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Miller, Miles

I, Miles Miller, do hereby bequeath the following items of my own free will. Silas, Robbie, Chris, and Sean – A wet tent and an inch of water to sleep in. Troy – Jayare, Rivers, etc. I give you friendship, undying affection, clogged caps, dance parties, and awkward butt slaps. RyanP. – A game of Super Smash Bros. Jason – Invitation to sing with me in choir. Roxi – Team four RIP, manly laughter, silly voices, and heart to hearts. Avram – I leave you hot rhymes, bubble bath for a later photoshoot, and a boom mic. I’ll miss you. Mars+Ray – Stay Up. MaxW. – Stay up on the Xbox ZoeB. – A nightwalk/apple cider combo. Heejoon – Invitation to come break and a smile that can’t quite match yours. Sofia – Hilarious Antoncich memories and laughing at Tori behind her back. Awkward potty talk and other immature exchanges. Tori – A desire to booty dance by your side on dance team and Japanese equations. Example: Tori + Miles = Awesome/ Sofia + Matt = Love Connection Matt – Awkward homoerotic jokes. Julio – Future cyphers.

Mogan, Matt

To Timmy Locke I leave the beloved orchestra A clarinet section and the leadership of Japan Club. To Zoe Kaiser I leave the responsibility of arbitrating said beloved clarinet section. To Neil Hinnant and Frankie Pavia I pass on the churlish, yet endearing attitudes and whiny mannerisms of our mutual friend Pedro Vasquez. And finally, Sargon Bet-Shlimon and I pass on the honor of the creation and sale of Tsut shirts to Cole Buckley and Zorah Fung. Remember to never, under any circumstances, keep any of the profits. To do so would be a gross disgrace. Tsut for life.

Muruts, Terhas

I will miss you 3rd floor Crew Seniors! Hoa, Sam, Jelina, Collin, Vi, Luc, and Johnson. Rahell Abunu: I give you my side of the room. But I beg you to let me borrow your clothes, I hear college is cold. Katherine Le: Cinammon toast crunch. It will keep you busy w/o the 3rd floor crew. Carmen Tsui: I give you my muscles because you could never grew any. Jk. Erikson Tsui: My legs so that you can scissor-kick me all you want. Xuan Ho: A bleach pen, just in case you get a stain on your white clothes. ILY.

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Nelson, Sophie

To my secret lover, even though we will be far apart we will always be together. Linnea, Krishni, Katie, Annie, Maya, I leave you all memories of my ghetto car and rollin\\’ up to practice with loud music. To the love of my life, you know who you are, I will always love you and whenever you need me, just call and I will come running! To my Maddie Lee, I love you so much that words can\\’t explain. Uncle Joe and Mr. V, thank you for always looking out for me. What would I have done without you?

Ngo, Nam

Despite a huge loss of Garfield culture and continual snitchery from the administration, I still truly value my experiences here. The night of the buzzer beater win over Issaquah, I ran into my man Ben Hamaji at some garfield shindig. There, we got a chance to sit down and just talk, and he made me realize how rare and valuable our experiences at Garfield really are. I’ve grown a lot as a person, and largely credit that growth to cultural relations. If my experience has taught me anything, it’s this; real recognize real. Don’t take your experience at tha field for granted. To my fellow seniors, you know I got nothing but love for ya, so nothing really needs to be said here. Clifford: I have an idea, let’s go to AM PM at 1:30 in the morning with 5 dollars for gas, spend 2, and leave with nothing. I look forward to all the adventures we’re bound to have over the summer. Sonia: I pretty much like everything about you. Graham Davis: If anyone is looking for how to win over the hearts of 09, just follow this guy’s lead. Tory: I don’t have a lot of friends outside my own class. I don’t have a lot of good friends that are girls. I’m truly glad I’m able to call you a friend. If I could, I would leave you some of my lactase, but I, too, am lacking in that area. Johannes: I guess I leave to you all of my unfunny jokes that you somehow find hilarious. Thanks for sharing my interests and letting me use your loft. Continue to hold it down in the corner of the clusterf***. I’m out. I love you Garfield.

