Me: "Say a bunch of retail buys shares of a heavily shorted stock. Then there is a short squeeze and the price goes up dramatically. What percentage of buyers can get rich cashing out now before the price falls?"
ChatGPT:
"The percentage of buyers who can get rich by cashing out during a short squeeze before the price falls depends on several factors, but it is generally quite low. Here's why:

1. Market Timing and Volume: Not all buyers will have the foresight or ability to sell at the peak. The peak price is often very brief, and only a small fraction of buyers can sell their shares at the top prices before the market adjusts and prices begin to fall.
2. Liquidity Constraints: During a short squeeze, the sudden surge in sell orders can overwhelm buyers, causing liquidity issues. This means that even if many people want to sell at the high price, there may not be enough buyers at that price, leading to a rapid drop in price.
3. Behavioral Factors: Many retail investors may hold onto their shares too long, either out of greed (hoping the price will go even higher) or lack of experience in recognizing the optimal time to sell. By the time they decide to sell, the price may have already started to fall.
4. Market Mechanisms: Market makers and institutional investors often have better tools and strategies to manage their positions during a short squeeze. Retail investors, on the other hand, are at a disadvantage due to slower information processing and execution times.

Given these factors, only a small percentage of retail investors who bought shares before the short squeeze and sell at or near the peak price will see significant profits. The majority will likely experience more modest gains or even potential losses if they fail to exit their positions in time. Estimating an exact percentage is challenging, but it's safe to say it would be much less than half of the buyers, and likely closer to a small fraction, such as 5-10%.

