The Stentorian | NCSSM
worth of tears, laughter, long
talks, and amazing memories.
Thank you all3
I, Logan Nixon, being of
sound mind and body, do hereby
leave Spencer, Andrew, Joe,
Arjun and Marcus the power
of the haka, our debauchery
and hoodlum activities either
on running trips or on loops;
to Chandler, Murali and James
I leave the rocketry team and
Shelia to Murali (may she
flourish even more under you
guys); and finally, to Ruth
Alexander I leave the long list
of movies that I believe are
worthy of watching, all the
late night conversations, all the
memories, good and bad, and
the sombrero I promised you
so long ago. I said I don’t break
my promises. ;-D
I, Adrienne Orbita,
being of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave Cheryl Wang
ranting sessions and late night
horror movies; Deepika Senthil
Latin America Fest practice
struggles; Jackie Warren all of
my hugs and kisses; Jennifer
Lin our Asia Fest. 2014
friendship anniversary, Kwave
and Asia Fest struggles, late
night talks of boys, college,
and the future, 2 am venting
• sessions, ordering Vine and
Dragon Gate, unspoken
secrets, my love, friendship,
and my heart; Jeffrey He
Jennifer Lin, I am entrusting
her to you, take care of her.
Senior Wills
by the swings, boats in Hill
Lounge, and the ETC to you.
Good luck.
I, Tess Overton, being of
sound body and mind, hereby
leave Adrianne Huang sleep
talking, frozen food, 1 am talks,
George W. Bush quotes, and
a new roommate. I leave all
of 3rd Beall the lounge, Jeff
(the small plant in the comer),
computer parties, ukulele jam
sessions, and several new
MFCs. To all rising seniors, I
wish you luck and happiness
for the next year and for the
rest of your life.
I, Zachary Parham,
being of sound mind and
body, do hereby leave Danny
Ferguson and Kati D’Anjolell
the responsibility of creating
the best Show Choir this school
has seen. I leave Becky Beasley
days in Voigt’s office grading
papers, making copies, and
(potentially) putting together
the art board. I leave Donovan
O’ Daniel the care and keeping
of all of our actors, especially
Liam and Colin. I leave Brinda
Sarathy the opportunity to be a
much better roommate than I
was, the Elvis poster, and Beall
305 if she so chooses. I leave
AJ Goren the LGBT+ Seminar,
all of it’s materials, and a
wonderful partner. I leave
Marcus Christensen my love,
access to whatever clothes of
mine you want, and all of the
clothes you’ve ever let me
borrow. To Maison O’Neil, I
leave the support of fnends
that can more than make up for
those who do not support you.
Most of all, to all of the juniors
I have met and befriended,
I leave my memories, days
I, Sunny Patil, being of
sound mind and body, do
hereby leave late night heart-
to-heart bonding sessions
to Rachel Gopichand and
Bhakti Vahewala; pulling,
laughs, and unplanned talks
to my incredibly funny and
smart junior brother. Tanas
Gangadhar; one more amazing
prom, failed Orgo tests, and
chocolate chip pancakes to
Vishal Naik; and the freshest
dance moves, the biggest
smiles, and funny pick up lines
to Seth Yook.
I, Dolan Potter, being
of hot body and sound mind,
hereby leave these of my
possessions: to Justin Savage,
I leave my hair (this is a hint);
to Elena Ehrlich, 1 leave a cool
chuckle and a joke or two (stay
cool); to Vibha Puri, 1 leave
ice cream and Koffehaus (use
them well); to Mason O’Neil,
1 leave my love and my awful
sister (good luck); to Sarah
Stephens, 1 leave my muscular,
blood pumping heart; to
Allison Hopkins, I leave bees;
to Josh Sekela, 1 leave my
maidenhead (however. I’m
taking custody of the child).
To the rest of you, 1 leave my
snapchat, “helladolan”. Hmu
bb ;D
1, Jordan Probst, being
of sound mind and body, do
hereby leave Colette Cambey
and Taylor Stevens the
women’s soccer team and all
of the sweat, commitment,
and love that come with it.