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Penkov, Vasiliy

To Toni McFial I leave behind my deck of cards and the hope that if we ever meet again, you won’t suck at 13. To David Bui I leave all my street biking skills and hope your motorcycle will be filthy. To Angelina Miller I leave the Ironman theme (which is c, d#, d#, f, f, g,g#,g,g#,d#,d#,f,f) enjoy . last but not at all the least to Briyana “i will be your hero, baby, i will wash away the pain, I will stand by you forever.” Hope you all the best and cya suckas

Peterson, Dylan

To Audrey Mussleman-Brown I leave all of my math skills. To Tamzin Atkins I leave my future address so it won’t be hard to send me molasses cookies. I leave my feet to Anna Dailey in hopes she remains healthy, happy, and successful. I leave a ton of great cross country memories to Duncan Clark, in hopes that he does the right thing. To Evan Turner I leave my guitar and skateboard, but most importantly my running shoes for those 45 mile weeks. To my distance boys I leave the pre-race poop, Wednesday night carbo-load dinners, and swimming in the lake after a tempo run. Coach Spooner gets all of my candy, and Coach Petty gets my right knee and hips for saving me from injuries. Thank you guys for everything you have done for me. To Michael Cunetta, Chris Wozniak, and Filmon Tekeste I leave my hopes and dreams for Garfield distance running. May you improve upon the foundation set before you. To Ryan I leave the Peterson legacy, and the responsibility of being the coolest person at Garfield. Finally, I leave my heart and soul with Christina Norwich, who means the world to me. I wil miss you Garfield. *Insert true-dawgs cheer*

Peterson, Flora

Lizzie, Stephanie, and Louisa: I love you guys!!

Potter, Helen

First of all, to the underclassmen, I leave behind the memory of what Garfield used to be like, its character, its history. The fights every lunch period, the Annex, the smokestack, Jimi Hendrix’s locker, when the administration was lax and the livin’ was easy, and when Alder was purple hazy on the regular. Garfield’s sick don’t let it die. Breaking the rules, but you’re worth it! To JML, I leave one half of me, but I don’t have to say anymore because you’ll never leave me and I’ll never leave you. I love you, we’ve seen these 4 years through and I wholeheartedly love you. Ryan, I leave you the Potter legacy I’m so proud of you lil bro, you’re filthier than I ever was as a freshman, keep on doing what you’re doing. Keep up your grades, punk! Don’t crash the car and you can tell me about Garfield when I see you on the weekends. I love you a lot. James ching chong ching chang lao mao. Triumvirate forever, we’re filthy for that. CW, AK, ES, HL, WS, SW, FP, PF, AH, JE, DP, and so many more have come into my life and left their mark.. I can’t shout out to you all, my will would take up the whole issue. But now it’s summer time and I’m out and 4 years couldn’t have gone by faster!

Piano, Judah

Start this off by shouting out all of my 09 men, don’t wanna go through everybody but: Neil– your my guy, Stefan– lets go wet suiting, Isaac– you shoulda came to Western, Ian– you have supplied 70% of my laughs over these years, Sam– im ready for another summer filled with our adventures, Sky– Judah and Skylars European vacation is on its way, Gray– your my homie for life, Ryan, Conor, Lucas, Rotoro, and all the rest have been incredibly croooosh. To all the girls and 010ers ill miss you and see ya around, Tory– I leave u my heart.

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Ramezanzadeh, Raheem

Thanks to everyone on swim team, you guys are the best, there’s no one else I would rather have showered naked with than you guys. Especially Andy, I love you, you can have my swimming techniques and also the ability to do the pecs dance. Heejoon I leave you with my basketball skills that will guarantee varsity next year, and I wish you success in ASB and your future years. Pat we’re still proud of you for deleting the 100 gigs, have a good senior year and we’ll see you at UW, just don’t play too much dota and flunk out. And Jennifer, there were some rough parts but thanks for the talks, they really helped me. Also, none of you go to ghs or will ever see this, but thanks Steven, Jianqi, David, Duong, Derrick, and Andrew for the good times and I’ll see you all at UW.

