june 2010
senior wills
the stentorian | ncssm
meetings, IM enthusiasm, and
all the fun times in the lounge.
As Stephen Killian, i:
Entrust Ami with my
excitement for Design School.
Leave a promise to go shopping
with you next year, Anastassia.
Promise, Andi Hawksley, a
tart from Guglhupf. Leave
Dustin Burleson late nights
with Sunny Delight, a promise
not to block you on facebook
and my mentor. Bestow unto
Liz Ball the creek and walking
barefoot and, “The House With
the Yellow Door”. Promise,
Erin Walsh, to BRING BACK
THE MAGIC next year and
many sleepovers. Promise,
Esther Ransom, a trip to the
coffee shop. Leave to Jennifer
Ashe, The Dixie Chicks in
the morning, laughter in the
afternoon and SAB at night.
Leave Justin Plummer late
nights in the SLI office and,
“OMG, they have words on
them!” Entrust Macey with the
name of my blog (one day).
Give unto Maggie Armstrong
& Michelle Ye the picture of
me climbing up a wall and
endless laughter. Apologize,
Marcela, for Evolution.
Promise “Be Nice to Mary Beth
Week” every week next year,
Mary Beth. Hope you’ll stop
watching Glee, Polly Tobias.
Leave you, Sarah Brodmerkel,
the wind, trips to 9th Street and
the waves crashing on the shore
and eternal love. Imagine.
Dream. Create.
I, Branson Kinsey,
being in a sleep-deprived
state, do hereby gingerly leave
Joseph Moo-Young my room,
rug, white board, porch which
he may never go out on ;) ;
William Gilmore the Sacred
Safety Scissors of 2nd West
bestowed by the Steve Jones;
Johnathan Lara Chocolate
Thunder Raspberry-Lightning
to be used at all sporting
events; 2W RLAs-elect my
Iron Fist; Joe Nenow the rain-
stick for being so cool; Sean
Lindsey the notes slipped
under my door and elaborately
convincing stories; Vlad
Krokmal the level he never
got; Seon Kang biscuits & a
tummy rub; 2W Partiers true
IDP’s and a broken plate; Mike
Jones his rolls; Clint Upchurch
cheese to style your hair; Roy
Abernathy, Kyle Delehanty,
Joel Nortey laughter,
cards, music, & interesting
conversations; George Zhao a
bed to sleep in, when I’m not
in it; Freddie Schultz a second
chance; Corey Horton a blue
hand and cold rainy nights;
Gabe Barrientez all the hall
logs I completed; Joan Barber
all the Health & Wellness I
can spare; John Lor applause;
Dustin Burleson a hug; Maili
Lim love; Hope Wolf an all-
nighter spent writing a letter;
and finally to Paula McDonald,
I leave our IM success.
I, Greg Kronmiller,
being of sound body even if not
mind, do hereby leave to my
junior namesake Greg Hurley
two-thirds of a giant lance and
the title the senior ^ to
Chee«^^ 'long hugs at Happy
Half; to Jenifer Sposit, more
cans of soda than I can count;
to Faridah Bori, the title of
Honorary Member of 2nd East;
to Minh Hoang, a single strand
of my hair, on the condition that
you keep it away from Faridah
and Jen; to Kevin Rocker and
Freddie Schultz, an immovable
rod; to Ben Gellman, 8 hours of
sleep; and to Bryce Taylor, the
title “lol math”. And finally, to
Lee Burnette, I give the ability
to divide by zero, which was
given to me at the end of last
year by Tynan DeVries. Use it
wisely in our names.
I, Jeremy Lachman,
being of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave Daniel Warren
leadership of the baseball team;
Michael Alloway long tosses
on the field; and generations
of players to come successful
seasons. Coach Hall’s humor,
and last minute dashes to the
PFM.
I, Alexander Lew,
being no less sane than I
usually am, do hereby leave:
to Lucy Goodwin-Johansson
many post-meal waddles and
physics lab commiserations,
to her roommate uball thubis
nubonsubense, to Nick Liu
late nights with Ms. Aaronson
and Mr. McAllister, to Grace
Upshaw an insatiable curiosity
and passion for languages, to
Paula Gordon the name Paula
Gordon, to Claire Zeng a sharp
wit and passion for debate, and
to Anthony Wu over $5,000. To
Joseph, I leave zhongwen, and
to Matt Jordan I leave Chris
Maynor, linguistics seminar, a
keen intellect and an interest
in mathematics; to Kevin
Valakuzhy his aliquot of clever
puns and blackboards full of
Hackenbush trees. To Hetali,
my awkward dancing and a
request for your timetumer, to
Shalini a million puns and a
talent for candid photos, to Raya
an iCom and to Jenina a pint of
blood and shiny vampire skin.
