the stentorian 1 ncssm
senior wills
June 2011
somewhat sound mind and
body, doth leave all of those
crazy nights in 217 to Kevin
Edwards and Corbin Ester.
My chillness goes to Josh
Rymiszewski and Ryan
O’Doimell. “Extra Krispy
Machine” goes to Josh Martin
and Evan Stone, for sure. I
leave all things inappropriate
to Morty Gaskill. I also leave
Michael Porson to Morty
Gaskill, sorry, but it just had to
happen. Zack Fowler, I leave
you our uncaimy similarities.
Joshua Martin, I leave you the
very important title of carrying
on the name “Jaysmoooove”, I
know you will make me proud.
I leave all “lolzy notebooks”
and lolzy classes to Emily
Price, even though Pre-Cal
was the only one that was
actually lolzy. I leave the title
of Second" Hill North RLA to
Jacob Pawlik and Hun Wong.
I also leave Jacob my interest
in music, and all of our great
adventures to jam out at guitar
center. I leave “the Glenn” to
Glenn Nichols. To all of the
awesome people, I leave great
times. To all juniors, I leave
the greatest year of your life;
senior year. Live it up, and
make it count!
I, Taylor House, being of
questionable mind and broken
body, do hereby leave 1E2E2D
and the best of luck to Molly,
Ashleigh, Pooja, and Caroline;
to Molly, the best single with its
own hallway and my clipboard;
to Catherine Bradley, my “map”
of NCSSM (use it for both
meanings); to Ashleigh Caison,
the Reynolds Tradition Book
and ; to Kimberly Bourne, the
Imagine poster and hopes the
bad decision bucket doesn’t
become too full; to Neel Kuila,
the all-American childhood you
never experienced; to Pooja
Potharaju, hating all the people
(use it wisely and pass it on); to
Austin Hopkins, getting hit by
French buses, every gift shop
ever, and “PFM 11:35?”; to
Matt Summers, a third trimester
sibling adoption and all things
“obscure”; to Steven Phillips,
turkey stations and to Pranav
Haravu, turkey legs. 2nd East, I
leave you the hopes of having a
sister hall as great as we were.
My lovely lEers, I leave you
pearls, calamari, carrot cake,
fancy letter openers, and all
things classy- OH, and I leave
you GO HOG HEAVEN. Most
importantly, to all of 1E2E2D,
I leave you the title of senior as
long as you remember you’ll
always be my juniors.
I, Kevin C. Huang,
being of sleep deprived mind
and exhausted body, do hereby
leave Russell Turner my tennis
serve, idiotically leading the
tennis team, falling off of
shopping carts, and being the
most random kid I’ve ever met;
Reghan Herman interesting
bets, getting chased around the
sundial, soccer championship
trips to NC State, and talking
every few months; Sharon
Jiang sketchy adventures to
Locopops, pizza rolls in Hunt
kitchen, nicknames Lilo and
Berkeley, TMNT accessories,
and being blown over by
the wind; James Andrews
wrestling on random people’s
beds, the couch of all couches,
and getting slammed into the .
door by Richard Sun; Brian
lezzi white pants, basketball
after tennis, and insulting
each other in the hallway;
Natalia Von Windheim
fake birthdays and trips to
Frankie’s; Adele Bernard the
Apocalyptica quartet and
Barbie Girl songs; and Sarah
Chao failed attempts to study
together, solving impossible
puzzles, weird music libraries,
awkward encounters on the
teimis court, never finishing
movies and never knowing
what to do, Pachabell Caimon
chords, paper flowers, trips to
Duke Gardens (sort of), nice
guy accessories, trips to UNC,
developing photos, playing
celebrity, an amazing Semi, an
interesting Sadie, a memorable
Prom, and a wonderful five
months together.
I, Gartit Humffan [sic],
being of stout body and altered
state of mind, do hereby leave
a totally appropriate wall
decoration for Bobbly Baraldi
[sic], and the rest of you may
have my dignity, which is a
nice way of saying that you get
nothing.
I, Ade Ilesanmi, do
hereby bestow upon my crew
(Lam, Careese, ‘Mone, Stella,
Blair, and JB) my undying
love and gratitude for being
my second family, my rocks,
and for making me see how
much fun can still be had
here. Mone, our arguments,
have made me stronger. Lam,
our late-night FB chats made
me feel like I can relate on
an emotional level. Careese,
our squeals and hugs and
your cute little dances always
cheer me up. To Stella, you’ve
always got something to say, I
almost always look forward to
seeing you. To JB, you natural
hair and “Shaytards” laughter
make me feel more cultured.