Ramgotra, Keejaa

First I leave Kelley Thoung, Annika Linde, and Celia Gurney all the responsibilities of Vocal Jazz– hold strong to those high notes you guys. Maya Troll I leave you the Indian spirit (you have already) to infect the school with and Will Hunt I love you . Maia Lee, I leave you a notebook for your amazing drawings and thoughts with (when its full I wanna see it!) Anna Nishman, and Maddie Lee I leave you happiness, drama club adventures, and DISNEY memories. MOLLY SHARP (need I say more) ! Eli H and Z, I know I should say something about you but I just cant think of something right now. Ava and Sam I (on paper) dub you Directors. Jasmmine my favourite and only sister I leave you the talents that I don’t have, the popularity that I don’t have, the ass that I don’t have, and my director station in drama club. Cally Shine, you are everything I can think of Kate and Audrey, you must take up my insane outgoing tude. Everyone that I didn’t mention (and I know there’s an awful lot of you) I love you all even if I didn’t write about you in this will thingy!

Ray, Walter

First, I leave to my sister, Georgia, the amazing time she will have in SCA and Drama club. You are going to love it. To Francis: I leave my walk-ons, my role as goof, and Wendell. Molly: My apologies for calling you stale. Miranda: My apologies for calling you Fievel. Eli: My eternal friendship and love. Really. Lucie: The knowledge that you are truly awesome. Emily: Congratulations on being funnier than I am. Hannah: Sorry I wasn’t cool enough for you. David: Reno, Nevada. It’s yours. To anyone I’ve been in a show with: All my best memories. We rocked this. SCA kids: Best luck on your crews, especially Tiffany and Tracey. You’re the Garfield seniors now. Represent. First years, stick around. You will have a great time. To Everyone: My Love. I will miss you all. Good Luck.

Razeto, Catherine

To Audrey Kelly, Emma Mansfield, and Maddie Vidger, I leave the 7:20 funny and my apologies for any stress caused by those flustered I-5 lane changes. I have really enjoyed all of your company in the morning. I know you will have a fantastic junior year. I hope the sushi costume makes a comeback in a future science project. To Cally Shine, I leave the O’Dea boys and the eternal strength of the brotherhood. Of which we are now official members. To James Siu, I leave a truckload of slip to be used in ceramics, which I hope you won’t refuse. To Eli Higham, I leave the island of Ceylon and incestuous relationships. Thank you for being such a wonderful brother and stage partner. I appreciate you putting up with my neurosis by checking my mic a million times before going on stage. To Lucie Saether, I leave the Billy Joel cassette tape and Minnie Mouse. Your enthusiasm and thoughtfulness will be a great attribute to the club next year. Also, there have been rumors, but I would like to see for myself if your B flat really can shatter glass. To Molly Sharpe, I leave the Datchery beard with its lovely smell of roses. I highly doubt I will ever meet anyone else who has your spirit and energy. Surely, you are one of few people who could pull off that detective outfit. To Fred Ness, I leave the aviator sunglasses worn for playing the mirror. I very much hope we run into each other at a rave over the summer. To Amanda Baker, I leave the staring contest at the end of Done to Death: possibly the least success I have ever had in keeping a straight face. To Josh Davids, I leave all the glasses of alcohol our characters have consumed in the shows we have been in together. It would fill a small bar nicely. Thank you for being an incredible acting partner and friend. Your talent will take you a long way. To Emily Shack, I leave a barrel of Thespian points to be sorted and distributed, along with all the fun you will have as secretary next year. I feel very confident leaving the position in your hands. To David Gary, I leave the Abbey Road shirt, which is rightfully yours. Finally, to Erin Gurley, Emily Fletcher, Amia Kane, and Emma Jornlin I leave my high school experience. You are amazing friends and incredible people. I would not have wanted to spend these four years in any other way. Thank you for being yourselves.

Renehan, John

I leave: to Stewart — knowing all the cool seniors, waiting for Marie/Godot, not being racist, and keeping Willem humble. Have fun, don’t get caught cheating, don’t get a speeding ticket, don’t cut class, I love you! to Neil H — being smart and unmotivated. to Willem — infected lips, practicing too much, begrudgingly abiding Tsut’s requests, keeping Stew humble. to Zoe — $250 fines, kozue and the soloist, and as many boys and you can keep track of. to Paloma — la clase de amor, la orquestra A en todo su glory. to Tony — two state titles. to Huppe — three more glorious years as a Bulldog. to Lovre — pretending not to care while being the best. to Jane S — green hair, scared of my driving, communicating at the speed of text to Emily — Adam Carolla saving us from legitimate early morning conversations to Zach — enough information to make an educated college decision, all the rich hungry little kids at Mad park

Rodenhizer, Heidi

Kathy Hodges — I leave you with your freedom, the job of making excuses at gymnastics and helping with Intro AND Moab, and my knees and ankles as needed. Lily Albrecht — I leave you with the rock gear, Intro to Rock and Moab binders, and don’t kill any campers! Peter Beery — I leave you my leftover sunscreen from Moab and the job of providing everyone with snacky cakes. Kelley Thuong — I leave you some ribbons and the job of being a responsible senior gymnast. Tracy Whelen — I leave you some ribbons and to be the voice of reason at gymnastics.

