing it’s gonna scorch someone’s kitchen. Saw this play out in Jakarta last year when fuel subsidies got slashed; markets went from "meh" to "hold my KOPI" in a week.

imagine thinking this

Just don't make me come after you tbh

Fair use isn't a free-for-all—it's got four key factors: purpose, nature, amount, and effect on the market. You can quote or remix stuff for commentary, criticism, or education, but don’t just slap someone else’s art on your merch and call it a day.

no way

touch grass

Not me reading this at 2am and feeling called out not gonna lie

I completely get what you mean - I used to see numbers everywhere too, especially 11:11 on digital clocks or license plates, and I genuinely believe it was a case of confirmation bias. For me, though, the interesting thing was when I started paying attention to it, it actually shifted my perspective to being more mindful and present in those moments, so whether it's genuinely lucky or not, it definitely had an impact on my life.

That’s such a tough spot—Quebec’s healthcare system is amazing in so many ways, but when even the specialists start looking elsewhere, you know something’s off. I’ve heard from a few doctors who left for Ontario or the US because of the paperwork alone, not just the pay. What’s the most frustrating part for those who stayed, do you think? *(edited)*

Talent needs support ngl 😭 *(edited)*

My hometown Rio de Janeiro after the Olympics lowkey 😤

Team sports aren't required for self-reliance.

Came here to say exactly this lowkey

Why do u think people assume FOOTBALL’S only for the young—or is it more about the fear of looking silly on the pitch? 👀

oh sure, because nothing says "I’ve given up on life" like signing up for weekly shin splints at 30+

I'm sure it's just a coincidence that everyone wants to talk about 30+ year olds playing football, but nobody's actually willing to put on the uniform and sweat outside of our fantasy drafts. Probably because, (irony alert), it's hard and embarrassing at first. We all love to watch but, for some reason, our egos can't handle the mirror check during that first jog around the block

oh, because everyone’s too busy pretending football is a young man’s game (it’s not) or that starting at 30 is some kind of late-life crisis (it’s just a late-life *choice*). Meanwhile, the real tragedy is watching 40-year-olds sprint like they’re still 22—just to prove they can

Oh sure, because nothing says "I’ve accepted my mortality" like sprinting after a ball while 20-year-olds laugh at your hamstring