The time has come for Senior Wills. These departing students leave their prized, mythical possessions with younger classmates. Class of 2012, we bid you adieu!
AUSTIN ANDERSON
I, Austin Anderson , being of impertinent mind and bi-colored body do hereby bequeath... my skill to multitask to Aubrey Anderson, LB to Austin Scarborough, Gray Spanish pants to Casey Harbin. Miss White I leave a copy machine and a printer for the E building. To everyone else I leave this quote: You miss 100% of the shots you don't take. - Wayne Gretzky
WHITNEY ASPERY
To my wonderful sister Willow Aspery, I leave to you all my high school memories! To Jack-Jack, I leave all the sunflower seeds in the world and a new mouthguard. To Amy Sorenson, I leave you Willow, (make sure to control that laugh of hers). To Payton "PDilly" Dillon, I leave the softball team. To Sarah Kreuter, I leave the two most humorous girls on the softball team, Madi-Woo and Carol. To Colin Marshall, I leave the greatest Senior Year you could have. To Alex Housman, I leave all of our crazy talks. To Courtney Grewelle, I leave the responsibility of the cross country team. To Kristen Evans, I leave all of our memories from the cruise (DAVE!). To David Clark, I leave the motivation to go to cross country practice every day. And last but not least, I leave Kelsee Henson "K-Hens", your favorite song in the world, "Salt Shaker". And to Mr. Mungle, I leave a woman.
JOSHALYN BOYD
To Victoria Clayton I leave you all the fun memories from cheerleading... and last summer. To Amanda Schaefer I leave all our work out videos and soreness to you! To Sam Paschall I leave you my random callings of “Samuel” in the hallway. To Mrs. Wehmeyer I leave you all my cheerleading memories from freshman year to senior year. Also all those packets to grade. To Brady Harris I leave you all my Sooner things, and my driving skills. To all the Juniors make the last year of Lone Oak a good one. To Matthew Boyd, please do your work, but enjoy high school at the same time. To Mrs. Hinz I leave all the countless hours of Calculus homework!
TAMEKA BROWN
I Tameka Brown, being of sound mind and curvaceous body do hereby bequeath my smart mouth and bad attitude to my little brother Kiante, My "LB" to Austin Scarbrough, My colorful dressing and my big earrings to my girl Tasha Kiser, My partying, late nights, having Mrs. Poore as the BEST teacher ever, my singing skills, and the ability of being able to dance to my little sister Tiersa Huckaby (You'll be a freshie fresh next year!!) Mrs. Poore I leave you all my snacks, and the ability of putting people in their place when they step out of line!! (NOONE DOESN'T EVEN NEED TO TRY TO SNAP ON YOU BECAUSE YOUR COMING BACK WITH SOMETHING HARDER LOL) Last but not least I leave my sweat pants days and high buns, and my LOOOOUD mouth to my girl Sam Lawson!! Hold it down for us girl!! Live and cherish everyday likes its your last don't try to grow up to fast! C/O 2012 WE MADE IT! WE'RE OUT OF HERE! XoXo..
NICKI CATURANO
I, Nicki Caturano, hereby bequeath control over the whole world to Mrs. Carter. I also leave Queen Carter a cute scarf or two. To Kye Miller I leave a note on the white board. To the baby Crescendo, Samantha Isbell, I leave behind beautiful harmonies, second soprano parts, and endless doo’s and ahh’s. To Mckinley Rikel, I leave my brother. He needs your tender, loving care. To Emily Hannan I leave all my confidence for an impromptu speaking 1st place trophy next year! Liane Ikome, I leave you marinara sauce. To Ms. Morris I leave the “Heart of Darkness” book you will be missing next year. I lost it. To Mrs. Hinz I leave behind what’s left of my brain and the polka dot I never got. To Erica Rust, I leave the good, bad and in-between of high school. Chicken tenders for lunch, the ugly yellow thing, the clock that never seems to move, emotional meltdowns, and the “you’re dumb” song. Oh, and I leave the beautiful name Crusty and all its forms. To the rest of Lone Oak High School, I leave a never ending batch of Mrs. Christie’s chocolate chip cookies!
MORGAN CLARK
I, Morgan Clark give all my love for Dave to Kristen Evans. To Kayla Scheer & Kaitlyn Smith I give a new toilet and my love for SAVING THE PLANET. To Ms. White & Mrs. Duncan I give lots of love and a wonderful FCCLA year. To Sam Paschall I give the best prom he could ever ask for. And last but not least I give everything else to my “mini me” Amanda Schaefer.
