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Eddington, Neil

09 — always beefin, kickin it, chillin up with the birds. ian — funniest guy i know. the time you napped with your shoe will forever hold a place in my heart. meet a hot guy in san fran. sly doggin aint easy throw me a bone jude — the face. huntin for fine bitches at wsu. t club. why would i lieeee? isaaqisoldier — you-opened-my-world-to-peak-park. for-that-i’m-eternally-grateful. you celebrate racism with me like no one else i know. i love it. stef — you sufficiently recovered from belgium — wildest guy i know. this summers bouta crack. rotorowowow — kobe. kickin frees bumpin weezy witchu. nothin better makin me laugh so hard. jane — janejanejanejanejanejane. hi. you are the counterpoint of my soul. i love you. lily — few people tolerate me like you do. thanks. dschwo — you beautiful man i look forward to more homoerotic fb chats with you next year. much love you blossomed this year. carly — see you on honesty box ! i’ll never forget I leave my heart with tennis team. I love everyone of you guys i’m a big crybaby. Wilson Platt I look up to you more than anyone at GHS you are perfect and i leave the center of woof woof to you. I leave greeziness and Chevron signs with Riley. WP and RM enter the Ideal Man Club. I leave all shenanigans/pranks/unruliness to 4th period french, Sean, Reid, B.B., C.M. bring back rippe. 206. WSU trip. Vashon. 09. One love.

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Feldman, Rebecca

Maria – Mac ‘n Cheese, massage class, new socks, lacrosse, post, hanging upside down. I love you to no end and will miss you like crazy next year. Emily – movies, reading HP out loud, school night sleepovers, babysitting, dancing at Walgreens, and so much more. I love you to the end of the world. Katie – walks, orchestra, movies and massages. I love you! Jeanmarie – your floppy shoe in kindergarten and all the pantsing in 8th grade still make me smile. JRM forever. Ben – I love you! Melissa – swim/dive started it all. I love you! Sophie – baseball games, lacrosse, driving to Federal Way to see a movie. Allie – Montlake, lacrosse, dress shopping in LA with your dad. You and Sophie are my favorite duo. Dana — pressed flowers, tea, ichat, halloween, Post, and so much more. I love you like crazy! Carly – lacrosse, freaking out about Sean, Post, and everything in between. I love you. Zoe + Laura – I’m going to miss you both so much. Lacrosse and Post have been amazing. I don’t know what I’ll do without all the Maria jokes. Mia + Molly – When I think about your speeches from senior night I smile and cry. You two are amazing. Silas – “Would you consider a racoon more like a rodent.…or a dog?” I’m going to miss you!

Fletcher, Emily

To my Volleydogs, I leave what will undoubtedly be an improved season. Enjoy volleyball in the park and your medicine balls and Pep Band. Jack and Leslie love you and want you to succeed. Tori and Ankober, you get my old phone that fell in the toilet in the Olympia hotel room. Lily and Casey, you guys always have a special place in my heart. Sofia, the back row is yours and yours alone. All you freshmen, it’s worth it and you guys are amazing. No Ezell’s on game days. Jump high, hit hard. To Sherry, Megan and Brian, I leave the7:20 Funny as a means of deciding how late you are. You are entitled to all the Dreyer’s trucks on 23rd and burdened with the responsibility of disabling the light at 9th and 50th. Karissa, there’s no one else I would want shotgun every morning. To Tory and Hannah, I bequeath the best three sections of this esteemed newspaper. Remember, when in doubt, cut sports. Your other editors are your family, if only every other Wednesday night. I also leave you two the speech tool, bad news bears babygirl, Photo Booth and self-timer (these are some of my most valuable possessions so use them wisely). To Posties, I leave you the best people I have ever met. I also give you snipe hunts, snow caves, bioluminescence, Camp Delaney, tarp shelters, bivouacs, and all my love. To my best friends, the stack, I leave you all of my high school memories. You’ve been there for nearly every defining moment of the past four years. The following are yours: Shi Shi, the adventure mobile (though it’s not really mine to give away), Portland, hotel (and motel) parties, pool hopping, our home and native land, camping trips, bad sunburns, Goodwill Outlet, first times for everything, soapy hot tubs, the Air Force, sand dunes, Honey Bunches of Oats, glitter, muddy hot springs, my heart. Amia, you get the entire class of ’07, creepy pictures, house parties where we don’t fit in, TWIT, Skunkbone, embarrassing pictures, and unchewed food. Catherine, I give you just another day in paradise, lurking variables, complaints, and my gratitude for always being so understanding. Erin, I leave you many summer nights driving around and lounging in your room, Frodo hanging from an overpass, waxing, and apologies for the many times I doubted your plans and they ended up being amazing. Emma, I leave you PCAL, creepy noises in your backyard, and gosh darn it. To Diane, I leave my gratitude for your generosity regarding the following things: your baking skills, your house, back cracking, hugs, hair washing, and everything else. I’m also taking your liver with me to college, thank you very much. And finally to my fellow Mess editors: I leave you late night euphoria, embarrassing videos, covers that match the double truck, jokes about past editors, and the most fun I’ve had in a class at Garfield. Marie, Lorriane and Rebecca, I leave you our shenanigans. I don’t know what else to leave you guys in this will but I want to say that you guys are family and I can’t believe it’s over already. Thomas, I love you. Carson, I LOVE YOU. Dylan, I leave you my secrets, because I know you’ll wheedle them out eventually (and I love you). To those I inadvertently left out, I leave my deepest apologies. I’m scared to go to college and I’m scared to leave you all, but I hope that the next four years can be half as amazing as my time at Garfield. Thank you for making this experience so hard to leave behind.