Good evening, everyone!
Thank you for the overwhelming support for the Creatives meetup proposition I posted earlier last week! A special thanks to those who provided leads on potential venues. I've reached out to a few and expect replies soon.
In the meantime, I'd love to hear more from you. If you have additional suggestions for venues, especially low-cost or public spaces, please share them. I'm particularly interested in supporting local businesses if possible.
Also, let me know what activities you'd like at the events. Do you prefer socializing, actively collaborating on projects, or recreation/games? Share your thoughts in the comments.
Finally, please participate in the poll below to indicate your preferred day and time for the meetups. I've narrowed it down to six options due to the Reddit poll limit. This will help me pitch to potential locations.
Thank you again, and I look forward to making this happen with you all!
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When Quicktalon finally woke up, his heart leaped to his throat as he noticed that the sun was beginning to set. A gruff voice chuckled to his alarm before he could act on his sudden panic, “Sit down, you crazy ostrich. You’re fine. Achira has been taken care of, the fire lit, and your dinner is near the fire to keep warm.” Quicktalon froze at the new voice, slowly turning towards the owner of this new visitor, but his eyes seemed to have been playing tricks on him. His brother Fleet was nearby and changing his sister’s bandages.
“Fleet?” he asked softly, his eyes still wide at seeing his battle-scarred brother. “H-how are you here?! The search party for the missing Drakes and Dragons left months ago!” he exclaimed, a grin growing as happy tears began to warm his eyes. It had been far too long since he had last seen his brother. “Well, we were on our way back from the most northern searches, and we found a few traces of what could have happened, but we need to send out another search party after we Rest and replenish our supplies. But I have heard the great news!” Fleet said as he hugged his brother, “ I’m so proud of you!” He exclaimed, pulling his brother into a hug, “I can’t believe you’ve grown so much from that little drake who never left our grandmother's side and always got into scrapes from running too fast.” He laughed softly.
Quicktalon chuckled at his brother’s lighthearted jesting, “ Grandmother always made healing fun and exciting, and I wanted to be able to follow in her talon steps and help those who helped us when we were little drakelings.” He said with a smile, “But now, I have a chance to truly save dragonkind from this dangerous threat, hopefully with getting this information out to the world and traveling to Scholar’s Whispering Peak, I can also get more information on what happened to our Grandmother and hopefully what had happened to our parents all those years ago.”
A smile ghosted Fleet's lips. He knew that something had happened to his grandmother; they had the signs and were Grandmother her. But the more his troop searched, and the more evidence was uncovered, the more serious this strange tail became. He hadn’t mentioned it yet to their pack leader. Still, Drakes across the savanna were going missing, some dragons and even the notoriously hidden Arctic dragons.
Dozens of Dragons of all kinds were going missing. The Sea Orcs were the only ones who witnessed this strange occurrence. They were too big for anything to happen to them, but the cause of the disappearing dragons needed to be uncovered and solved before the giant sea dragons began to disappear. But Fleet couldn’t ruin his brother’s excitement and joy over this. So, for now, he kept quiet and continued praising his brother for his magnificent discovery.
“I need to start getting ready. I’ve got a big trip ahead of me. I need to pack plenty of supplies and ensure I have enough to trade for a thick fur cover to protect me from the freezing temperatures at the summit of the Scholars Whispering Peak.” Quicktalon said, “I can’t wait to be able to spend more time with you and Achira as soon as she fully recovers from the effects of the viper.” He explained with a soft chuckle, “ but I will be back soon, hopefully before winter settles over the lands, which, with it being the middle of New Life, I should have time to make it to the coast and get assistance through the ocean and onto the nearest coastline on the other side.”
Fleet looked concerned at the plan his brother had just explained. " Are you sure that is safe? I’ve met traveling Sea Orcs and been told how long and perilous a journey across the sea can be for Drakes and Dragons of our size!” Fleet explained fear etched deep into his face as he couldn’t imagine his little brother in the middle of a raging and violent sea. “ It would be better to travel on land. You’d get there much safer and without the risk of your research getting ruined from the sea's moisture.”
Quicktalon took a moment to consider. Is a trip like that more manageable? Would it be safer to traverse land rather than sea? “Are there any maps I can get? Can you help me figure out a quick and safe journey from our home to the Scholars Whispering Peak? If the sea is too dangerous, I will need to figure out a different way to get to the scholars and hopefully get there before the snow season starts.” He said, “Do you know if the pack to our North sells maps of the continent and trade routes I could follow?” He asked while moving to a chest with chunks of gold and jewels he could trade for a map. He even wrote quick instructions for effectively healing and removing the venom from the bite of an Orid Viper. Fleet watched as his brother gathered enough items for trade; each pack had different trade requirements depending on the situation and status.
“Do you remember what they ask for trade?” Quicktalon asked as he set his collected gems and precious metals into a small side pouch strapped to his front right upper forearm. Fleet thought momentarily and tried to remember when his troop had last passed through the pack to the North. “ I believe they take both jewels and food, so we might want to stop and catch something for them to eat on our way over to the North Pack,” Fleet said as he sharpened his dull talons on a nearby rock, “ a water buffalo perhaps would be a good trade-off.” He said, “with the upcoming heat wave, they might appreciate more food for their youngins.”
“Then it's settled. Let's head to the North Pack and trade for a map for a trade route to Scholars Whispering Peak.” Quicktalon said, ensuring his research was set somewhere safe and out of the way of any potential spills or papyrus-eating worms. “Let’s go. The hottest part of the day is over for now, and the animals should be coming back from mid-day hibernation so we can snag a water buffalo on the way to them,” Quicktalon said while moving to give his sister healing wound a quick check-over. Once everything was in good shape, Quicktalon and Fleet left the medical hut. They began their journey to the North Pack and hopefully snagged a water buffalo on the way toward their destination.
Both brothers carefully left the medical hut and began looking around Earthquake to tell him where they were heading and their plan for QuickTalon to get to the Scholars Whispering peaks before winter hit. It wasn’t too hard to find the elder drake, as he was once again leading the younger drakes in battle practice for the potential war that seemed to be whispering on the horizon. “WATCH YOUR TALONS! FOR MOTHER DRAKE’S SAKE HEATSTROKE, DUCK! USE YOUR FIRE!” Earthquake shouted, drilling the almost grown drakes in new and much faster battle techniques. “Things must be getting worse if Earthquake is so worried about what’s been happening. It worries me.” Fleet murmured to QuickTalon, fear and worry evident on his face as he watched the young drakes practice their battle maneuvers as if they were currently fighting the actual enemy.
The mock battle went on for what felt like an eternity before Earthquake called for the young drakes to take a break and get a drink of water. “ Freshen up! Get a drink and take a moment to breathe! You must keep practicing if we ever need to go to war against this new and unknown enemy!” He commanded while walking over to see what QuickTalon and Fleet wanted to discuss. “ Welcome back, Fleet, and I’m happy to see that your search troop all came back with no casualties.” He said in greeting, “But what can I do for you both? I can see that there is something you both wish to tell me.” He said while peering down his snout at the younger of the group, “We plan to head to the northern pack and trade something of value for a trade route map to the Scholars Whispering Peaks. The initial route is dangerous, and the humid air could ruin my research.” QuickTalon explained, “With the scorching season rolling in, we thought bringing a water buffalo to trade for a map would be helpful.”
Earthquake seemed impressed by the current plan, “ while that is a good idea, the Northern Pack have been plagued recently by attacks from humans, or at least what seems to be left of that species; if you want to help, I’m sure food, water and medical attention will benefit them most.” He explained, “ but you both have my permission to go to the Northern Pack, just come back here, and I’ll help get you an assistant to stand in your place as a healer until your return.” Earthquake said, a smile gently ghosting across his snout, “now go on little ones, the sun is getting ready to set, and the water buffalo will be out to graze and drink at the nearby watering holes.” “Yes, sir, we will be back within three days,” QuickTalon said with a nod as he and his brother were dismissed and permitted to head off toward the Northern Pack.
