Epoxy or Lub? Door or Window?

Somehow from OSU to CSUN, found couple commons. Here to share;
Same smell (office smell, may be from the aging papers), same sort of solution smell, same chalk board (long one, I have not seen one for a while), same bureaucratic, same cumbersome system for student, full of young energy (Well I found these students are like High School for me now)...and also, same shity faces from those advisor (Honestly, no offence, I respect this PHD like I respect profession, knowledge, but somehow I need to trust my intuition this time) . Aforemention are only my personal conclusion.
So, this afternoon visit, another window? Or a cold sober water? With bunch of pre-requisites, 3.0 minimum, GRE, time management, WPE, Conditional Classify...Scare me away? Or put myself in another non comfort zone again which I had tried very hard to leave....But now I miss that again....
Another thought, forget about pride, the level, selflessly speaking I will learn something from this. Put away the frustration build up, struggling inside out (I think I am better than a decade ago, I focus better and understand better)...Put all these aside, that is a self value upgrade, a Kai Zen... From P-Daddy and turn to Master P.

Wahoo...6th year already...

Tour de Frank Bonelli Park

There we start...

Here we stop...

Here I saw a big monster at back...

Then we come together...

And we take off again...

My Bengvic, My Jeep, My Ultimate Driving Machine...

Isn't that cool or what?