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Samuelson, Carolyn

From mooning upperclassmen out of the car and getting covering in mud during lunch, to safari day rampaging through the halls, we’ve come far. I thank all my friends who have been there the whole ride, and those I picked up along the way. To Jonah I leave you with all the advice I’ve given you, hope it treats you well. Hi glen! Jeanmarie remember when you got poop on your foot? (twice.) Jordan, thanks for always being down to swim in the lake, regardless of the season. Joe Renner, sorry I never got to know you.

Sanquist, Ian

In the heat of a fever dream, an angel came to me. The faces of those who I will miss most swam just beyond my consciousness when she appeared and commanded me to tickle her. I could not resist, for she is a perfect creature heaven-sent to tantalize and send raving the race of man. And basking in the sun, she shielded my eyes with her hand and said, “Tickle me.” And as long as she is near, my day of atonement is reprieved, for in a world gone wrong she is uncorrupted and she floats, aloof from the wreckage.

Schwartz, Danny

To Jazz Band — Epic nights in Idaho, Reno, NYC, and soon in Europe. Keep the patented Garfield swag alive. To Messenger — Not turning in drafts, Sporcle adventures, dicking around everyday. To Post — The single greatest group of people I’ve ever encountered, I am more bitter to leave you than anything. To Tony — I leave my heart. To 010 — I have way more 010 friends than I should. Bring da ruckus next year or die. To 09 — A unique, loving, under-appreciated class. It was a good run. I love you forever.

Shumann, Camille

All of my purple life. SCOODILYDOO BADDAP DA SKIT SKAT 09. I just want your creamy thighs.

Simunek, Diane

To Kathy and Tracy I leave the gymnastics team, my flexibility, and the design of the best sweats ever, that simply never got ordered. To Chris P all the trainees yet to come, MOFA practicals, and the greatest EC position that there is. To Sam D I wish I could leave my car, but I can’t, so I leave the drives from Gorrilla Park and Purple Haze. Ben H y Paloma C pueden tener El Club de Espanol y todo el divertido que nosotros tuvimos. Also all of my Spanish knowledge since it appears to have vanished. To Janelle W and Elise H I leave the co-ed Frisbee team and the responsibility of getting more girls to play. Finally, to Sam W I leave Purple Haze, long drives to Burlington, gotta have it coldstone ice cream, and all my laughter, which I never seemed to get rid of.

Steele, Jeanmarie

Emily – You are my cinnamon roll… each layer is more delicious than the last. T Dog – remember the time I tripped you in Paris? Gracie — I’ve always said the best days are abundant with prefunking, funking and defunking, especially when they are with you. What’s the sitch, kim possible? — Isabel you have been my kitten since preschool. Jordan – That’s excessive. Rebecca –Mikaela!! Biggie – I challenge you to another race. Jane – I love when you love me. Sam, Ian, Ryan – I’m in shankbone. I love all the homies, you know who you are! shoutout to my guy judah i love you!!!!!!!

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Uomoto, Brendan

Avram– the wizard, writing rhymes, fruity but fun photoshoots, failblog, making boom-boom-baby, volcano hair, “you make my hotdog stand”, blowing sh** up and recording it, messing up your send-helps (by accident), Nutella & PB&J sandwiches. you’re definitely my favorite 010, keep up the good work. Ryan– eating ezells, youth-group, hero-clix, munchkin, citadels, warcraft, mission trips, froshing you, haircut, onesie-swimming. I know you like to hear this, Ryan, you’re more Japanese than I’ll ever be. Grant– Wang! Julio– stay fresh, keep breaking and hold down the bboy tradition. Juan– or is it Jose?, a**grabbers in the photolab, taking sexy pictures of you flambeing. Audrey, Erica, Emma– that one time we got lunch in Chinatown, I’ll see you ladies in Portugal! Miles– voodoo carrot fetuses, composting was fun, Stay Classy –Boxcutta Out

Utevsky, Nora

Wow so I guess these four years are coming to an end…FINALLY! But we had some good times, and GHS is full of amazing people. Shout out to Isabel Perez, the first totally awesome person I met here. To her, I leave our former locker in all its glory. Eric Syrjala, you can have my Swiss boxers…in my hot tub. Noah Wentzel, take my mushroom cards. To Hanah Moriguchi, Damon Bomar, and Cole Austin: you made this year the best of my life. Thank you. To Jason Hu, I leave my heart, body, and soul. ’09 till I die.

