Spring break 2007. I was in my second year at the college I'd reluctantly transferred to after I had a mental breakdown and decided I could no longer slice it at the uni I'd dreamed of graduating from since I was 16. Through my connections at the American Institute of Physics, of which I was a member of the national leadership council (honestly I don't know where this low self-esteem comes from; I've been ranked highly in several national institutions since my teens). My friends, all of whom were members of the leadership council of SPS Zone 17, had nothing to do over aforementioned spring break. I suggested we go to San Francisco, since several members of our grad program were working at Stanford and I had other connections at UC Berkley, including my best friend of 5 years.))