JUSTIN CLARKE
I, Justin Clarke, being of short mind and short body do hereby hope to bequeath a step-by-step typed paper to Jake Clutts and Madison Jarrett on making the most of their MacBook on senior year. This paper can be given to other people, I don't care so long as their intelligence quotient is above a 0.1028472. As for my abilities... no. First, I need my abilities in college - why would I give it to some random people in high school. Utterly useless. Second, how does one "give abilities"? Talk about emotional gobbly-gook über garbage. I guess if I had to give away an "ability" it would be my procrastination ability as I could do worlds better without it. Because I'm nice I'm going to give it to everyone. Enjoy.
ETHAN DAILEY
I, Ethan Dailey, being of swaggin mind and nice body do hereby bequeath Noah Deweese my hair cutting scissors, in hopes that he will rid himself of that awful Bieber cut. To Zach "Barney" Stinson, and Dylan Roberts, I leave my humor and general awesomeness for them to fight over, in hopes that they become even more awesome than I already am (not likely). To Adam "le ginger" Burchett, I leave him my old skinny jeans that i wore those dark days of sophomore and junior year, and a band class to always slept in. To Codie Franklin, I leave him my skill in pool in hopes that one day he will challenge me, and my lack of drumming skills to harness. To Colton Husher, I leave all my white cotton v-necks, my low-top vans, and the knowledge that I'm still taller than him. Use it well boys.
LEXI EGGEMEYER
I, Lexi Eggemeyer, being of gracious mind and beautiful body do hereby bequeath sonic and tennis trips to my beautiful tennis girl Ashton Farmer. I leave my classy sweat pant days to Jessica Lawson. The good ole days playing out in the rain, apple pies, and greens ;) to Shelby Johnson. I will leave my sneaky ways of leaving school early and tennis drama to Erica Rust. To my little brother Nick Eggemeyer, I leave all the tardies for you. My awesome nike shorts and style are left for my girl Brenna Adams. “This is how we do it” to McKenna Garneau. Erika Edwards, Chicken booty and I’ll leave Mrs. White to you. To Lauren Prescott, Mmm that looks good, can I have some? No make-up goes out to the MOST beautiful girl in school Samantha Lawson. My red hair will be left at the front door for my favorite ginger Sarah Byassee. I leave my wonderful driving skills and crazy nights to P. Dill aka Payton Dillon the best girlfriend EVER. My last few words go out to everyone, live it up with no regrets and cherish every moment. The next 4 years just might be the best years of your life! Xoxo Class of 2012 we are outta here :)
RACHEL ENGLERT
To Mr. Jarvis, I leave you the challenge of finding another oracle, good luck, its probably not possible! To the volleyball team, I leave unbraided hair, and ridiculously hot summer days spent in the gym. p.s. please beat Greenwood! To Tessa, I leave you the outside hitting position and all that comes with it. To Jasmine, I leave my height. To Sam and Jess, I leave my sweat. To the basketball team, I leave you that extra 8 in 3 everyday that you love so much. To Haley, I leave you a buuuuuunch of 5 hour energys. To Jack-Jack, I leave you all the gum and gatorade you can imagine, and a less stressful junior basketball season. Zack Moore, I leave you an awkward stare, and thats all. Kelsee, you get everything else, as long as you visit me in Lexington.
CONNOR ENGLISH
I, Connor English, being of highly intelligent mind and strikingly handsome body do hereby bequeath relaxation to the Offensive Line, smooth moves with the ladies to Brady Harris, the ability to put on a show to Curtis Buell, the courage to talk at lunch to Sarah Kreuter, the souls of the undead to Steven Wooten, cute animal pictures to Shelby Kester, and the key to my heart to that one janitor with the white mustache who stands outside of Mrs. Hinz’s room when I leave school everyday.