With the dry dirt and plants crunching under their talons, QuickTalon turned and followed Fleet toward the Northern pack. “If humans are attacking them, what should we do if we see one?” QuickTalon asked after a long pause in the conversation, “Well,” Fleet started as if trying to recall a memory, “ my commander said that if you see a human, to kill on sight. While most humans are not dangerous to us as adults, they still threaten our young and elderly.” He explained, “Although I have yet to see a human, I have heard conflicting reports and statements about humans. Some are nice and have been seen helping others and the environment we live in, and some are on constant paths of destruction, burning, and taking like the worst of us dragons. Filled with greed and the never-ending satisfaction that they will never have enough stuff to put into their horde, they kill everything on their path to get what they want.”
QuickTalon’s eyes widened in both fascination and absolute horror at what he was hearing, and he had never realized that something so small and without fire or claws or just something to defend itself could be so destructive. “ But, is there a way to tell which ones are good and bad? Surely all of them can’t be rotten, can they?” He asked, jumping in fright when a breaking twig cracked nearby. “I’m sure there is, but for now, we’ve been told to just kill on sight.” He said softly, “ I know you want to help save the world, but you must remember, QuickTalon, that not everyone can or wants to be saved. You will need to know when to save yourself, and don’t let those who want to drown pull you under with them.” He said, eyes staring off into the distance, seeming to be looking at or hearing something out in the distance that only he could see. Quicktalon wasn’t sure how to respond to his brother’s worries. He was worried that his brother might know something more about this dangerous situation than he did, but he knew that he needed to keep his head clear and his eyes forward during this difficult time. “Brother, I know you are worried and want to find Grandmother, but spiraling off into the unknowns and the shadows will not help us find her. I believe in you and the others, but you need to take a breath and remind yourself where you are and your focus.” Quicktalon said, listening intensely to his surroundings while following his brother North. “ We will find Grandmother and the other missing Drakes, but for now, we need to rest our worried minds to start with a clean slate in the morning. If we let our brains become muddled, we could miss important details. So for now, let's just rest our heads and worry about finding a water buffalo and getting a map.”
Fleet sighed deeply, “You’re right, brother. Worrying about all the what-ifs has been muddling my mind. I’ve been so stressed over all of the potential possibilities I have lost the main focus of my mission. To bring the lost and the missing home.” He said, shaking his head ever so slightly as if trying to clear his head from the dark thoughts that had muddled his brain for many years. “ But I agree, let us get that water buffalo and trade for the map. Once we return and rest, my troop and I will follow you to the first trading post and head toward the North. Perhaps we might meet again on your journey.” Fleet hummed softly before snapping his gaze towards the direction of something he had heard. “Shh, I hear something!” He whispered while dropping into a low crouch and moving almost silently through the tall brush and grass toward the sound he had heard.
Quicktalon did the same and followed his brothers' movements. The grass hissed and crunched softly under their talons as they approached the top of a small hill. With careful movements, the brothers peered over the hill. The water buffalo migration had begun, and thousands of bison were resting around the large pond. “ The migration.” Quicktalon murmured, “Would it hurt if we managed to grab a few bison for the Northern pack?” He asked, “ I don’t know how many drakes are in the Northern Pack, but with the hot season approaching, maybe it would help to bring them a few bison to preserve before the migration leaves?” He asked if he knew they needed to preserve the circle of life, but he had no idea what the status of this other pack could be since it had been at least forty years since he had last seen the pack at the semi-annual Drake packs meet-up.
“Perhaps, although I don’t want to end up overwhelming the Northern pack with food. But I agree, with the scorching season approaching, packs will need as much food as possible.” Fleet murmured while slowly dropping into a hunter's crouch, “ I will go for the two deep in the water. You grab the one heading out.” He instructed, to which Quicktalon agreed. He adjusted his satchel and ensured his research was safe before waiting for his brother's signal. With a hiss, Fleet shot over the hill, running as fast as he found towards the two water buffalo in the water. Grunts, groans, and high-pitched bellows filled the air as the water buffalo panicked and ran away from the large drakes.
Thunderous hooves and cries filled the air as the buffalo pushed and shoved into each other while fighting to escape the predators. Quicktalon narrowed his eyes, planted all four talons to the ground, and lunged at the water buffalo. The bison bellowed in fear and swung its head, trying to gore Quicktalon with its horns, but with a sharp turn of his body, he narrowly managed to avoid the deadly horn and sink his teeth into the back of the buffalo’s neck. The buffalo’s wails increased before being silenced with a loud crack, its body falling limp in Quicktalon’s jaws and its head rolling loosely. Loud splashing drew the younger drakes' attention; the second water buffalo ganged up on his brother. With a roar of anger, Quicktalon dropped his fresh kill and thundered through the water toward the second buffalo. The second buffalo barely had time to react before Quicktalon threw himself on the bison’s back and began pulling on its horns to steer it away from his brother.
The bison bellowed angrily and bucked as hard as possible, trying to throw the younger drake off. But Quicktalon held on tight, and with an angry snarl, he gripped the horns tightly in his talons, and with a harsh twist and a loud snap, the bison’s neck was broken. The bison collapsed into the water with a splash. Quicktalon was breathing hard as he tried to catch his breath after such a stressful moment. Fleet growled as he finally managed to take down his water buffalo, “ Fleet, are you okay?” Quicktalon asked, moving through the water, the muddled water sloshing around his talons.
“ I—I’m okay, I just… need to catch my breath.” Fleet panted as he caught his breath. I don’t know why that was so difficult. It shouldn’t have been.” He panted while pushing himself up and moving to collect the two limp water bison. “Let’s get these to the North Pack. We are almost there.” He said while letting Quicktalon assist him with lifting the two freshly killed bison onto his back. “Alright, but as soon as you need to take a break, let me know,” Quicktalon said as he walked over to the water buffalo he killed and hoisted it onto his back.
Fleet nodded in agreement, and the two began the final leg of their trek toward the Northern pack. Crickets began to chirp and sing as the sun set, lighting the sky in a brilliant mixture of pinks, reds, and oranges. Quicktalon smiled, stared at the beautiful sky, and grew even more excited when the fireflies lit up and danced around the land. “ You’ve always enjoyed this time of year, haven’t you?” Fleet asked with a smile, “ I do. The beautiful sunsets, the lightning bugs, and the soft songs of crickets. It always brings me joy.” Quicktalon replied with a happy smile in return. “Whenever I am scared, I think of nights like this to help calm me down.” He explained with a soft chuckle, “Grandmother even painted me a painting of one of these nights. I still treasure that painting the most.” He said, reminiscing about when his grandmother gifted him the painting of his favorite sunset.
“We will find her, Quicktalon, I promise,” Fleet said as he gently shouldered his brother with a soft sigh. “ I know, Fleet, but I’m still worried. She vanished without a trace.” He said softly, shifting the weight of water buffalo on his back to accommodate for the extra weight. “ I believe you brother, but, I still cant’t believe that someone or something like this could have happened.” He murmured, “although I do hope that we can figure out what has happened and we can bring our grandmother home.” Quicktalon said as he tried to enjoy his favorite evening.
Fleet nodded, “ well, we are almost to the Northern Pack, hopefully they have something that can help.” He said, nodding his head towards the approaching lights in the distance, “ good, hopefully they can help.” Quicktalon sighed before a set of drakes in heavy armor thundered towards them, anger written on their faces. “HALT!” One of the guards roared. “W-whats going on?” Quicktalons asked, unsure of why the guards were so angry. “ Your grandmother and her pack of drakes destroyed our village!”