To Blair, your vibrant smile,
edginess, and attimde inspire
me. Timbi, thanks for being
the guy everyone thought I
was dating. Davis and Seon,
our newspaper endeavors
have been interesting. My
MPC family. I’ve had a blast
with you. Xavier, BBC has
been amazing,—I know that it
will be even more successful
next year. Next year’s MPCs,
welcome your new advisors
and make your influence even
bigger and stronger. Next
year’s Stentorian Editors-in-
Chief, take this paper to new
heights. My track girls, thanks
for leading oiu teams without
me this spring. J (you know
who you are), thanks for the
memories. Finally, my Royall
Juniors, you all are royal at
heart.
height of your potential. Yours
truly, Samuel (Simba)
Jacobs
Being a third tri-senior, I
realize that my time here at
NCSSM will soon be done. I
leave to all juniors, and those
after them, these words; keep
exploring, always bring a
friend, and never lose your
curiosity. Also Remember to
seek the lion within you and the
lions aroimd you. Climb to the
I, Xavier Jarrett, being of
sound mind and body, willfully
and voluntarily make known
that the following possessions
shall be given upon the reading
of this living will: to my
children (Bo Harley Warren,
Abigail Marion Armstrong,
Jackson Scott Mower), sisters
(Andrew James Espenshade,
Israel Sebastian Nelson),
wife (J’naya Diane Marville),
and brother (Brandon Scott
Gilreath), I leave individual
letters with my truest feelings.
They are not to be read imtil
you have left the campus. To
Jackson Scott Mower and/or
Tyler Bradley Kissinger, I
leave my ‘BooBoo Stewart’
poster. To Ahmed Zaeem,
I leave my Finding Nemo
bobble toy—continue this new
4th West tradition and pass it
down from senior to junior at
the end of your senior year.
To Joseph William Hallett II, I
leave you my role in the Gay
Triple—be loud, be proud,
shake that booty, make your
presence known. To J’naya
Diane Marville, I leave you
full custody of our children. To
Mae Tanee Davis and Coraline
Cecilia Badgett, I leave “fi’^*
dich sch*****.” And finally, to
my fellow MFC’s, I leave you
all the laughs, the gay lessons,
and the ranting and raving we
had throughout this entire year.
I, Whitney Johnson, be
ing of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave SM and CS
all those lovely Anat. Phys.
lab reports; a i/3 Polynesian
to AS, HM, and CS; strikes
to TR; lots of interesting con
versations at softball practice
to all the softball juniors, and
the title of best Junior Brother/
Softball Dad to DR.
I, Matt Jordan, having
eaten my daily apples, reject
the notion of dying on June
4 as I walk across the stage. I
could leave a few things to a
few people, but to what end?
I could make anyone smirk or
reminisce with a well-worded
facebook status. But this? This
is a NEWSPAPER; it is black
and white and red all over, so
I’ll use it as a pedestal. So to
the class of 2011 and 2012, I
leave some thoughts (and none
of this Carpe Diem crap— as
good as that is). 1 )You are not a
cat— you have but one life, and
if you are not using that one life
to cause mischief, enjoyment,
humor, or other merriment, you
are wasting it. 2) Let v(t) be the
value of yourself. If v’(t)0,
you’re doing something
terribly wrong. This is to say,
you should always be aware of
your v(t) and its derivatives. 3)
Know why you’re here. It’s not
for the grades. 4) Two things
in life determine success. Luck
is one of them. 5) You have no
idea how much luck affects
your life— don’t fret over coin
tosses. 6) Work hard, but troll
harder.
Neel Kabadi - To Sean
Murray I leave the glorious
job of basket ball announcing,
don’t mess it up. To Darrow
Goff, Daniel Mikkelson, and
Brian lezzi I leave third west,
take good care of her! She is a
delicate one! To Pooja I leave
being the Indian jerk that never
stops making fiin of people. To
my fellow senior Indian bros,
Bhavin, Sagar, and Kevin, I
leave my thanks for a great
two years. Finally to Caroline
LaFave I leave my love!
of forever more being referred
to as a Junior by any member
of the Class of 2011; may you
cherish it, and pass it on to your
Jimiors when the time is right.