EMILY FOLLOWELL
I, Emily Followell, being of sound mind and body hereby bequeath to Arella Jones a level up, mashed potato houses, liberty kitties, princesses, long random talks on band buses, haters, a family, and the color guard; to Jennipurrrrr Woberts, I leave cat noises, my arting abilities, toe socks, and the color guard; to Kayla Hoseph, I leave all the hair product in the world to tame that mane, many many bobby pins, a 'nippy' chill in the air, and the color guard; to Lexie Shelton, I leave falling on the treadmill, awkward tan lines, buns, and boys who drive past the parking lot creepily; to JoJo, I leave guard boy BA-ness, my good health, and an ambulance; to Sydney Chambers, I leave the ability to be awkward around all people, random noises, and bird poop (sorry, I had to); to Ashleigh Heath, I leave tons and tons of green paint; to all my freshman guard babies, I leave pterodactyls, OH YEAH, and fabulous memories for the rest of your days in color guard, and even though I won't be there I'll still love my freshies, you made my senior year great; to Abigail Powers, I leave camels; to Eric Whitaker, I leave the creeper face; to Clayton Tracy, I leave pink mustaches, and hair that doesn't move; to Matt Robinson, I leave you My Little Ponies, Minecraft, and horrible gym classes; to Mrs. Hinz, I leave a constant, and at least a 3 on the test; to Mr. Ray and Mrs. Stamper, I leave you great joy in knowing that you helped me be the person I am now, and gratitude for being such wonderful influences in my life; to the class of 2013, make the last year of Lone Oak High School great; and finally to my fellow seniors, good luck in the world outside of our little high school!
EMILY FOUNTAIN
To Victoria Clayton I leave a carrot (or two) and all the car rides jamming out. Hopefully no one stares. To Arella Jones I leave random hugs in the hallway and all the daisy cupcakes in the world. To Courtney Grewelle I leave luck in getting a ride home because I won’t be there for those random times when you don’t have one. To Jordan Robertson I leave random heart to hearts and the youth group. Don’t be afraid to stand up for what you believe in. To Mr. Whitley I leave an apology. Sorry for breaking a beaker and then dropping your class junior year. To Mrs. Morris I leave you my Slaughterhouse Five book (even though it’s yours.) You’ll need plenty to fan girl over. To my dad I leave patience, you know you need it. And a reminder to always be yourself when teaching. It’ll make you feel better knowing you stuck to your guns. I love you! Thanks for being the best dad and teacher I could ask for. And to the entire junior class: make this last year count. You guys are the last graduating class of Lone Oak High school, so make it a good year. Represent this school with class and dignity. Love you all.
PAYTON HARRIS
Thank you, Lone Oak High, in preparing me for the voyage in which I am about to embark upon. I leave middle earth to Watwood, and Zack Mckinney, for you are taking my spot. The fellowship may be apart but will never be broken. I leave the question of life to Ashton Farmer, don’t ever be satisfied, always be on the hunt for the answer. For once you know the answer to life, you can start living free. I leave talks at the lunch table to Shelby Kester, don’t ever stop being vulgar and disgusting, for that is why I love you. Thank you for making lunch so fun everyday. I leave 4th block D-Sauce sessions during newspaper and yearbook to Eric Scelzi. Thank you for the good times, you have made me laugh more than anyone ever will. I leave after lunch adventures/voyages to Jessica Lawson, you have helped teach me that there is in fact no greater gift than friendship. Next year, don’t go alone, find a partner but pick the right one and remember that no matter what I’ll always be walking beside you. You’ll hear me in the wind. I leave the defense to Bryce Wright. Lead by example and don’t ever wait on someone else to make a play. Always put the job upon yourself. Last but not least I leave the Number 24 football jersey to my brother Brady. Represent the number with pride, your number is very important, its who you are on the field and how you will be recognized. Be humble and quiet but always get the job done everyday. Enjoy your time in these halls they go by very fast and it will all be over in the blink of an eye. Lone Oak has brought me great times and even better friends. No matter where I go, I’ll always be a flash. Pride Pride Purple Pride.
SYDNEY HOLLAND
To my wonderful brother, Carter Holland, I leave no rides to the farm, football, or school and pointless sibling fights in the morning. To Grant and Brady I leave the responsibility of making sure Carter stays out of trouble, but ensuring that you all three have memorable high school years. To Oliver, I leave cruel jokes from our moms and tanning time by the pool! To Weh Weh I leave you for years of fun cheerleading memories. Love you all!
CLARK JARVIS
To Audra Davis, I leave my brother, Clayton, and a bottle of heavy-duty floor cleaner. They're a package deal.
To McKinley Rikel, I leave my mad skills as a DJ, and the ability to maintain The Dude-like composure, even in life's most trying times. Go forth and conquer, el duderino.
To Madison Jarrett, I leave you as acting CEO of Digitized Computer Repair. Don't become crazed with all of this power.