i stomp my way through silver with 80% winrate, then as soon as i get to g4 with plat-emerald mmr suddenly my teams are full of feeders and trolls
you would think that people in plat-emerald are better than people in bronze-silver, but that doesn't seem to be the case here
this game is obviously trying to tank my winrate down to 50%, i mean:

• laners who afk at turret rather than watch for invade
• laners who dont go in on ganks
• laners who bait ganks
• laners who afk farm during ganks
• laners who bait the enemy team while youre soloing obj
• laners who dont rotate unless theyre bringing enemy team
• laners who afk farm while a fight is happening onscreen
• laners who farm jg instead of pressuring lanes
• laners who freeze lane mid-late game accomplishing nothing
• laners who afk split push all game but get no turrets
• laners who freeze lane while enemies roam all game
• laners who dont ward or counter ward
• laners who don't listen to pings whatsoever
• laners who dont help when being counter jg by 3 people
• people who type in chat more than play
• people who rage quit after 1 tiny thing goes wrong

this shit just didn't happen frequently while i was in low silver on this new account. it didn't even happen when i was 1 tier higher in mmr. only when i've gone to around 2 tiers up in mmr did this shit start happening every game.
i could go on and on but its just so obvious. this game gives you the most disgusting pig teammates if it thinks your winrate / mmr is too high, forcing you to grind through this psychologically manipulating bullshit.

