AnhHuyQN Gà Mờ

In the first year of university, 1$ equaled 1 hour of work as a waiter.
In the final year, I started playing Binance and made $1, $2, 3$ felt very happy.
But the more I played, the more I earned, and greed told me that was not enough.
Then I failed.
I continued to try to recover, but instead of recovering slowly dollar by dollar, I rushed and failed again (perhaps many people reading this will have someone harshly criticizing instead of offering a word of encouragement).
Then today I suddenly realized that 1$ is also money, it was once 1 hour of work from my first year as a student, so why not take it slowly instead of having to cross high to watch every sleepless hour only to end up losing energy and still failing.
Let's start over slowly, consider it a lesson before stepping out of the university gate.

What smell is that, it smells burnt?