And to all three of you, and to the rest of the student body I leave this bit of advice: Never stop learning, do what you love, and never settle for less.
MARIA MILLER
To my sister, Kye Miller, I leave my sweatshirts and t-shirts, peanut butter, Katy’s old AP World History notes, hopelessly broken windshield wipers, my love of chemistry, and the perseverance to knock the world off its feet. (or refs.) I leave the fate of the Market House Theatre to Sarah Byassee, a piercing glare to Brenna Adams, and an encyclopedia to Maggie Swift. To Brad and Jeff the Hunk I leave Kye as a study partner and the empty, sad silence that will be your life without me. I leave the Crescendos shuffle, the correct spelling of your last name, and Nutella to Samantha Isbell. To Erica Rust: good luck. To Mr. Whitley, I regrettably leave my lab conclusions: cherish them for all eternity/store them in a filing cabinet. And with Mrs. Hinz I leave encoded prom answers and puns - lots of them. I thank every single one of my teachers for giving me knowledge and I thank Lone Oak High School for giving me the best four years a high schooler could ask for. Juniors, embrace this last year with LO. Soon this great school will only be a memory.
CYDNEY MOORE
To the basketball team, I leave the beloved 8 in 3’s. To Jessica Lawson, I leave all laughs and memories, especially our Fazoli’s dates. To my Mini-Me (Tatianna Gayles), I leave you the lonely walks to class after lunch, my little sister and all the phone calls you’ll get from her that you know will start off with “Gurrlll!!!” To my favorite little brother in the world, Zackery Moore, I leave all my good grades and hope that you will be at least half as great as me.
KELSEY MORRIS
To Alex (Chap Chap) I leave our great FFA memories, the ability to stalk people on your own, my amazing speaking abilities (I taught you everything), our Dr. Phil sessions, daily text messages, Mtn. Dew, and our car rides together. To Austin Neihoff I leave great memories and friendships, my amazing driving skills (you could use them) and my greenhouse key and all the headache it will give you. To Noah Houser I leave the joys of working in the greenhouse and the name "Officer", goodluck next year. To Mr. Elliott I leave all the pens I left in the ag room for you to chew on. To Ms. B. I leave all the back office talks we had, as well as chapstick. To Ms. O I leave you my amazing freshman teaching abilities as well as Tyler (You can have him back after prom, as long as I get my own room, lol). To Jessica Lawson and Haley Boyd I leave our trips to the greenhouse to see the bunnies, visit them for me next year. To Alex Jones I leave all of our venting sessions, laughter, and fights. To Steven Wooten, I leave weekly password changes, daily hugs, and all my brotherly love. To Amber I leave all of my amazing zumba skills and all of our zumba outings. To Looney I leave my FFA title and all it holds in store for you. To Stephen Fugate I leave Stanley and my cold shoulder. To Ms. O'Donoghues Purple day second block class I leave my teaching skills and all of our memories together, and last but not least to my FFA family I leave great memories, learning experiences, new opportunities, my work ethic, and the ability to overcome anything through great friendships.
CHIP MYERS
I, Chip Myers, king of Chemistry, hereby bequeath the following to the following people: I give my joy and intelligence of chemistry to Mckinley Rikel; I give my good looks to Sean Coughlin (he needs it); I give my use of the TV and Xbox to Luke Myers so he can finally talk to his friends, and finally I give the right to bake cookies for me at Murray to Erin Mcintyre.
MCKENZIE NEAL
To my little sister, Chynna Neal, I leave the best times, face slaps, biggest head, and large family fights. To Eric Scelzi and Jantzen Brickeen, I leave Chynna Neal, Makayla Averitt, and nannie. You guys are gross. To Camala Janel (CJ) Brooks, I leave taco bell, doggy doors, and wires for giving awesome battle scars. To Payton Dillon, I leave my husband Blake Bickerstaff <3, blonde hair, and Murray Trips. To Madison Green and Taylor Pierce, I leave our moms. To Maggie Swift, I leave Brent Mitchell. To @kaiterbyswish, I leave twitter because it wouldn't be the same without you. To all of my Cougar babies, I leave PGA. Forever the best. To Gabby Argotte, I leave toilet paper, yes me and Hayes are awesome. To all of my friends, I leave LOHS. Good luck noodles!
