10
may 2014
senior wills
the stentorian | ncssm
future success and glory.
I, Ga Kay Gao, being
of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave my First
Royall girls all the wonderful
memories I made with you all
over the past two years; my
Enthaply juniors swag on swag,
dance on; Rebecca Shen fun
times in Ecology and Aquatic
Ecology; Amav Subramanya
Minecraft, and my love for
being the cutest junior brother
a senior could ask for; Atif
Mahmood Gas Pedal, strange
late night conversations, the
pizza and brownies I never got,
and kisses from your grandma;
and to Connie Chen all the
bubble tea you could ever
want, toilet paper that is never
actually in the holder, peanut
butter and turkey sandwiches,
milk, Nutella, endless hours
of dance videos on Youtube,
room 113, and an award for
being an amazing roommate.
I, Laura Goodman,
being of caflfeinated mind and
stressed body, do hereby leave
my junior brothers. Tucker
Green and Connor Black,
plenty of badly-timed, but
sincere hugs as well as a couple
of magical ducky-corns. To the
Model United Nations Club
goes world peace and many
gavels; to Mock Trial, lots
of productive meetings and
a couple of the unproductive
ones as well; to my 1C2C1D
ladies, I leave chocolates,
hugs, and movie-marathons.
To my cross country juniors,
I leave you motivation, soft
trails, and perfect weather; To
Mayura Patwardhan, I leave
you my paper flowers will
last as long as our friendship
does; To Mary Van Buren, I
leave the most twisted posters
I own, my lucky Buddha, and
endless chats about life. To
Jackie Hausle, I leave a junior
as supportive and loving as
you. To the HOSA Forensics
team, knock-em “dead” in
competition. To Betty Liu,
I leave the most epic dance
moves imaginable. To Sam
Oesterling, 1 leave a knock-out
shot at Mr. Uni next year. To
Michael Li, I leave admiring
crowds to behold your amazing
talent.
I, Shouri Gottiparthi,
being of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave the Trap to
Trenton, Justice, and Miles.
1 hope you guys enjoy the
lack of internet, lighting, and
cellphone signal. Its ok I also
pass down the trap bed to you
guys. Next, I pass down my
position of Master of Culinary
Affairs for the Tennis Team to
Dhru. Remember to take the
team to Cici’s and Cookout
as frequently as possible.
Justin Yang you can be the
first alternate, I don’t even
know if Dhru is going to make
the team. To Andrew Gavin,
I pass down my itis I don’t
want to fail college and you
have so much of it already.
Alex Ludwig, Micah Flalter,
and Thomas Winslow, you can
have my get out of jail free
cards, I hope you all don’t go to
prison. Harrison Lee I appoint
you to the position of true RLA
(Realest Living Alpha) on 2nd
East. Abhi Kulgod, I’ll do prep
for you next year, you better
win everything. Lastly to the
Oval Office and the Trap,
thanks for the best two years of
my life I love you all. I hope
we stay in touch.
Ava Gruchacz -1 leave
strength and endurance to Nick
Leary and Claire Naboodri as
they lead the NCSSM Young
Life Club next year. I leave
Becky Chen late night talks,
one on one math tutorial
sessions, and the power to love
a baby june as much as I love
you. Lastly, I leave adventurous
runs, any goddess-like features
you think I have, and my
NCSSM soccer mom t-shirt to
Simny Patil.
I, Grace Guo, being of
sound mind and body, do
hereby leave Madeleine
Gonzalez our deep,
philosophical discussions on
life and turnup soup... “go
Ephs!”; Guy Blanc and Jiyu
Cheong the position of DECA
chapter co-presidents— don’t
mess up; Amber Woodington
and Addie Jackson our “best
fi^s” lunch dates and mixer
dance moves; Madeleine
Tilley trips to Ninth Street and
random get-togethers; Evan
Brooks our ratchetness and
food delivery mishaps; and
four more great years to my
fnends going to UNC.
