I, Cynthia M. Knight, being of sound mind as
possible after two years at Science and Math and
sound body hereby bequeath the following: To
Alexia N., I leave a hug and lots of emotion; to Fab, I
leave a peaceful senior year and weekends at State; to
Hope, I leave a visitor in Bryan RA Office; and to
Tom V., I leave a peck from Earl.
1, Alan Krakauer, do hereby give to Mike- those
queer musicians; Paul- my physics help, since Owen
won’t be around; Lacy- my sense of humor, Scott-
Maya, Willy, Rip and the whole gang; Tavares- Dr. K
and the class of Doom; Kevin- every kind of bird that
I’ve ever seen; Gary- the 81 still have left, half an ounce
of common sense, and the key to Hill; John- my
extensive skirt collection; Warren- my hair care secrets;
Sangit- my nipples, if he’s still hungry; Perty-
Grandma’s revenge; Chris- another year of hell, I mean
German; Anthony- my self pity and my noseguard;
Duane- the official Late Night Posse Throne; Priscilla-
my dirty dishes, E.C. (god), and that dirty spic we found
on our hall; Stephen- a year’s supply of salt and a can
opener; Melvin- the crown of King Bog; johnothan- my
extra balls; and finally, to all of Second Bryan, I leave
fresh air, funky noises, good music, and whatever *
memories of whatever parts of my body that you might
have seen.
I, Roland Leak, in not so sound mind and very
injured body, leave Fourth East New Dorm and
NCSSM for the rest of my life. As far as the 4E hand
me downs go, 1 leave the title of SupaHo and all of the
honor that goes with it to J-Glow. Steve, you can have
the sleep-ins that you envied first semester, and Charlie,
you can inherit my laziness so that you can compound it
onto that which you already have. Fab and Alex, you
get all of the 10:30 hugs that you want. To the rest of
the class of 1993,1 wish you luck in ONE MORE
YEAR OF NCSSM. To the RA staff, you can have you
office back if you really want it. Finally, to Sirena, I give
to you my sincerest respect and gratitude for being a
true friend. One last word, BMC!
I, Anne E. Lincoln, being of a mind and great body,
leave a few tokens to my acquaintances...to Marcello,
my beloved fishies...a big hug to Glenn and a SLURP!
to Mike Dairs...good luck to Susan, Catherine, jamey
Spencer, and Anthony McCluney on their DA-
ships!...a whole vat of icky-poo shaped volleyballs to
jillie...my lost pair of orange-handled scissors to Dan to
snip off his hair sprout...Space in my room next year for
the other triple-ho, Wendy...some straight hair to
Teri...some multi-syllable words to Andres...a banana to
Alex and some jolt Cola to Steve...and good luck and a
hug to my 3W friends—^we’ve had some awesome
times! And to Rob, my sweetie, I’ve enjoyed the past 6+
months. 1 leave you a hug, a smooch, and my big
tummy. 1 also leave you a little piece of me, which you’ll
always have. I’ll let what will happen, happen. Finally,
I’ll miss some gooniors, but 1 won’t miss the seniors!
The whole senior class is going over to State! See y’all
next year!
I, Little Brother, leave everything to Bobby Jackson.
1, Adam Majewski, of sound mind and body hereby
leave to Kenny Jackson my Kitty.
1, Stacy Marsh, being of sound mind and body, do
hereby bequeath all of my food crumbs to the
“SMOOCH” aka Jenn L., my wisdom to Bimal, Best
of Luck to Charile, my warmest thanx to Susan
Schmidt, my height to N.C., my experience to J.H.
(don’t laugh), to T.L. my thanx for putting up with
me, to S.C. who is going the furthest from me—1 pray
that 3,000 miles won’t seem too far—may our
friendship endure. To my spades buddies—cows,
water guns, pepsi, our list, and my love. And finally to
Aaron I leave my love and the world. Thank-you for
being there for me, for making me laugh, for singing
to me, and for believing in me. Never forget that 1
won’t be far away, and that there will always be a
place in my heart for you. Smile. And by the way—
the decision is ours, not mine!
I, Benjamin Maynor, being of sound mind and
body, do hereby bequeath to John Pearce the ability
to go over the hill and old No. 7; to Chuck the
hitchhiker’s guide to the galaxy; to Jody Cummings
another cousin to take my place; to Kevin Lee, M.l.T.
and my Duke shirts; to Ladell Robbins a real basket
ball team; to Bimal Shah some iron nipples and a
little more food; to Charlie (again) a little less food;
to Mark Cunningham some unbreakable glasses; to
Erin Locklear a tipi to clean and some buffalo to
cook; to Scott Ogle my dedication to track and cross
country; to Anisha and Kristie my hats and my belly
button; to the Admin., some real justice; and to J.D.,
a real limp.
I, Sue-Jin Lee McCoy, being of sound body, do
bequeath my patience and kindness to two people-
you’ll have to share (isn’t that what it’s all about?). It
goes to Anisha Patel, who already has a lot, and Erin
Locklear, because she will need it for 3rd Beall next
year. Kerry Anderson- you get my hint making skills
and my funky thoughts go to Michelle Prysby- may
she use them to her fullest! I give my PCC Skills to
Chris Wilson- thanks gal-1 love you. AH my “sexy”
stories go to Raine Amato- though she doesn’t need
them!; To Audrey Williams I give my southern
accent- you could use it in H.R.!! To Kiesha Maynard
I give my knowledge on “certain” matters. To Amy
Lentz I give the ability to see cute, TALL Duke guys
at will- like I can!! To Fateusi- my racquetball arm-
you already own it! To my roomie- may your next
year be better than mine. To Julie Bass I want to give
my love of all people tempered with great love for
yourself. Last, but not least- Daniel. I can’t give you
anything- you have me! But if ever you don’t, I wish
you all the happiness you give me.
I, Christine Moritz, leave: To Soh Ra, le ffanfais
(bien sur), le bonheur; to Nat, Cure concerts galore
and ear-piercing iijnuendo; to Kelly Hoag, a year on
1st C; to Blythe and Amber, continued Quakemess;
to Mark Walter, orchestra fun; to Jennifer Lee,
Sunday nights and 120 minutes; to Johanna, Caro
lina; to Fabienne, Une Fois Pour Toute homework
(right...); to Christy Shi, an answering machine to
screen your phone calls (heh heh); to Sarah S.: happy
fish-ness; to Imani, tutorial fun; to all my junior
friends, fun next year deciding where to apply to
college and where to go.