At the very beginning of my Freshman year, my mother and grandpa passed away. [sorry for the dramatic cold open!] I was struggling a lot that first semester, and while I was getting through the classes, I wasn't doing great at them. Not as great as I know I could.
By second semester, I ended up transferring into online classes, where I basically gave up, and dropped all of them. After that, I applied to a tiny private College-Prep liberal arts school and that's where I'm at now. It's nice, they lean heavily into having everyone do focused college-like Humanities classes and Arts. The summer before I started attending, my father also passed away. I hadn't been living with him, my parents were divorced and he wasn't in a position to take me in, but that still sucked.
Now obviously, having an entire semester of Fs on my transcript is problematic. Another issue is the fact that the school I currently go to doesn't actually do GPAs. All our grades are basically written as narrative evaluations, and since very few schools do that, it's hard to find resources outside of the web of my own school. If a College were to request a GPA, our school would be able to provide one, but that's basically a matter of the Principal reading through my evaluations, and determining roughly what they would be roughly equivalent to if I was at the nearby public school.
All of my evaluations have been absolutely solid, I'm fairly certain I would have straight As. In addition, while attending I did take a virtual French II class over the summer, Japanese 101 and Biology 101 at nearby Colleges; I have an A in all of them. I'm sure if I requested a GPA for my regular classes, I would have mostly As. I have taken Calculus I [AB], but I'm awaiting my AP score. Calculus AB/BC are the only AP classes my school offers. For what it's worth, I got a 1350 on my PSAT 11.
My goal is to go into Math. I plan to take Calculus II/BC and Engineering next year, and also Linear Algebra in the fall off-campus [which I will likely be eligible for, just need my AP score]. When it comes to colleges, I really don't know what is reasonable for me to even shoot for.
I'm in a weird nebulous position where I was supposed to graduate next year, but failed so I'm behind a year, but also have enough credits to graduate next year anyways as a Junior, if I wanted to. I've thought about it, but I don't know if that's what I should do.
I have had conversations with my principal, and I think they recommend I take the extra year simply to offset the Fs from those online classes from before I transferred. My principal jokes that now is pretty much the only time in my life where it will be beneficial to be an orphan, and I think that's probably kinda true. I had to pick myself up and take initiative for a lot of the things I'm doing, and I have constantly excelled since moving schools. I have been living semi-independently, juggling between houses [I haven't lived with my legal guardians in ~2 years, but they're still present]
When my principal was in High School, he attended Telluride for the summer, and now has the opportunity to 'nominate' students for it, and he plans to do so for me in the Fall. I'm thinking of doing that, it sounds great.
This Spring I applied for PROMYS, and although I think I did well on the application, I unfortunately, got rejected. Of course, I knew that was a reach program so I didn't expect much, but now my summer's free! There's always next time.
I also thought about simply applying to a few absurd reach schools in my Junior year (Hail Mary), since technically I could be eligible, and if I end up getting rejected from them, then I would still be fine. I could just go ahead and do my Senior year, after having gained experience with the College admissions process.
I'm also somewhat aware of QuestBridge, and that could be a good option if I went that route this Fall; if I'm eligible for the match, apply for what looks good, and if I match, then free money! If not, then try again next year with a stronger background. From my understanding, finalists for that tend to be high-achieving students from low-income backgrounds. I'm certain I fall under that umbrella. Only one of my parents graduated High School and went to College, however, given that my mom's culinary degree probably hasn't impacted my life much in about 3 years, I've been told there may be room to argue I'm a "first gen" -- No idea if that's true.
All of this is to say, I don't really know what I should do. I hope I described my situation well enough for you to get a gist of my predicament, if anyone has advice, I would appreciate it. Although I feel like I'm in a very unique situation, I'm sure there's someone else who's been in a similarly-shaped boat on here.
In the meantime, I need some rest. I have to move out soon, I'll be taking French again online this summer, and I'll be starting two independent studies in Game Design and Novel Writing; I would like to get a job with my city's public library soon, because I've been an intern for my school's library this year and that seems like a nice transition. Probably try and take the SAT in August... also need to learn how to drive.... well, I have a busy summer.

Hello, any advice or insight into my situation would be appreciated.
The background:
I completed a master's thesis in 2021. My supervisors thought it was good enough to publish in a high-quality journal, so I began turning it into a manuscript and started a PhD in 2022 with the same principal supervisor but a different associate supervisor. My dad got sick in 2022 and died in 2023, which affected my productivity and caused me to put a formal interruption on my PhD for 2023. I have a feeling this has been inconvenient (in the way that it has been annoying for them to have to dedicate any time toward it administratively) for my 2 most senior supervisors because they have been very frosty with me when they weren't before.
The problem I'm having:
The associate supervisor from my master's thesis, my coauthor, has been sitting on a draft of the manuscript since 2022. We were supposed to polish the draft before giving it to my principal supervisor for the final review. She told me repeatedly (even up to a month ago) that she was busy looking at it but never did get back to me, and has now left academia and ghosted everyone. I got tired of waiting a long time ago, so I did the best I could on the paper and gave it to my principal supervisor for his review. A month ago he said he would get back to me within 3 days but never did and also does not answer any emails (both about the paper and other things related to my PhD). He is currently overseas because he has a joint appointment with a European university. I can't just be patient because I found out my other PhD supervisor (Who is my ex-principal PhD supervisor but retired in 2022 and is now 10% associate supervisor as an emeritus professor. Master's principal took over his position as principal), has now written a manuscript on the exact same thing as me, which will obviously be way better than mine. He knows I am working on this paper. I delivered a seminar that he attended. I don't know for sure, but my current principal supervisor may be a coauthor on his paper. I think this because the postdoc who has a grant with each of them is on the paper. I want to just go ahead and submit it but I'm just a student and this is my first paper, so there is a very low chance of it being accepted without their input. Also, I feel like it would sour my relationship with my principal supervisor, not that he gives a shit about me anyway, but I don't want to antagonise him and potentially turn his apathy toward me into complete aversion. I am just lucky my associate PhD supervisor is helpful and treats me well.
To summarise:
I'm trying to submit a paper but one coauthor has left academia and ghosted everyone, my principal supervisor and coauthor is semi-ghosting me, and my other PhD supervisor is snaking the paper off me.

Particularly light skinned mixed race men. As someone who grew up in an area with a low black population, I did notice in high school that the mixed race boys in my grade who were above average were more likely to be fawned over across the board (by people of all backgrounds - by the black girls, by the white girls, by girls of other races) in comparison to the darker black boys who may have been above average.
I’m curious about this. I have noticed that mixed race women (once again, particularly light skinned ones) have an easier time in the dating world than monoracial black women.

What is going on with Pine Knob charging such high fees for parking? Looking into Neal Young and parking is $45 + 20ish fees. NOT VIP either, that was sold out. I just want them to be honest up front with the total actual costs.