Frantzen, Payton

Cory– cookie contracts, Sam Schlosser stalking, matchmaking, shopping at Buffalo Exchange and American Apparel, Fat Cory, the leper colony, girl talk, SPERM WHALE Spence– a box of white plastic spoons, PROBATION, a daily boxing match Stewart-many foot massages, and most importantly the Garfield High School Jazz Ensemble; you are in it for the long haul, so make us proud, (Call me when you’re 25) Adi– I give you the Kingfish Café. I know you will take good care of it. Helen– half of my hair, and a black Juicy hoodie, you are a goddess Maria– S Lane Street, the #14 metro bus, and a driver turning left a MLK who actually uses their turn signal Jada– a good boy or multiple good boys, carpool!, a matching outfit Fiona– the trumpet section. Keep the boys in line. Graham– a baby bird Gabe– Mexican “I Remember Clifford”, matching hair, back massages, Cirq combo, free jazz Eric-“Happy Birthday!”, Prom, the English Elliott’s waiter Anna W.- the younger of the twins, the best carpool ever, the Dinner Club, PAAJ, emoticons, a Holy Names party, the recording rights to “Cat On My Stat: the Remix” Noah– a white plastic spoon, Igor, my trumpet; because it is the last thing you would ever wish to possess, and some RESPECT Eli– Noah’s back hair Sam K– Michael Jackson in his prime, the “Thriller” dance, Europe Cockblocks C.J.- Creepy pedophile Michael Jackson, the “Thriller” dance, a ride to school in the morning, the 7:20 funny Ben– a well designed website, Ms. Mersch’s class, you-know-who eats poop, a jog in Central Park Jamie– PAAJ, the other half of my hair, Vertically Challenged Wes– cu** as an endearing term CeCe– “Did you ever know that you’re my hero?” Morgan-the first day of 9th grade, the Togo project, a gallery opening, Seafair, your mom’s delicious cookies, Canal Street Russell-BFFs, All Purpose Pizza, walks home along 23rd, advice, more advice, TOLO(s), getting beat up at 23rd by a gang of girls, a finished sentence Sarah O. — TJ08, an outfit consisting of Uggs, a Juicy, Sevens, and an RHS homecoming shirt, The Rock pizza, Panera Nora– black walnut ice cream, a perfect sunny day on your deck, Oneders: car rides and boy talk, Hana’s defaced white board (though you may not remember that) Claire– Thompson Trio, matching Juicys, a shopping trip in Columbia City Alex-fried eggs over hard, Indirect Kick, Goodwill Outlet, Scott’s Abercrombie rhyme, J.D. and Turk, PAAJ, a jog, the Oneders, a haircut, a Cosmogirl, “Mr. Muffy gets frisky in the morning”, you are forever my muse… Anna C.-a cabin in Whistler with broken heat and frozen piper, blonde lesbians with fake boobs, a wedding dress designed by me, various operations, wedding planning, Value Village, Halloween, lurking, Annapurna, “the usual”, Sujan, The Waltz Story Parts I and II, The (unfinished) Prom Story, numerous sleepovers, “Camille you can’t have the phone now!!”, The Rock pizza, PACO Colleen– a slice of Mandy’s birthday cake, The Ketchup Dance, The “So What” Dance, Lester, John Wikan, Benny Green, Gerald Clayton, a pre-stained towel, Annapurna, Sujan, P-A-C-O etc., the arrow, Cosmo, nail files, M.E.A.S., dark chocolate, Prom (Aaaayyy!), the glitter sale, the story lost in the bathroom

