lalalalala...I finished my second round of interviews!!!!!!!!!!!! weeee~! UCSF's a really chill environment to be in...if I do my PhD here, one good thing that will come out of it I think, is that I'll make a lot of friends of the PIs, who are the friendliest I've met so far among all the schools I visited. By friendliest, I don't mean coldly or awkwardly friendly...I mean a non-hierarchical type of friendly. The type of friendly that makes you feel worth their time to talk to...which I found refreshing.

Speaking of friends, it's nice to have a bunch around whom you can feel totally at ease. And it's not the amount of time you've spent with them or even how well you know them that determines your enjoyment of their company...it's more like a chemistry that's either there or it's not. A chemistry that may be affected by the conditions of the initial encounter, which may prove disastrous for some relationships that when you look back in hindsight seemed to have all the right ingredients to take off. But then in others, circumstance can help form unexpected ties and bring together the most unlikely of characters. Which makes me think that this world is really such a crazy but miraculous place. Miraculous as in wonderful.

I admire people who can truly say they live without regret. I have lots of regrets. But none which I can't fix. I'm lucky that way. One regret that's been weighing on my mind is my failure to let someone know that she is indeed important to me. She's a friend who's been close by for some time. I wouldn't say a very long time, but long enough to make me care about how she feels and long enough to make me want to be a part of her life, even if it's just playing the role of an occasional confidante, or punching bag even. Cos these are the things I take sometimes, unceremoniously, from the people I call my friends. And I don't feel like a true friend to others if they don't do the same to me. I dunno. Maybe this is demanding, but it's just the way it is for me.