BRITTANY OSBORNE
I, Brittany Osborne, being of ditzy mind and jaw-dropping body do hereby bequeath my ability to miss roughly 52 days of senior year, dominos pizza, parking lot tanning and Cady Groves to Carson Oakley. To Ashley Latham I leave Dodge, Duck, Dip, Dive, and Dodge, my spot as president of FBLA, track coaches, and most importantly the best mid-fielder award! To Tori Mills I leave late nights at FBLA conference and YOLO. To Courtney Grewelle I leave my pink strapless sports bra. To Chandler Mcgowan, my cowboy boots and a good ole’ country boy. To Kaitlynn Overby I leave my blonde moments. To Katie Garland and Emily Belt, thanks for being like sisters to me. Liane Ikome, Marinara Sauce. To Logan Oliver, darts! Ben Caito - backstreet boys, red solo cups, and the entirety of 4-H...don’t you dare disappoint me. To Erin McIntyre I leave spanish class, and something to do at supervalu. To Erica Rust, awful driving, the parlor, and a great guy who you deserve. Rodney Spillane - Spanish “Tutoring”. To Adam Burchett - I leave my guitar. Bret Montgomery - my singing voice ;p and with minute thought to Haylee Siress I leave the football field. Now on to the teachers - To Mrs Powless I leave the words thank you in every language in the world and credit for all my success. To Mr. Jarvis - the word debauchery and the ability to crush every student by microwaving their gummy worms. To Mr. Neel - annoying knocks on the door during your planning block and my blonde hair - or rather hair in general :). To Mrs. Carter I leave abstinence. To K-Mo, ramen noodles and skip days. To Mr. Ray I leave McDonald’s and Wendy’s! To Mrs. Champion and Mrs. Shelby, all my love - and a golden ticket for the advice and high-fives for being at school. To Mrs. McSparin - “Moooommm come tuck me in, there’s monsters in the closet, I so scared.” Last and most importantly - To Coach Poore I bestow my straightener for your luscious locks, my ability to be prompt and punctual every morning for 3 years, and my country twang with which you will need in order to make the spanish language sound top-notch. Now, to Lone Oak High School I leave a drama free zone. Farewell, I will not miss you...only the memories.
CHELSEA RAY
I, Chelsea Ray, hereby leave my Mt. Dews to Whitney Belt. My morning bagels to Gina Van Wyck. My stupid computer with the screen that doesn’t work to my brother, Brandon Ray. To the best friend in the entire world, Casey Vetato, I leave my everything. I leave the snack that smiles back, goldfish, to Kayla Helton. I leave all the “shoeshi” in the world to Kaitlin Adams. And I leave my braiding hair skills to the beautiful Leandra Alexis Jones.
SHELBY SCHAEFER
With the final day of my high school career quickly approaching, I have been reminiscing on the days of old. Many memories of both hard work and play come to mind and I would like to thank all of the many teachers, classmates, and administration that have played a role. Now I would like to call a few special people to mind:
Kristen Evans, to you beautiful girl I leave “Dave” and al other Cruise memories. Brady Harris, you shall receive the strawberries in my fridge. To Martin Livingston, I leave all of the leftovers from Culinary. Courtney Grewelle, my twin, I leave you in charge of little Kaylnn and pushing the Cross Country team to state again. I leave a ring pop and my heart to Zack Keiler, my husband. To my brother, Samuel Lee Paschall an empty bottle, morning gas station runs, and my bedroom. Last but not least I leave Amanda Schaefer, my sister and best friend, my rebellious nature and STREETSMARTS. GOOD LUCK!
PARKER THROGMORTON
I, Parker Throgmorton, hereby giveth my kicking position on the football team to Reed Snow, the defense of the soccer team to Skylar and Casey, “best dressed” to the big bubba, Jantzen Brickeen, I leave Brent and Zach Kyler a juicy lipper, for Eric I leave the ability to cheat death, and to my remaining family members, Tessa, Garrett, and Mckenna, I leave the ability to carry on the tradition. Don’t fail me.
ERIN TRAUGHBER
I, Erin Traughber, being of compassionate mind and small body do hereby bequeath Margaret Swift my drama and loving heart. To the boobs (Brad and Jeff Walker), I leave my health, because your sister is always ill. To the cheerleading squad, I leave you runs around the high school gym and frustrating practices. To Cameron Herzog, I leave my dance moves because yours need work. Lastly to Logi-Bear, I leave you my love and hand in marriage.