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Gales, Henry

I, Hurricane Henry Richard Gales, before I leave Garfield once and for all, must recognize my favorite memories from the best four years of my life so far, along with other final words. Lacking anything better, I will do so alphabetically, first individuals then groups. ALEX T– It’s good to see slacklining enthusiasm in the younger classes, keep it up. ANDREW– Sylvan essence. BEN C– As much as you may try to fight it, you are truly Noah Buckley Jr., with bicycling instead of crew. BEN M– Getting our hair cut by seniors, a good change in appearance indeed. CAROL– Six more days and you must tell who my Safari Buddy is as promised, for I must go gallivanting with him/her on the semi sweet safaris. CLIVE– Are you nervous? COLE– Not a day of class together went by when you did not mooch at least one of my apple slices. ELI D– It is you, not I , who is at GV everyday. FRED– Bus buddy/twin, my commutes next year will have the light of the sun, but they will be lacking the light of Ness. Pointless conversations deserve a lot more credit than they get. HEIDI– I’m pretty sure we we parked the van a little further that way, wait… HENTON– Jumping over me and others in Savioe’s class. JONAS– Four more years of trivia makes 6.5, will this never end? JOSH– I’ll admit I am pretty paranoid, keep coming on Moab. KATE– Wonder Woman, the best Desert School team of all time. KATHY– Though Operation Hidden Splendor is dead, its memories will forever live on. I’m glad it failed, it was for the best. All I can leave you is hope, for change that is. Change is inevitable, your time will come. KYLE– I knew that whenever I needed a knife that I could ask you. LAURA– DPIV: Well you can take that hand, and chop it off with a steak knife.. LUCAS– Making cous cous filled Tupperware levitate on the vent, and everyone freaking out as you cut my hair in Boyes’ class. MATT– Always able to find a way to disagree with me. MIKE– Ridiculing “I didn’t say that” at D-School and a full year of slacking in ecology. PETER– My polar opposite in 10 fingers. PHILMON– Arguing whether that thing you wore was a rug or a poncho, telling you to fix the hole in your pants crotch. RACHEL– We’ve worked together on ideas both good (I’m on a Rock, 2009 Posties) and bad (lotus position fighting, Operation Hidden Splendor), and gone to a frat party together. I am both dreading and looking forward to having to spend another four years with you. RILEY– My instructor in the art of the French braiding. SASHA “THIRD” B.-A.- The most enthusiastic member of Team Wonder Woman deserves recognition. WALTER– Team Sports! Best 1st period ever. ALEXIS & COLEEN– An interview followed by the greatest ode poem ever written. The beginning of a legacy. ERIC, FELICIA, MAYA, IAN, ALAN– Best table in the history of Garfield. From creeping on passerby to all the other ridiculous antics. EVAN R, WES, SAM D– Carpenter 6th period, V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N. DAVID & OMAR– Who also risked having Henton jump over them. POSTIES: I don’t want to know what my life would have been like without Post. Post has been such a crucial part of my life for the past four years, and there is no way I can express how glad I am that it was there. Everyone in Post contributed to that, Post would not be Post without the people. Goodbye Post and goodbye Garfield High School, I will miss you in every way possible.