, I, Charlotte Ke, being
of sound mind and body, do
hereby leave the Narwhal
swim team and bromance to
Connor Davis, Austin Hopkins,
Denise Elizondo, and Wynter
Wolff. To Cori Lopazanski ,
Olivia Truax, and Wynter, I
leave the beautifully blue best
Beall hall and the opportunity
to influence their new juniors
however they wish. To
Debanjali Kundu, I leave
endless biology and physics
labs, all the glitter and sequins
in the world, and an open door
(oh wait, it was closed; you just
didn’t knock.) 3. To Coimor, I
leave .orchestra rehearsals, the
joy of tutoring others, Sunday
afternoons and evenings filled
with work, weekday nights in
the library, and the wonderful
world of Disney. To Austin, I
leave the invitation to come to
Summit Church each Sunday
to see-me. To God by glory
forever.
I, Sangeetha Kumar, do
herebyleavethefollowingwarm
memories and possessions to
her lovely juniors. To my little
baby second bryan juniors:
Liz Bevels, role of hall Harry
Potter freak; Joy Hill, “ACC
officer”; Emily Strother, Little
China and a replacement
flower vase; Rebekah Wells,
food drives (because you really
like them) ; Alex Schmid,
role of the bffl and placement
on her “true” hall; Grace
Yook, my first junior fhend
and inspiration that you will
succeed in everything you do;
and to Caroline Lamb,I leave
•nothing. To my dear junior
brother, Vitchyr Pong, I leave
you five dollars and gratitude
for being the best brother/ best
friend I could ever ask for. To
Jeremy DeJoumett, I leave you
the role of my “junior brother”.
To my three favorite idiots on
2E: Steven Philips, I leave you
the role of HI cub and inside
jokes with your “cousin”;
Pranav Haravu, late night
fail charades and awkward
bhanga encounters; and Viggy
Kumaresan, to be the best
Southie Kumar NCSSM has
ever seen. To Lisa Zheng and
Emma Boyd, the position of
Envirothon Co- Captains. To
the class of 2011, thanks for
the two best years of my life.
Elizabeth Kelley -
To Giszell Weather, I leave
fabulous hair and walks to
Duke Gardens; to Jillian
Loftis, I leave ill-timed not-
quite-tickling, delusions of
grandeur, and the solemn
responsibility to, in her turn,
adoringly abuse her Juniors; to
Mia de los Reyes, I leave the
♦blink* RPhys *blink* lab, in
all its dark, tiled glamour; to
Jennifer Kronmiller, I leave
the requisite competency for
basic chemistry labs; to Adele
Bernard, Wynter Wolff, and
Olivia Traux, I leave Greece, a
gorgeous view of the Parthenon
at night, and associated
(mis)adventures; and finally, to
the Junior class as a whole, I
bequeath my younger sister.
I, Brooke Kopelakis,
being of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave my superfluous
collection of hi-lighters to the
lovely ladies of Third Bryan;
may they use them in a colorful
and productive manner. To
Rebekah Proctor, I leave my
yellow smiley stress ball; it
will show you my affection
long after I am gone. To Jenna
Boyd, I leave long nights of
sitting in the hall; may you find
a Junior to sit beside you when
I cannot. To Linsey Morrison,
I leave my talent and expertise
at Rock Band; may you use
this talent to show Mr. Rash
who is more beast. To next
year’s lucky resident of Bryan
325, I leave the bus drawn in
pencil on the wall; it was there
before I moved in. And to all
of the Juniors of the Class of
2012, I leave a budding sense
of senioritis, and the privilege
I, Molly Kuo, do hereby
leave Mariya Husain, Reghan
Herman, Grace Lamblin, and
Lauren Bunch powerpoints
from the beginning of the
year including how to put
the toilet paper on the roll;
Reghan Herman the role of
photographing everything;
Jocelyn Keung and Sarah Chao,
the best room on campus and
the wooden things that hold up
the cabinets; Jocelyn Keung
ab workouts every other day;
Vivan Chen Happy Endings (on
TV and in real life); Katie Hoff
the unicorn you never made
me; Alyssa Ferris surprising
everyone with amazing Just
Dance skills; Tristan Gaddis
owning the most Duke shirts
on hall; Amanda Dango free
stuff from sweepstakes online;
Caroline Vilas the ability
to know everything about
everyone; Hailey Gosnell
memories from the Ethics and
Leadership weekend; Alexis
Frady baking mini muffins in
the lounge; Jessica Yoo smiles
are warm hellos; Molly Bruce,
Alexa Armachain, Cassie
Lindquist, Kinesha Harris,
and Nicole Serem quotes, the
job wheel, and memories from
a great season; Mae Davis
the order of shows and the
ability to recruit good juniors;
and Edwin Yun trips to Ninth
Street and insightful advice for
your junior sibling.
I Eunice Lee state that
I am of sound mental health
and of contractual capacity,
revoking all other wills and
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