8th or 9th grade, 6th hour English class. I sat at the back of the class, and would get ready to run for my bus as soon as the bell rang. Walkman headphones on and a copy of licensed to ill on an old TDK cassette. Cute girl sat right in front of me, and she'd ask a couple times a week what I was listening to. Licensed to ill the entire quarter or semester. Looking back on it, I wonder if she thought I was a total weirdo. Same tape. Every. Single. Day.