To Saumil, thought-provoking
conversation, to Trent, the
buffet at Dale’s, to Stefanie,
the joy caused by my using
correct grammar, to Chris,
superb meals with even better
company and conversation. To
Kirby, multilingual laughter,
and to Jen that first week in
which we rifled through old
copies of the Stent.
I, Hetali Lodaya, being
of essentially sound mind and
body, do leave VZ my gavel
and the right to hit SS on the
head with it; RG, RG, and
KV the dance that I love so
much; PG the hallway where
we frequently met; RB, SB,
NL, and CZ the mandate to
deny, demean, and diminish
forever; KY our beautiful
vase made for 1st Beall; ML
the right to many senior-sis
junior-bro trips to make up
for the lack thereof this year;
RGotwals juniors my always
available advice and support
for when research goes wrong
and Gotwals makes fun of you;
SK our lovely trip to Elmo’--
CS the ’jjygg worst
nickname ever; SJ, WH, and
MTC adventures across the
state and trust in each other;
HW the ability to make some
great tea; MY all the slips that
say ‘failed room inspection’;
AU the Partner handshake; SJ
and AL our Magnolia money;
JD, NK, JZ, and TS really
long meetings; AG and YP ‘8
AM’ choreography; RT and SC
anything you desire. So many
more that I cannot name, but I
love each one of you with all
my heart. My door is always
open.
I, Ryan Lovingood,
being of sound mind and
body, do hereby leave Brooke
McKenna my collections of
Mary-Kate and Ashley movies,
the knowledge that Mary-
Kate heals all wounds, cheek
pinching, “wait...are you guys
talking about....”, and all my
love. To Kimmie Kai Logan
I leave 3rd degree sunburns,
rolling computer carts, chick-
fil-a trips, throwing Yusra out
of the car, all the PhDs in the
world and never-ending banter.
To Yusra Iftikhar I leave
royal titles, servant games
and singing about New Delhi
on stage during Discovery
Day. To Erica I leave poison
ivy farms, sewage treatment
plants, Suzy, and creating
songs about New Delhi. To
Angela, I leave all of our fim
times too numerous to count,
including Mariposa, “I cast
spells”, Madame Rione, and
the art of avoidance. To Marlee
I leave mixers and white girls.
To Jordan Blanchard I leave the
art of being un-photogenic. To
Meredith Armstrong I leave “
Quit being ”, clam chowder
and too much granola. To
Claire Addison I leave Whole
Foods picnics. May 24th, 2010
and spring break in Miami.
I, Macey Matthews,
being of questionable sanity,
do hereby leave Brooke
Kopelakis all things glorious,
hilarious, and said in silly
voices, and maybe even a field
trip outside her room; Andrew
Espenshade many hours inside
the theater, star(cloud)gazing,
and sketching around campus;
Alyssa Rabel internet stalking,
delicious cupcakes, AND
IRRELVANT CAPSLOCK
CONVERSATIONS; Sam
Gilreath his name back; 4th
Bryan straight guy fights and
maybe a moment of sanity,
because you guys need it;
Jennifer Smith stomach
touching and death glare
contests; Chanell Bryant
delicious brownies and smelly
good guys; Liz Ball paint
covered clothes, “happy”
music, and Juniors; Tucker
Jones the ability to be a better
senior sibling than I; Robert
Sprude Chemistry tests (sorry);
Walter Vaughan Lowrider,
over and over and over again;
Chuchitra Thaniwhateveritis
French, that’s it; Sydney
Browning tickle attacks and
death threats; Andy Bratton no
sleep; Reena Gupta, Gabbie
NorTAY, and Kerstin de la
Torre crazy juniors, smiles
galore, and som^ laughter
tor Reena’s jokes; Sarah
Brodmerkel tons of love and
not a moment wasted. To those
who made these past 2 years
bearable by being hilarious,
not killing me, or putting up
with my IM’s at 3 am: thank
you, I love you all.
I, Eugene Maung, under
no means of extortion declare
that this is my Senior Will. To
Peter Ge, I leave Room 324
and the joys of having a ju
nior roommate. I give Matt
Lee and Gina Thompson play
ing “Eywa” in the rain. I give
Kelly Kim 3rd stand. Bubble
Wrap, and having the most
amazing stand partner. I leave
Sangeetha Kumar and Cole
Finney best fiiend dates. Vic
toria Wagner, I leave you S&M
Bucks and the fnendship that
you decided we would have be
fore junior year even started. I
give Hannah Namkung ditches
filled with dead fish heads and
the glory days of first stand. I
leave the word “synecdoche”
and deceptively romantic sing
ing cards to Dr. Sarrocco. To
Trent Stohrer, I leave the bright
future of being my roommate
next year. I leave Nina Qi lots
of sarcasm and AIM conver
sations. Eugene Wong gets
the joys of being a name twin
and Hannah Yoo gets Hyuna.
