June 2006. Where should I start, I stayed there for 2 months, the longest 2 months of my life, it felt like 2 years at times, it was fun at times and sometimes I wished I never went there. I was 16, rocking my hollister shirts and Capri pants, you couldn't tell me shit at that time. I got chased by goats, got punked by the neighbourhood hoodlums, got proposed to nonstop. I was treated like a Princess though, niggas would cut off their arms if I asked, the local dugsi teacher said I was a bad influence on the girls because I taught them how to apply eyeliner and made their lipgloss pop. Now that I think about it, it was actually fun. Except the blazing hot sun.