Hello,
My family and I stayed at an AirBNB for 8 days. On the morning of our last day there, we woke up to find that the car was stolen out of the drive way. I immediately reached out to the host to inform them of what happened. I explained that we called the cops and we were waiting for them to arrive to file a report. I asked the host if I could get a copy of any video recordings from the Skybell ring. To my surprise and frustration I learned that this was just a prop a didn't work. In this midst of dealing with our car being stolen, the host asked me to please make sure I was checked out before 3pm because the other guest would be checking in at that time. Very insensitive to what just happened on the property and me trying to figure things out.
I filed a complaint with AirBNB and requested my money back, especially since the car stolen was not my only issue (although it was the biggest one), and AirBNB gave the host 72 hours to respond to my request. Well of course, she denied refunding me any portion of my funds back. After speaking with some of the neighbors I learned that car theft happens on a weekly basis in this neighborhood. I informed the host of this and she claimed it never happens. Well, I went on the spotcrime website and plugged in the address for the street we were staying on which is Rogers Avenue in Atlanta... the report confirmed what the neighbor said. In the week that I stayed at the ABNB, four vehicles were stolen, not including mine.
I believe the host knew that this is a crime ridden area and that care thefts are high there. Unfortunately, AirBNB don't disclose the address so you can research prior to your stay.
Is there a chance that I can:
* Hold the host liable and file a claim against their home owners insurance (not sure how I could get this information)? Or,
* Hold Airbnb liable... I'm sure that has to be some insurance coverage on their end too.
* Get a property removed from the platform that is in a high crime area such as the one where my car got stolen.
Unfortunately, I did not have full coverage because I felt it was too high. But now in view of this scenario, the cost is higher because I can't file a claim with my insurance company for the theft.
In advice on what I could do here to minimize my having to cover the entire cost out of pocket for this incident... including having to buy a new car. Full disclosure the car is a 2019 Kia, which already has a high theft rate. However, we had no too long ago had Kia upgrade the system with the kill-switch. We filed the claim with Kia consumer because there's an existing class action lawsuit... but I still feel that AirBNB should bear some liability with this incident, especially due to hosting in such a bad area.

Howdy! I just finished up my first year in the Texas A&M Engineering program as an out-of-state student and have enjoyed my time on campus so far. I chose A&M over other schools that also had amazing engineering programs for the campus culture and vibe that was significantly different from everywhere else I visited. I have no family members in Texas nor any family/friend connection to the school, so I am appreciative of everyone I have met so far, for the people I am to meet in the future, and those who make the Aggie experience the one it is! Especially for the fact that it makes me feel like I have a home outside of my home!
With campus culture aside, financially, I am in a bit of a pickle. I was aware of this issue before going to A&M, but it was a more of a gamble on whether this would play out my way properly, but one I was willing to take in order to be an Aggie. For context, I received 0 scholarships with my acceptance letter for attending the institution, and countered my offer to the financial aid office based on the fact I had a 35 on the ACT and was ranked in the top 4% of my high school class of about 550 students. With this in mind, the school gave me a mere $4000, and not per semester, in total. Meaning, only $500 per semester for 4 years when my tuition which costs about $19,000 per semester. Essentially, nothing. The reason I was able to attend A&M was only based on the fact that my grandparents had a college fund built up for me and that I won a bunch of scholarship competitions that paid off the first year. While I can work a job to pay for food and get some help regarding living expenses from my parents, we cannot afford to pay this on top of almost $40,000 of tuition per year. Even more so as I have 2 younger brothers that will soon attend college. I would have to go into debt next year – assuming I do not receive any additional scholarships – and this jeopardizes my life for about the next 15-20 years as I did want to attend grad school immediately after undergrad.
I initially took a gamble financially on this school as there is a policy that declares that out-of-state students can get an automatic in-state tuition waiver if a student receives $4000 of scholarship from the university. Not other organizations, just simply whatever scholarships are directly affiliated with Texas A&M, and I believe this is specifically through the University Scholarship Application. Prior to committing to the school, I thought that this would be a feasible threshold to obtain as I knew my work ethic and that I would do anything to alleviate the financial burdens of not only myself, but also my family and to give my younger brothers a chance to attend the college of their dreams. Regarding my stats, I would like to think I am a competitive student as I earned a 4.0 GPA, I was in an academic student organization related to my major, an additional academic club (not-related to major but just out of interest), and a sport/recreational club. However, while in Texas, I have learned the "state rivalry" between my home state of California and Texas is for some reason a real thing outside the internet. I am concerned that this rivalry, while sounding farfetched, may screw me out of reaching this $4000 threshold. To note, the only scholarships that apply to the $4000 threshold are ones that are deemed as "competitive scholarships." Meaning, scholarships where not only a pool of out-of-state are being considered, or only in-state, but rather both groups being viewed in the same pool of applicants for a scholarship. The only reason I voice this concern is because this legit happened in the past to me with the stats I had in high school before coming to A&M. I have heard stories from other out-of-state students (from different states than mine and similar stats in high school) have either their out-of-state tuition waived or had a full tuition/ride scholarship given to them by the university. Furthermore, with Texas pride as a probable bias toward those on scholarship committees, I am concerned I will not be even fairly evaluated as a majority of the money will just be given to less or equally competitive individuals due the fact their families currently reside in Texas. This also was a common occurrence I ran into at Texas A&M, as a good amount of in-state students received something from the school prior to attending the university.
I would also like to note that obtaining residency in the state would not necessarily be the difficult part, it would be for the school to recognize me as an in-state resident for tuition purposes. With all this in mind, here are my questions below that I have.

