Last night I educated myself again: looking at the chart seemed smooth, and I got excited and placed a market order, only to be slapped by slippage and pushed to the position of "how did this trade happen here." After reviewing the trading record, I realized it wasn't that the market suddenly changed, but that the pool depth was inherently shallow. My small amount there was like moving a whole row of sodas out of a convenience store in one go... no wonder the price didn't jump.

What's even dumber is the order placement rhythm. I could have split it into two or three trades, or simply placed a limit order and waited patiently, but I just wanted to save effort. Now everyone is cautious because of cross-chain bridge thefts and oracle price manipulation, and I used to think waiting was tedious. But I finally get it: it’s not about being timid, it’s about leaving a backup plan. From now on, I’d rather go slower, like queuing for bubble tea or squeezing into the subway—no more impulsively paying tuition fees.