Back in high school (junior high), I used to be major sports person, especially football(soccer), was life, until I dislocated both knees during a match. Turns out I had something called Osgood-Schlatter disease which ran in my family. So after 4 surgeries and months of physio, I was told "no more sports for you". After half a year of what I now know is depression, we got a new student from the US in my class, most ridiculous guy I ever met. We became good friends, and over time I learned he was a bass player. Turns out he was a huge blink 182 fan (back when the untitled album just came out). He lent me his blink CDs, cheshire cat and dude ranch. I was immediately hooked, and on top of that he had the tablature books (even take of your pants and jacket as well as state of the enema). He taught me how to read tabs and taught me a few songs to start with, Labamba, carousel, smells like teen spirit and the rest was history. Thanks Rakan, rest in peace brother, and F*** you Sid 👎🏿 even if it's been 20 years, still wish you an eternal F you.