1. What are the odds I have at receiving the threshold of $4000 to get the in-state waiver?
2. If I don't receive the $4000 threshold, I will likely be only able to pay for another semester maximum without going into the trenches of student debt. What would be the best course of action from here? Do I go back to my local community college and then see if I can transfer with scholarship to an in-state university? Do I stick it out at A&M and go into debt or potentially go to a community college in Texas, obtain residency, then transfer back?

I apologize for the long post, and I will take any helpful advice into consideration!
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Hi everyone, I am seeking career advice here. I am a fresh PhD in environmental microbiology, and my career goal is to be a scientist in big pharma/biotech companies. And hopefully, I can be in director-level later in my career! I have been applying for industry positions, but no luck yet. Now, I am starting to look at academic postdoc positions, for the purpose to learn more skills highly useful and valued in industry. The thing is, I am debating what area of field to do postdoc in.
Option A: kind of an extension of my PhD work but in a different lab where I can learn newer microbial genetic engineering techniques which would be valuable in biotech companies. - pros: the location is a biotech hub so would be easier to get an industry job after the postdoc. I can probably start look for an industry position within a year. - cons: I wouldn’t be learning a whole ton since the area is pretty similar to what I have been doing for the past +5 years.
Option B: a synthetic bio lab developing cancer therapeutics using engineered bacteria. - pros: I’m so fascinated by the area of studies and excited about learning new things. Being able to work with mammalian cells and mouse would open up more possible job opportunities in pharma and biotech. - cons: I would have to do a postdoc for at least 2-3 years, since I would have to learn lots of new techniques. The location is not a bio hub and is very, very expensive to live in. I plan on starting a family and having a kid within a year from now on. So this option definitely adds more uncertainty to my future. It’s on East Coast and I would like to move to CA in the future, so cost of moving will be extra too. Also, not sure if I’d actually like working with mammalian cells and mouse.
The big reason for leaning towards Option 2 is I think it would open up more job opportunities for me. Would it be true, realistically? Is 2-3 years of mammalian cell/mouse work enough to be hired in pharma as Sr. scientist? I want to be at Director-level in the future- would having the research experience of both bacterial and human cell would be increase that chance?
Thanks a lot!!

The question is pretty much on the title. I'm looking for good options of low, mid and high intermediate sonatas. For reference: the last couple of pieces I worked on with my teacher were Chopin's prelude in Em, debussy's arabesque n1 and his la fille aux cheveux de lin prelude, and am currently working on that rach's prelude in C#m.

Random thought lang, I think sa Pisay hymn, "crest and troughs" was originally meant to rhyme with "sea of life that flows". However, when I entered Pisay, our Earth Science teacher correctly pointed out that "trough" is pronounced as "truff" and not as "trow". So kapag kinakanta namin yung line na yan, may konting awkwardness kasi walang rhyme.
Wala bang nagpapanukala na palitan yung lyrics? For example, a simple "highs and lows" would rhyme with "flows".
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Had to get on here to discuss a pet peeve of mine that I've seen come up over and over: tourniquets
I've never encountered a field medicine item with more controversy and misinformation circulating around it so maybe some of you will benefit from this.
In my humble opinion, and I say this as someone who's seen a good bit of tourniquet use in a controlled medical setting, for 99% of you these things are going to be useless tacticool garbage that's actually more likely to seriously injure or kill you.
Idk what your use case is for these, but unless you're regularly in live fire combat scenarios and can get near immediate high quality medical care, don't bother. Most bleeds don't require them, aka venous. Most wounds encountered in the field can easily be stopped with either regular or cauterizing gauze and pressure. Slapping a tourniquet on and leaving it on is just going to cost you an arm or leg. 6 hours max and that limb is dead. And unless you can get it amputated, so are you. That's assuming you even had it on right and tightened off properly, which most are probably not. In that sense, your stupidity might just save you from your own stupidity.

Hello,
My husband, 2 kids (7yr old boy, 12yr old girl), and I are seriously considering a permanent move to OBX from central CA this summer. My husband makes surf movies (has been doing this since he was a teen, he works for himself), I am a dental hygienist.
The cost of living in our current town in CA has become absolutely outrageous (average monthly rent $4,400 for a 2 bedroom apt, houses cost on average $2M here). We are not millionaire folk and are really struggling here as we have outgrown the current apt we are renting and just want a decent house for our family so our kids can have their own rooms, nothing fancy. Moving in our town is no longer an option for us as the prices have increased so much in recent years. We are hoping to relocate to a more middle class, down to earth area but also due to my husband’s line of work we need to live where there is great surf. We lived in a rural surf town on the coast of Australia for 2 yrs and loved it; we are not high maintenance people. What we are mostly concerned with is finding a family friendly, affordable (compared to central CA) area with good schools, a happy place to raise kids.
Would anyone have any insight into if OBX might be a good fit for us?