Taylor Kirk and 1 leave Room
203 to Allison Semands and
Rebecca Alderson; keep it
weird. To Rebecca Alderson
and Ruth Alexander 1 leave the
excitement of receiving your
very own 2BL juniors and the
hope that you find the balance
between pushing boundaries
and being smart. To Emma
Railey, Angeli Gupta, Lindsey
Bunch, and Caroline Boyce 1
leave excessive snapchatting,
group chats, and pathetic
shower parties. To my junior
brother. Cole Kirkpatrick, I
leave all of the happiness that
accompanies senior year. 1
hope you make great friends,
make great memories^ and find
who you are along the way;
love you always fam. Finally,
1 leave the rest of the class
of 2016 senioritis, hardcore
TTSing, and making mistakes
great enough to earn a spot in
the rule book.
I, Riley Reid, being
of sound mind and body,
do hereby leave Allison
Semands, Kendall Futrell,
and Maison O’Neil the 2B1
RLA legacy; Colette Cambey
limitless investigations and an
unfathomable hatred for AP
Calculus; Corinne Greenblatt
the trials and tribulations of
mentorship and the pure bliss
of TTS, you’ve more than
earned it; Shreya Patel the
struggles of being a Narwhal
and a chlorine soaked second
trimester; to Ruth Alexander
and Rebecca Alderson, Abbie
Drake and 1 leave a thousand
more laps around Duke East
and all the joys and paynes
that come with it; also to Ruth
Alexander a reminder of how
much you rock and my grey
duvet, may it help you sleep
during those troublesome
nights; and to Rebecca
Alderson Nutella obsessions
and a beautiful excitement for
life and all that it has to offer.
Finally to 2B1, belly laughs,
unconditional love, and an
immense gratitude for the best
2 years of my life.
Daniel Ren - i, DRen,
leave my bros: Hari, a pair
of Duke athletic shorts,
dumplings, a haircut, and the
wish that everyday be de-
Wednesday; Bic Boi Kevin, a
shower, flip flops, a monkey, a
coffee maker, and Aloe juice;
Justin, our failed late-night
attempts at understanding
existential nihilism; Ryan, 5
years of friendship with far too
much girl drama; Michael An
and Alex, chillin in 328; and
Abhi and Kristian, good times
at ASG. And to my juniors:
My boy Larry, Anna cop gucci
jordans to da crib; Michael
Yang, lots of bulls...; Sarah;
confidence in yourself because
you are incredibly smart;
Sharon, the hope that you will
be a better senior sibling than 1
was; Taesoo, fewer questions,
less confusion, and some
common sense; and Adam and
Vikram, the future of SG and
the ability to achieve whatever
you set your minds to. And to
my teachers Mr. DeHaven and
Dr. Halpin, I thank you for all
you’ve taught me and leave the
promise of future visits.
I, Alyanna “Aiyonion”
Ridimann, being of
jumbled bind and mody, do
leave my “Jam and Bread’’
Spotify playlist open to anyone
interested in hearing the
interior of my brain; Jooles
Jbro a well placed jab in the
belly button, and hope for
his jsib to be as amazing(ly
strange) to him as he have
been to me; 3rd Beall that
irreplaceable shade of 3BL
blue, Ms. Marlene’s 5 pieces of
life advice, and the best of luck
in fighting for the carpet. To
Tech, 1 bequeath an undying
admiration-fear combo of our
technical director, crossed
fingers for a new scrim, an
inevitable headset headache,
and a phrase spoken with an
intense need to protect our
beloved auditorium: “Don’t
touch the curtains.” And
finally, to Allison Hopkins, 1
leave a promise to come back
to visit, an insistence that she
find adequate adventure (and
perhaps mischief) somewhere
in this institution, the precious,
gentle beast of a light board
(and of course with it, the seat
of power- don’t you dare let
Josh or Morgan claim it. they
get the god mic.), and official
permission to usurp me starting
after June 6th, 2015.
I, Jenyane Robinson,
hereby leave to the future
Summer Bridge TAs
summer days with anxious
juniors, classes, and laughs
and summer nights filled
with gaga, SMath stories,
cards against humanities,
and dreams filled with Dr.
Regalis reading Ithaca. To my
wonderful children: Bekah
C., Sarah M., and Monica
M., 1 leave a heartwarming
mother’s touch. Embrace
my future grandchildren and
make sure they follow me on
Instagram and Twitter and
add me on Snapchat. To my
HOSA partner, do what you
do best next year! Relive the
moments we had and never
forget that time we went to
Wendy’s. To BigDBookroom
(Ben and Cat), I leave my
clearance level, which means
nothing at this point, priceless
memories in the bookroom,
endless laughter, my imaginary
spades trophy, and my heart
to you. Always remember:
“The bookroom is closed.
AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL
ONLY!” To my wonderful
junior siblings, 1 leave my
care for others to the both
of you. Always look out for
those around you. Be willing
to lend a helping hand. Seth, 1
leave you my dancing skills for
mixers. Lastly, Marilou, 1 leave
you a year filled with joy and
accomplishments. 1 love you
all, have a great senior year!
I, Rebecca Shen, being
of sound mind and body, do
hereby leave Amanda Li the
endless GeoLogic struggle,
annoying crosswalks (“Wait!”),
coupons for Chinese takeout,
and Pelicans SnoBalls; Alisa
Cui “borrowed” nichrome
wire and terrible lab goggles;
Katherine Li sarcasm, those
crazy plants outside of Hill,
and the world’s greatest protein
models; Monica Mehareb
PFM dinners after a long day
at swim practice; Suhas Rao
sleep, your monkey moves (?)
from that one time I was trying
to take a stats test, and mad
balling skills; Callahan and J.
Lin a winning record for future
SMUG; Nicky Quinones
hilarious commentary; Emma
Bartlett the spirit of IM’s;
and the Junes of SciOly the 4
points they deserved more than
anyone.
1, Sandeep Silwal, being
of sound mind and body, do
hereby leave Kelly Zhang
math posters, prime numbers,
and yellow flowers; 2nd Hill
Fifa, Cookout runs, and in
rooms; Mol Gen all nighters;
Ashley Yang multi problems,
David Luiz, and happiness.
I. Charleigh Smith, in
my dramatic state of mind
and body: to Elly, I leave a
year of laughter and tears, and
loudly sung show tunes. To
Femi and Nicole, I leave long
nights of homework and badly
aimed insults and puns, as
well as a comer where I lived
most of my life. To Keliah
and Simone, Pentatonix and
laugher through walls and “this
June 2015
is probably one of those things
1 shouldn’t tell anyone but...”.
To Madi, endless hours of
beanbag conversations and
the anticipation of the year
to come. To the Promethean
Players and Sampy, I leave
two amazing years, a horrible
character voice, a game of
wack-a-mole, and a love for
an art I would’ve never tmly
appreciated without all of you.
To my Greynolds hall-mates, I
leave Dramione fanfics in the
lounge, fetuses on doors, “Get
your crap out of the lounge
so help me God”, and “I hate
everyone at this school except
you guys”. To Perry and Sarah,
1 leave a stick of gum and a
couple cough drops. Finally, to
William Roscoe Turk V, I leave
a year and a half of memories,
friendship, and first love that 1
wouldn’t trade for anything
I, Kali Smith, do in sound
mind, body, and spirit leave
these possessions behind.
To JP Rickabaugh, I leave
my kingdom, my heart, and
many nights of playing board
games. To Mac, I leave the
song “Look Down” and
LifeSaver stealing. To Josh
Sekela, I leave the subreddit /r/
NCSSM- add the stickynote!
To Annabelle and Julia, 1 leave
the title of “weirdest people on
hall”. To Edward Zhuang and
Sophia Chickenova, 1 leave a
million awkward encounters.
To Curie, 1 leave zero rare
pepe’s. To my softball juniors
and Christian Chavis, I leave
my legacy. To Kara and Marci,
1 leave memories we did not
make because 1 forgot to
visit you in your room. Thus
concludes my will. EDIT:
I seem to have forgotten
someone rather insignificant.
To Sarah Stephens, I leave
my happiness. Without you, I
will not have it nor do I care
to. You have single handcdly
made this year at NCSSM the
best of my life and I hope you
won’t forget about me. Please
remember to write, call, visit,
tweet, and .subscribe. Live long
and prosper my baby Koala.
1, Madeleine Tilley,
being of sound body and mind
hereby leavemy RLAclipboard
and unicorn to Perry Healy,
run crew to Sarah Phipps, and
wishes on 11:11, running trips
to Joes, and pineapple piz.za to
Lauren Gilbert.
I, Marcus Tisdale,
being of remotely sound mind
and body, leave Charlie and
Christian my happiness. I’m
not ready to leave you guys! L
I leave Dasha, Mauiy, Kevin,
and Kwo with the job to drop
buckets next year. IF YOU
CAN’T RUN, YOU CAN’T
RIDE!! I leave the basketball
team all of our reckless actions
on the bus (#EABG). I also
leave Anjie and Senita our
crazy dinner conversations.
Kevin Jarman and Dasha, y’all
are expected to keep the roast
alive next year. Dasha, I solely
give you the job of causing
havoc at NCSSM. I can now
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