Gilligan, Colleen

I love Garfield and everyone in it and I wish I could write more. I leave the following people the following things/memories: Abbie: I leave you my telepathic connection with Carmen, so you’ll be tuned into our coordinating outfit phenomenon. Alex E: You helped me survive the jazz choir bus. STEAK AND CAKE. Alexis: So many adventures. Gasworks, bowling, no makin’ love at this camp, mummifying you in toilet paper. Amia: Reminiscing about Summer Fun… LOTHT Anna C: I can’t believe we’ve been such good friends since first grade. Waaaay too many jokes to fit here. Just know I love you and let’s go to Annapurna ASAP. Anna W: I love Boy Meets World, Top Ramen, and you. Ben H: So many sectionals… finally paid off!! You’re the coolest person I know. What’s the difference between a bear and a bruin? Bruins are ugly. Let the rivalry begin. Carl: You are the ultimate dance partner, we make an unbeatable team. Shake Your Pants. Carmen: The bass section. Never let orchestra get too serious– keep Joke Wednesday alive!! I expect to hear of many breaktionals next year. Run rhythm sectionals with an iron fist and take no prisoners. Danny: ABCD. I’m sorry Russ never gave you your secret santa present, he’s kinda terrible. Diane: Dumpster diving, being lost at the corner of Mcgilvra and Mcgilvra, the most epic car chase with Payton and Noah. Dylan: My first date to a school dance… let’s actually go kayaking one day. Emily F: So many hilarious memories from AP Calc, Quien es Quien, making Andy teach us math, DJ Sinkx, and the mysterious Milk Theorem I LOVE YOU. Fallison: Fi fove fu. Gabe: See you in college. Graham: Keep being a goof. Henry G: The legend of the green shirt will live on! James S: So many terribly mean but still regrettably funny songs. Jazz Band: I love all of you guys, you have truly defined my high school experience– I can’t imagine it any other way. SEE YOU ALL IN EUROPE. Jonas: I love our high fives and sense of humor. You’ve got a friend in me!!! Laura D: Japan, stat table, BUNNICULA. Lizzie: You made Japan so great, eating a million of those chocolate stars, unidentifiable candy, getting lost on the mountain, and you saving my life. Nam: I still haven’t analyzed your dreams! Birdwatching this summer? Noah: Head Shoulders Knees and Toes, chess sucks, documenting my imitations of all animal statues in the world, Orchestra Express, your faulty sense of direction which I rely on too often. Nora: Oh Hell!! 705! Africa project and volcano trek. “I’m Noah! 15 two, 15 a hundred, and a run for a billion!” Pablo: Maybe one day you’ll come to a breaktional… Have fun taking the WASL this summer. Payton: MEAS. All our jazz band crushes. Annapurna. All your stories! I love you forever. Riley: BBB, hiding from the Reno Rapist. Make sure JB dominates next year. Russ: You are sometimes a liar and a thief, but you’re still unterrible. Cupcakes anytime. Russell, Wes, Cory, Spence: You guys are the funniest people I know. EUROPE. Sarah O: I love our chats in Stat everyday. Sexy Seven: I will never forget our grand adventure in Japan, blatantly disrespecting generations of ancient Japanese ancestry, our brilliant karaoke, and Nagai-San inviting us to his hot tub party. Oh my gurrr! Spoon Club: So many shenanigans; I will leave it at that! Stewart: I wish you the best of luck with the rest of high school… I have thoroughly enjoyed making you feel entirely uncomfortable at times and I hope you have too. I expect you to be romancin’ all the ladies, but please never forget me and Payton. Willem: BBB! Your impeccable attention to detail in jazzband and orchestra is truly inspiring. — I’m really going to miss everyone, including all of the lovely people who I didn’t mention.