I, Emily Hagstrom,
being of as reasonably sound
mind and body as one can be
at this point in his or her Smath
career, leave Fourth Bryan in
the care of Rachel White, Anna
Xu, and Esther Lee. 1 firmly
believe in your abilities to keep
our home happy and warm—
and clean. To Tony Courville
and Jacob Sebastian, I leave
finicky mic-stands and my
spot in the back of Woolworth.
To Casey D’Amato, family
dinners. To Madison Batten,
late night rants and dirty dishes.
To Jesse Hansen, chicken love.
To Megan Wicks, dancing and
happy music. To Kayla Boling,
a lifetime of hope. To Kasey
Marshall, all the Chi-ness of
Chi. For Nina Sannes, Ashlyn
Parsons, and Darby Madewell,
I leave the love of story
telling. And Elly Leidner, I’ll
forever be your cheerleader.
And lastly, I leave a multitude
of high fives, cheek-pinches,
sushi dates, jam sessions,
Wallabies; and to John
Roberson, Meredith Tooley,
and Jaye Sudweeks the many
things to “do do do do do”.
I, Isabella Hernandez,
being of sound mind and body
do leave to Kristian Gaylord all
my love, to Gerri Odum I leave
you with all my smiles and to
Justice Obasohan I leave you
all my awful Jokes. Have fim
next year! See you guys soon!
laughs, panic-attacks, and
overwhelming love to my best
friend in the whole world, Paul
Smith. Thank you for being
my person since that first day
of school when you made us
twenty minutes late for our
first Physics class by thinking
we were early. You’ll always
have a place in my heart.
I, Jesse Hansen, being of
sharp mind and stable heart, do
hereby leave to Alex Suggs, a
year of firsts and adventure.
To Adrienne Orbita, I leave
an unwavering friendship,
late nights, shark sightings,
and sushi nights. To Emily
Hagstrom, I leave a year of
highs and lows and fiiendship
turned to sisterhood. Best
wishes, my dear. To Paul Smith,
I leave last minute skits and the
woes of Google drive. To Nina
Sannes, a love of physics, a
certain floral dress, tradition,
and to Quinn as well—all
the magic of Koffeehaus. To
Kerri Smetana, pineapples, bus
rides, my carpet, and so much
more. To Hannah John, I leave
plastic spoons and super glue.
To Emily McGuirt and Meera
Parikh, I leave the revolution.
To Madison Batten, talk of
tents and ginger tea. To Andrew
Adams, the night sky, long
phone calls, and walks around
the school. To Alex Ludwig,
I leave my SMath bucketlist,
fences to be climbed, and
early mornings. To the Triforce
+1 I leave the carpet, rafting
through the Amazon, YGS,
and Loca People. And finally,
to a certain grandsenior, I leave
a forever kind of friendship.
I, Lindsey Helms, leave
to Elly Leidner all of the
throat coat tea on campus and
my prime seat in Chorale;
to Nina Sannes all of the late
night physics and the Pregnant
I, Jungsu Hong, being of
sound mind and body, leave
Richard Ong, Sierra Dunne,
and Betty Liu the Stentorian
with confidence that its
tradition and glory will live on,
Kenzie West with the lovely
memories of Italy 2014,, Jiyu
Cheong with short-lived runs,
love for J.Crew and shopping,
k-dramas, the Jung sisters,
twins status, and hopes you’ll
have juniors that make you
as happy as you made me,
Hannah Kim with the brightest
of smiles and compliments.
Chase Yuan with regrets of
not being a good senior sister,
and hope you’ll achieve all
your goals senior year, Isabelle
Lee with unlimited visits to
UNC, David Yun with an
unofficial sibling status, hopes
of being updated on your life,
and anxiousness for your
Kwave and KCC captainship,
Cheyenne Wall, Charlotte
Love, and Madison Woo
with late night 1st trimester
twerk sessions and mixer
shenanigans, Sydney Cole’with
unlimited laundry and love
for Lush, Daria Nonnemaker
with much thanks for being an
amazing stand-partner, and last
but not least Ground Reynolds
with love and gratitude for
obnoxious karaoke sessions,
quiet hours, food runs, and
lounge bonding. Thank you
NCSSM for making the last
two years worth remembering
and treasuring.