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Waks, Kelly

To Kelly Thong, I leave one very messed up corset for many more laughs and flat chest jokes and enough car adventures to last the school year and to Guss Anderson, I leave 100 million glumples to be used freely when needed and I’m in class.

Watson, Spence

Mathis, carry on the Watson legacy at GHS. Make me proud young buck. To my close friends, we better stay in touch over the next few years. Jazz Band, it’s time to do it even bigger in Europe, and next year’s band better stay classy. Trumpet Underlings, keep up the good work. D-School Team Wonderwoman, you were all a good crop, I’m proud of all of you for obviously being the coolest kids there. Young Posties, I wish you all luck in your endeavors. Hollers too Russ, James, Cory, Wes, Tommy, Gar, Steven, Owen, JB, Will, Underclassmen, and Alex

Wilkes, Damien

Four years, and so many pretzels consumed. So thirsty! I owe it to Donna Cheng, Ms. Benes, and my man Cosmo. I hope my education will lead me to a job somewhere, maybe even my eventual goal, Vandelay Industries. My friends, enjoy your time at this school, and when you feel everything’s outta control, relax and take a breath. It will work out. I s’pose it’s finally time to say, hey Garfield, peace

Willis, Stephanie

well first there’s dandy jailor troll. and then there’s celluloses emery sonny. there’s also malaria loose juice. and dilator darn jolly. i guess there’s always bandanna creme clef. and how about dibble her minter zone. but how could i forget perennial rem frost!

Wittow, Anna

Payton — Cat on my Stat , HSM3 + HNA, Carpool, Va-va-nilla wafers. Olivia– Marine Sci, OMBA, Vanilla Lattes, the swinging bed in Bainbridge, along with the rest of the Island. Cory — Acetylcholine, “Wild Waves’”, DJ Funk, Kirk Fogg, Totems. Louisa – Silver Star, Cabin 1, YBK Camp, official Badminton of Seattle trainers. Maria – Marine Sci, Eastern Wa, Lax, a reunion on your Viking ship. Eric — Magic School Bus and HSM3 Jack – The promise that I won’t do a bracket next year. Lena – Baker bonding, LALA Foam, a bird wagon, and the strength to push a van up a hill. No help from Canadians. Felicia – Hamlet the Vampire Slayer, all the boys bands in the world, but mostly the Backstreet Boys. Amia – Legends of the Hidden Temple, Spear fishing, JoJo, Roslyn and LALA Foam. Baby & Ginger Spice. my coil vase. PAAJ — A nighttime spaying and countless lab love. Mari — YBK Camp, Deadlines Dances, sprinklers galore; you’ll be amazing next year. Leo — Silver Star, DC, and the election. McKay – The Spartans, carpool and birthday cards for life. Noah – Carpool, Sporcle, and many rides next year where I’m counting on you to tell Jada she forgot to lock the car. Hannah — Canada, My Milkshake, Math, Aerobics Class. Michael — Roses are red, violets are blue, the dirtiest poems I’ve written, were always with you. Jada — Remy Luca and Marge (!), The Wyoming State Fair, our apartment in Wisconsin, Tom Welling, as many memory cards full of pictures on Eric as you can handle, a pitching speed of 2 mph, Flattop, Meow Mix, and the trampoline from our Alaska house.

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Zanzig, Jane

Through the trials and tribulations of high school, my friends have been the barnarcles to my rock, sticking it through the high and low tides. In a world of hungry pirahanas, I give my body to Katie Robbins to cacoon. To 09 boys: keep it yopped. 09 girls — you are the pearl inside my oyster. Shout out to my furry woodland creatures.. keep it opalescent. Remember st. patties and hiking in las montanas. ANTICIPATE MY FUN. Fun: My anti pong. JSJDTDAMKRETCSMPLT.