Golden, Dana

kate: batches of peppermint bark and perfect freckles. mia: a coconut cake, every night of spring break, tea in my garage, PB’s butt, hot yoga and first swim. laura m: a friendship that started with popsicles, freaking out in the convertible, a perfect quiddler hand, quinoa. Renee: SURVIVAL – fully clothed campers, not too much rain, and well cooked hobo stew. I love you little giggle queen. Carly: you actually are wonderwoman. silas: the realization that 0h ten doesn’t run post, unrequited massages, a filthy senior year. chris: office episodes, pumpkin carving, shrimp toast… bye? no thanks, KIT I guess you’re tight. sean: improved skill at slide, my heart (sike) sam w: endless grief for putting out the survival fire and a perfect flood it score. sam d: intellectual tanning talks and reliable weekend texts. 09 Post: I love and respect every one of you and am so thankful for our adventures. MB girls: Kayla, Alix, Maggie, mica, sibyl, eliza, Anna, Kristina: a fast season and never deciding between poop soup and lake stevens. I love youuu take care of JC. Galadrial: you are beautiful and bodacious. Jonah: snuggling with paco and rio, leaving the house at 7:32, dad’s weird lunches, no broken windows, and frequent visits to Williamstown – I’ll miss you buddy. 09 boys: anything you can make in my kitchen and central park coincidences. Dylan: a constant wish that you’d massage me Isabel: 3rd period feasting and laughing at harris. Stephanie: john mayer, 4th of july aurora, QA streaking. Gracie: a ride anywhere you want, an uncooked phone, the back of my car, lake stevens, cackle laugh foreva. Carolyn: a permanent place in the family, a really good treadmill, I love you my tan goddess. Louisa: whistler/mazama, sleeping on my porch, crew crew crew, what you know dissection, mean lady. Anna: my favorite bnl. taylor: D&P chats, iced lattes, and freshman limmooo Jordan: Thompson naps and endless appreciation of your food. Lizzie: roadkill. Emily: neighbors, tanning in ‘your’ park. Mariaaaa: running trips and a shared secret past. Jane: I think you’ve had enough. Katie: I wish you’d wear a bigger dress. Rebecca: pressed flowers, pennies, realizing how strange we were, snuggling, lylyly. jeanmarie: I happen to think you’d look good naked. Much love and thanks, Dana

Graham, CJ

Seniors: To Rachel, my best friend, I leave endless superhero movies and Rumors memories which come with divorce papers. To Catherine, I leave amazing prom pictures and countless show memories. Juniors: Molly, I leave the theater and the club in your capable hands. Never stop caring. To Shortround, I leave my imaginary fedora, because I know you’re sick of the pestering. I bequeath my television and couch to the LOST Book Club so that you’ll remember me during commercials. Savanna, Casey, and Olivia, I leave you ridiculous looking costumes and Taco Del Mar. To Samma, I leave my car, which is not that nicer than yours and Ecuador memories in advance. My undying love and my firstborn child, named Flameboy, I give to Greta, and to Celia, I return your Mondays at lunch and give you calculus massage trains. To Wilson, my brother in everything except birth, I leave enough cardboard to box a refrigerator and trail mix. We’re riding together this summer. Sophomores: To Anna V, I leave a deck of cards to play mao with while you try to rebuild Garfield. To Cally, I can offer nothing but words of encouragement; please keep fighting the man for me. And finally, To Eli, who spent two years being a lackey for nothing, I return your dignity and self respect.

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Hargus, Cory

Much love to all the homies: Gar’s Stars, the Trifecta, Coruncia, the ‘09 Jazz Band, and everyone else (especially you, Amia.) Kelley, I bequeath upon you the perpetuation of the Hargus legacy. You have very, very, very big shoes to fill. To the female portion of Oh Twelve I leave Mathis Watson. Thanks everyone, peace yo.

Harvey, Michael

Jack and Joseph: Less is More, Mo Homo Ian, the new Stefan Hank the Tank, the sexually precocious freshman

Herrmannsfeldt, Max

To all who helped make Garfield awesome while I was here: Thank You. I love you all.

Houtte, Van

Van Houtte. Van Houtte, Van Houtte, Van Houtte. Van Houtte? Van Houtte. Van Houtte Van Houtte, Van Houtte. Van Houtte! To Tory Sheffield: Van Houtte.

Huston, Thomas

Becca, I leave you A&E. Make it awesome. Also, be sure to sneak into more private celebrity events at KING 5. Ben, I leave you the website. Don’t mess it up. And try to win that Pacemaker award. Celia, I leave you the online nudist blogging community. Stay in touch with them (Heber, et al.). Conor, I leave you XKCD. Don’t stop procrastinating. Hannah, I leave you the speech function on the iMacs. Abuse it as much as possible. Kelley, I leave you the future of A&E. I know you’ll take it in the right direction. Johannes, I leave you crazy DVDs of BASE-jumping. Keep writing fun stories for A&E. More importantly: give Becca a hard time. Nick, I leave you all the best movies. Don’t stop writing. Nina, I leave you bus rides home on the 27. Keep up the quality art and page design next year. Renee I leave you my Rock-Paper-Scissors crown. Try not to hurt too many people with your hugs next year. Rosie, I leave you my InDesign knowledge. Rule of thumb: if you ever have to cut a section, cut Sports. Tory, I leave you 75 emails in your inbox. Enjoy having Comcast. Also, Northern Uproar: Tories Beyond Revival.