KELSEY TUCKER
To Mrs. Carter, I would leave you my wardrobe but you already own half of it anyway. I also leave you someone that will be as good of an aide as I was....oh wait, that’s impossible. There could never be anyone better than your fashion twin. To Mr. Jarvis, I leave all things nonsensical, our looks of disgust, the “tapestry of life”, and all of my Peyton Manning Colts stuff since I won’t be needing it anymore. Go Broncos!..... your Steelers still suck. To Mrs. Hinz, I leave Veggie Tales songs, cute calculus methods, the real meaning of MPH, funsies, and another group of students that are as smart as we are, if that’s possible. To Mr. Whitley, I’d like to leave you a big ol’ hug. To Mr. Fountain, I leave the 93.4 I got the first semester of your class. You can keep it. To Ms. Morris, I leave my aviators (twinsies!), fangirling, and my punny insight. I’d also like to leave you some food since I probably ate all of yours over the course of the year. To Alex Housman, my Pookie, I leave all my love, hugs, heart-to-hearts about errything, dates, and supermegafoxyawesomehot quotes from A Very Potter Musical. To Victoria Clayton, I leave emoji songs, DYAC, snuggles, the Amanda Show and Spongebob quotes, a glorious selection of low fat yogurts, and the shortest video you’ve ever seen (possibly) about WALmart! You might wanna check the cupcake aisle for that one... To Bradley Walker, the love of my life, I leave awkward hand-holding in the hallway, like mah status, and “all around the world....bawk bawk bawk bawk!” To Ryan Murt, I leave this =). To Tati, I leave “uhhhh, escu me..” I was going to leave something to Alex Ellermann, but I took it and threw it on the ground. Finally, to next year’s seniors, you will be the last graduating class from Lone Oak High School. Make it count.
NICOLE WALKER
To my brothers I leave the bus they have to ride until they get their license and no assistance whatsoever academically. To Mrs. Carter, the Celtic Queen, I leave the promise of a ring to signify our complicated but never ending love. I leave a great lunch table, being Mr. Whitley’s aide, and the joy of the Lawd to Jenna Summerlin. Before game prayers and Brad go to Sarah. I leave Jeff and a black eye to Amy Sorensen. During the middle of softball season I leave Payton Dillon the good Lord’s strength. To Alex Housman I give all my love, my little bit of wisdom, and a ticket to Ireland. Lastly to Logi Bear I give my love and my hand in marriage.
TYLER WALLACE
I, Tyler J. Wallace, being of sound mind, body, and soul, do hereby bequeath the following items to the following people: to my percussion friends, namely Justin, Grant, Nick, Dustin, Keegan, Sean, Jake, Jessica, and Curtis, exciting times with Ralph and Princess Yasmen; to my close fellow classmates, many memorable experiences while expanding our intellectual horizons; and to my brother, Grant Wallace, the tools and knowledge to make it through the endeavor of high school and the challenge to keep running in this race of life.
HUNTER WILLINGHAM-JOHNSON
I, Hunter Willingham-Johnson, being of no mind and little body do hereby bequeath all the lush back scratches to Jessica Lawson. My awesome culinary skills to the one and only Haley Boyd. To good ole Alex Houseman I leave memories from National Convention, princess stories, and all the great times we shared. To Ms. O I want to leave all the laughs we've shared, and all the heart felt moments we've had (Thanks BFF), To Ms. White I leave all the great advice you've given me in the past 4 years and the awesome games you've taught me. To Lauren Looney, I leave our stories of the days, interesting car rides home, and venting sessions we have almost daily. To Linda Alexis Mason I leave our amazing friendship, fun times, and comfy seat in Ms. O's room. To Stephen "Stephan" Fugate I leave the great times in the greenhouse, and fun laughs we shared in Ms. O's room. To my fellow senior friends I leave the times we've shared, the moments we enjoyed, and our high school experience, I'll never forget it...But we're outta here!
NICHOLAS YOPP
I, Nicholas Yopp, being of somewhat sane, and okay body, leave what is left of my sanity to Kalie Guill, my opinionated nature to Mhylakah Rumsey, many awkwardly funny moments to Jon Burkhart, my ability to get everything done at the last minute to Carson Price, for being there with me every step of the way through the last five years and being the greatest friend of all time - “Booskie.” To everyone that has had (or are having) a tough time with high school, may your days get better soon, as it always does and always will. Everyone else, I leave high school and boy am I glad for that...see yah!