Matias Horst - To
Franklin, I leave the
fhistrations of NCSSM. The
third Beall cult got fleeced in
this will. Regarding, Joe Van
Gogh, I’m keeping it.
I, Stephon Howie, being
of an unstable mind and body
do hereby leave Jenyane my
obsession for Scandal and
Revenge as well as my best
wishes next year as a Student
Ambassador. I leave Auston
his newfound knowledge of
the location of the Admissions
office, the ability to be the
amazing Ambassador I know
you will be, and your new
twerking skills which I have so
graciously bestowed upon you.
To Christina Neal (aka best
friend), I leave my appreciation
for twerking and many
more entries into next year’s
#TwerkOffs. May we always
be connected through Twitter
despite our distance. I leave
the legacy of the ffTwerkOffs
to Atif, Erick, Quinn, and
Seyram. 1 know that it is in
good hands with you four. I’m
certain that you guys will make
it bigger and better than ever.
Lastly, to Rebecca Shen I leave
my best wishes for a fantastic
senior year. I know that you
will accomplish so much; you
truly are one of the kindest and
most talented people I have
ever met. You’re going to be
a great SPL and I’m already
proud of everything you’ve
done. Thanks for being such an
amazing JSis.
I, Julia Hu, being of sound
mind and body do hereby state
my last will and testament. To
my dearest roomie, Margaret
Bertoni, I pass down all rights
to my produce factory and
well-deserved naps. To Heather
Hudson, I leave Ox and Rabbit
runs and softball games that I
did end up coming to, however
testing bottle rockets the next
field over. To Chris Duran, I
present you with CAPS LOCK
conversations and baking
brownies in Hunt Kitchen. To
my daughter Becky Chen, I
hand over my name, screaming
“Andrew wants you to pay
child support!” down the
hallway, and late-night laughs
in the 109. To my son Erick
Aguilar, I leave you that one
beautiful profile picture, first
time data bus runs with the
rain and ear piercings, and
life philosophies about pastel
colors. To my proclaimed son
Jared London, I deliver to you
my college applications as
well as kidnappings at 8:03
pm. And finally, to my future
Science Olympiad Captains,
I turn over to you my family,
well, our family. I leave you
jukebox 'sing-alongs, Friday
night cram sessions, a whole
bunch of food, and the most
rewarding year of your lives.
I, Brooke Huang,
hereby leave all of my Ground
Reynolds juniors lots of love.
I leave romantic candlelit
smooth-jazz showers to
Madison Woo, the salty ramen
soup that she never drinks to
Cheyenne Wall, and calling
Bryan desk when I’m locked
out to Sydney Cole. To my
super adorable junior brother
Franklin Chen, I leave a
(relatively) healthy lifestyle
that includes decent amounts
of sleep in the hope that he
will embrace it. To my juniors
that will be next year’s ACC
Officers (Bina Amin, Jessie
Huang, Esther Lee, Pranav
Kemburu), I leave an Asiafest
that’s sure to be amazing.
I, Addie Jackson,
being of nearly soimd mind
and body, do hereby leave:
stage right and backstage
selfies to Darby Madewell;
inappropriate page number
jokes and even more selfies
to Devin Halvorsen; a wide
array of facial expressions and
backstage dancing to Alyanna
Ridimann; freezing cold walks
around Hill and absolute
honesty to Jimmy Brincefield;
Lord of the Rings and Harry
Potter marathons to all of my
3B jimes; the 301, and all of its
late night fun, to Shiaomeng
and Rachell; and TEDx to the
spectacular committee. To my
lovely 3rd Bryan, I leave two
years of finding a home. And
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