To Sara Shariff and Shaivya
Pathak, I give alien movies. I
leave Jane Ma, Timbi Shepard
and Kexin Yin French existen
tialism. I give my quiet pres
ence to 3rd West. I give NC
SSM my hair.
I, Christopher Maynor,
being of sound mental capac
ity, bequeath to Elizabeth Ball
delicious weekend breakfasts;
to Arjee Restar charm and en
tertaining drama; to David Gu
a passion for photography; to
Christian Johnson every ques
tion I couldn’t answer; to Mi
chael Jones a fantastic friend
ship built on absurdity and
pitching of tents; to Conrad
Nguyen First East and hypo
thetical situations no one else
understands; to Trent Stohrer
a shared love for music; to
Matthew Jordan brotherly late-
night talks and a spot with me
at MIT; to Gary Li absolutely
nothing; to Alexander Lew
brilliant conversation and ex
quisite meals; to Shane Pusz
and Weston Nelson the honor
of working with such fine
RLAs; to Kerry Ellwanger a
lighter pack; to Ashley Baker
whatever; to Frances Dough
erty one massage and the as
surance that she is hot; to Cal-
lie Turlington a big thanks for
being so positive when others
weren’t; to Nicholas Lehman
the pleasure of running and
working for such an admirable
coach and SLI; to Stefanie
Schwemlein an unforgettable
year filled with coffee, food,
and fnendship among so many
other things; and to Eric Yun
never ending love and grati
tude for being my ever con
stant friend.
I, Paula McDonald,
being of sound mind and body,
leave Radhilcs irry room, my
checkboard and extra quantities
of sanity to help. I leave Molly
Bums Sunday trips to
Brueggars, an unfinished rap
battle and the plan. I leave
Jessie Glee, Koko and cheerful
greetings. I leave Elliot my
senior schedule, scratch that,
you already took it, so I leave
you movies outside and, along
with Justin and Jessie, the
advice and lessonsfrom the
physics floor. I leave Brett
McDonald the family tradition.
I leave Chris Forcinito delicious
Fajitas. I leave the Swim team
Juniors the Narwhal Spirit.
I leave Katelyn tinklesheet
comebacks; Chanell, white
board doodles; Maggie, songs
on repeat; Ade, homework
breaks; and Indya, the time
spent in the lounge.
I, Chris McMahon,
being of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave Koffeehaus
Technical Director and
Publicist to Justin Martin; to
my imderappreciated junior
sister I leave a Spectrum Co-
Presidency; to Tucker Jones the
other Spectrum Co-Presidency;
to Walter and Timmons I leave
room 431, may you enjoy it’s
perfect internet and boimteous
space; to Jim Mize my co
presidency of iRIP; to the class
of 2011 I leave my perfect
senior schedule; and to Kagan
I leave afternoons of Gauntlet,
cozy Tuesdays of Glee, and a
love I will miss.
I, Ariane Nabors, of more
or less sound mind and body, do
hereby leave to Hallie Kirkman
the solemn responsibility of
maintaining the traditions
of Ground Reynolds, and of
creating new ones as she sees
fit. To all those who earn a
share of the spoils, I leave the
Trophy of the Weekend-Day.
To Adam Carey, I leave the
responsibility of embarking on
the dangerous quest to defeat
Ganondorf when he returns to
spread darkness over Durham
once again, which of course is
inevitable. A party of helpers
shall be permissible in the
execution of this task. And to
everyone in the Class of 2011,1
leave simply the responsibility
to make every second count.
Hinson Neville - To
Brittany Davis, I leave keen
senses of sight, smell, and sound
for whatever might “come up.”
To Valencia Quiett, I leave you
the right to poke any random
junior deem appropriate. To
Monica Poletti, I leave the
biggest BBQ Afncan rib
known to North Americans.
To Christian Colon and David
Harris, I leave the obligation to
befnend only two juniors and
permission to ignore the rest.
To Evan Strother, I leave my
futon - may it furnish happiness
to your senior year.
I, Mitchell Owens, of
cowboy body and mostly stable
state of mind, hereby bequeath:
My roommate- our dirty carpet,
less abuse in the future, and
some sense for your thick head.
Keagan- more koffehauses, a
less crappy guitar, some sliver
of optimism, more Daltrey
concerts, and a windmill move
Travis- Music. Bass. Alarin-
more faulty computers to poach
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