TL;DR— Nasacort and Singulair have changed my life for the better. Thanks to this thread for those recommendations!
I just wanted to share here (since this thread has been so helpful to me) that I’ve recently found significant relief in starting two new meds— one being Nasacort, a simple OTC spray, the other being Singulair (Montelukast), a Rx drug that I was hesitant to take for years due to its Black label warning from the FDA, but which has helped me tremendously.
Y’all shared in these threads that these medications had changed your life, and I’m so grateful because that gave me the push I needed to try them. I’ve always had pretty bad seasonal allergies, but after having COVID in 2022, my allergies went completely crazy. April through September were a nightmare. I could barely function, had terrible brain fog, debilitating symptoms, had trouble working, couldn’t go outside, began experiencing allergic asthma… the whole works. Hay fever all day every day. I had sinus infections that led to terrible bronchitis. I was living on multiple Zyrtec a day (which honestly didn’t touch my symptoms), Sudafed during the day, Benadryl at night, Flonase, Ipaproprium Bromide spray and a host of supplements (Quercetin, vitamin c, stinging nettle, et.al) I tried EVERYTHING. (And I mean everything— diet, breath work, acupuncture, Ayurvedic treatments, the lot.) The majority of “alternative” / natural remedies have helped a little, but they’re more an extra support for my symptoms… they really didn’t do a whole lot for me.
Someone on here recommended Nasacort. And while it took a few weeks to kick in, when it did, a TOTAL game changer. I am free of chronic postnasal drip for maybe the first time in years?! I cannot believe it. If you haven’t tried Nasacort yet, I highly recommend it. No negative side effects. Safe for longer term use.
Upon searching these threads for how to deal with allergic asthma, I read more about Singulair. I’d always been nervous to take it because it can have bad psychological side effects, but it was nearly my last resort. My allergist told me that some folks have bad side effects, but the majority of people tolerate it well. I’m thrilled to say it’s working SO well for me. (Full disclosure: I also take Wellbutrin, an antidepressant). Singulair makes you a little sleepy, so it’s recommended you take it at night. It can give you very vivid dreams, and in my case, that’s been true. Other than that, zero side effects. My dreams are weirdly way more fun now, lol. Singulair has eliminated my allergic asthma— I can now exercise outside now during allergy season and not have to spend the next day in bed. Hallelujah!
Anyways, as a lifelong allergy sufferer / long Covid allergy mystery, I just wanted to share that these meds have helped me tremendously and I hope everyone can get what they need this allergy season!
Extra disclosure— I am very early in this journey, so no way to tell yet how much it’s helping, but I’m doing allergy immunotherapy with my allergist. I started with shots, but started reacting with major swelling at a very low dosage of the subcutaneous injection, so he has switched me to SLIT— sublingual drops. They’re European dosing guidelines, so very high quality and a high concentration serum. I’m only one month in, so I can’t say decisively how much they’re helping yet because it’s a 5 year process, but I’m hopeful my full court press against my seasonal allergies does the trick.

hello, i am suicidal. i have been suicidal for an awful long time but the thoughts stay dormant most of the time. i don’t find a reason in even posting this because the likelihood of anyone seeing this or even reading this far is low. but if you’d like to listen to my sob story feel free.
to start, i’m 16. and before you blame my hormones or just “growing up”, it isn’t. i’ve been on so many medications and trial and error tells me that the issue is within me somewhere. i’m a first born american from a long lineage of powerful people who have drive and verve in every aspect of life, i’ve seemed to miss that but i guess. ever since kindergarten i’ve been severely bullied for the way i presented myself; physical and social. i could never seem to get it right. once i began 2nd grade that was the first time i was ever conscious of my body and how much space my feelings took up and began bottling everything up. now as a sophomore in high school i’ve lost all drive and that bottle is about to shatter. i’m a druggie who can’t stop smoking weed every single night to cope with the fact that my pillows are wet with tears. i’m a burn out who went from a 3.8 to a 2.2. i’m a anorexic who lies to mom every night telling her i’m getting better. i’m a loser with no friends. i’m a fucking pariah who can’t keep a fucking talking stage going for more than a week. i could keep going but you get it i genuinely don’t know what i’m feeling, i feel like a fraud calling myself “suicidal” because i know i’ll never actually commit to it but i’m just wishing and praying that someday i’ll close my eyes and won’t wake up. i’m so fucking pathetic that sometimes i cross a high traffic road with my eyes closed or stand in front of the train tracks and hop off last minute. i just feel so helpless. every night i look at the lidocaine in my moms bathroom and wonder what would happen and how awful my mother would feel. the only reason i’m still breathing is for my mother. she the only light that keeps me going but i feel like soon that won’t be enough.
if you see this please help me i’m so lost

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