Hi my name is Katie, I live in a small town that the movie "Cars" is based off of named Seligman. Yes it is very, very, very small to the locals in this town and how we Seligmanights describe it to people who have never been here before we tell them "Well, when you drive through town don't blink or you'll by pass it about ten miles."
I have graduated from its tiny little school, and when I say tiny I MEAN tiny, its K-12, and before I graduated I remember one of my teachers saying it had 155 students between Elementary, middle school, and high school. My graduating class was 11 people. But while I was growning up a lot of teachers and a lot of people thought I wasn't going to graduate with my class of 2014 and honestly I didn't either. High school was every hard for me. My freshman year I started out at my tiny school then went to home schooling, I failed out and mostly I failed out because my Grandpa Buller (may he rest in peace) had pasted away and was stuck up in Colorado for two weeks, after winter break I had gone back to my tiny school, but then my mom and my dad had a fight and my brother butted into it and my mom decided to leave, so my mom and I packed up our little ford van and moved to Oklahoma, one of my biggest fears are tornados, but we managed up there for a little while, left that place quicker than quick, we had come back to my little drama filled town and had gotten to meet my god daughter for the very first time, that summer <3.
Then my sophomore year started, when I got back to school it felt like my home has never changed, my friends were still the same everything was the same and nothing was able to change that. (I know my sophomore year was pretty boring) but the only thing that did change that year was we got a new superintendent named Dr. Rex, she had study every face of her students of Seligman Schools and got to know them. Interacted with all the students coming up with plans to pass the aims test. That year my school had gone from an "F" grade school to a "B" grade school in the state of Arizona.
As time had come and gone sophomore year by passed me and that year I got a job making sandwiches at Subway starting out as a prep, working 3 days a week that summer. And my Junior year was upon me. I had busted my butt to get credits behind me to graduate with my class. That year Air Force JROTC and Jted was offered at my school as extracurricular classes. I joined the JROTC as one of my classes and that year we were the first online class for Prescott JROTC program. We were called the "hybrids". My junior year I was going to school 4 days a week and my weekends were dedicated to Subway. And that is what I loved the most was always being on the go not stopping for nothing, not thinking about nothing, and not stopping for nothing, just go, go, go, go, go, go. My time card was full and I enjoyed it. And the year had passed me like I was asleep.
That summer as the school year of 2013-2014 was slowly approaching, my best friend, my god daughter, and I moved into this cute little appartment together all living together slowly building our home together. Working at the same place (different times) working full time. It felt like we were the perfect little family, but my best friend was with this guy that was a major duche bag from hell. She wanted him to move in even though they constanstly fought and he threatened her and her daughter, and she and I fought about it, so I played as the better man and moved out because I was not going to be uncomfortable and pissed off all the time in my own home. But as a couple of months went by and she finally said goodbye to dummy I moved in with her, again. But from there everything felt like it was on its up hill climb but truth be told it was on its down hill roll. We hardly saw each other but when we did we would talk about our day and the people who made us mad but kept our cool.
February of 2014 got to see a guy I have not seen in over 4 years got to catch up on things with each other smoking my cigarettes as his friend is flirting with my best friend that I'm living with and sharing my cigarettes with him as well. Two weeks later the guy flirting with my best friend decides to ask me out, it was kinda weird how he did it too, but I said yes. He moved in with my friend and I, but that weekend was the worst weekend of my life. We had only spent that whole weekend alone together about 5 minutes top. But we broke up that weekend and broke up for two weeks and gotten back together and stayed together for two weeks, which I am learning from my mistakes. I stayed single for awhile met a guy up in Alaska acted like Prince charming but was just another bottom feeder.
So the morale of this story is no matter what don't give up on something. Stay strong because the ride will be over before you know it.
I'm signing off now <3
Love, Kiki
I have graduated from its tiny little school, and when I say tiny I MEAN tiny, its K-12, and before I graduated I remember one of my teachers saying it had 155 students between Elementary, middle school, and high school. My graduating class was 11 people. But while I was growning up a lot of teachers and a lot of people thought I wasn't going to graduate with my class of 2014 and honestly I didn't either. High school was every hard for me. My freshman year I started out at my tiny school then went to home schooling, I failed out and mostly I failed out because my Grandpa Buller (may he rest in peace) had pasted away and was stuck up in Colorado for two weeks, after winter break I had gone back to my tiny school, but then my mom and my dad had a fight and my brother butted into it and my mom decided to leave, so my mom and I packed up our little ford van and moved to Oklahoma, one of my biggest fears are tornados, but we managed up there for a little while, left that place quicker than quick, we had come back to my little drama filled town and had gotten to meet my god daughter for the very first time, that summer <3.
Then my sophomore year started, when I got back to school it felt like my home has never changed, my friends were still the same everything was the same and nothing was able to change that. (I know my sophomore year was pretty boring) but the only thing that did change that year was we got a new superintendent named Dr. Rex, she had study every face of her students of Seligman Schools and got to know them. Interacted with all the students coming up with plans to pass the aims test. That year my school had gone from an "F" grade school to a "B" grade school in the state of Arizona.
As time had come and gone sophomore year by passed me and that year I got a job making sandwiches at Subway starting out as a prep, working 3 days a week that summer. And my Junior year was upon me. I had busted my butt to get credits behind me to graduate with my class. That year Air Force JROTC and Jted was offered at my school as extracurricular classes. I joined the JROTC as one of my classes and that year we were the first online class for Prescott JROTC program. We were called the "hybrids". My junior year I was going to school 4 days a week and my weekends were dedicated to Subway. And that is what I loved the most was always being on the go not stopping for nothing, not thinking about nothing, and not stopping for nothing, just go, go, go, go, go, go. My time card was full and I enjoyed it. And the year had passed me like I was asleep.
That summer as the school year of 2013-2014 was slowly approaching, my best friend, my god daughter, and I moved into this cute little appartment together all living together slowly building our home together. Working at the same place (different times) working full time. It felt like we were the perfect little family, but my best friend was with this guy that was a major duche bag from hell. She wanted him to move in even though they constanstly fought and he threatened her and her daughter, and she and I fought about it, so I played as the better man and moved out because I was not going to be uncomfortable and pissed off all the time in my own home. But as a couple of months went by and she finally said goodbye to dummy I moved in with her, again. But from there everything felt like it was on its up hill climb but truth be told it was on its down hill roll. We hardly saw each other but when we did we would talk about our day and the people who made us mad but kept our cool.
February of 2014 got to see a guy I have not seen in over 4 years got to catch up on things with each other smoking my cigarettes as his friend is flirting with my best friend that I'm living with and sharing my cigarettes with him as well. Two weeks later the guy flirting with my best friend decides to ask me out, it was kinda weird how he did it too, but I said yes. He moved in with my friend and I, but that weekend was the worst weekend of my life. We had only spent that whole weekend alone together about 5 minutes top. But we broke up that weekend and broke up for two weeks and gotten back together and stayed together for two weeks, which I am learning from my mistakes. I stayed single for awhile met a guy up in Alaska acted like Prince charming but was just another bottom feeder.
So the morale of this story is no matter what don't give up on something. Stay strong because the ride will be over before you know it.
I'm signing off now <3
Love, Kiki
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