I, Vy Nguyen, hereby leave the following:
To Mrs. Piris, a cardboard cut-out of yourself that you actually like and a new regionals sweepstakes win streak; to Mrs. Russell, a journalism staff with no schedule conflicts and many more All-Floridas; to Mrs. Whetstone, a chance to teach my dearest AP CoGo and your dearest AP HuG again; to Ms. Axtell, many more well-loved copies of my favorite novel, “A Thousand Acres”; to my AP Seminar TMP group, immunity against all flu strains and a 5 on the exam; to my certamen teammates, may all your shot-in-the-dark guesses be correct and may you earn full points on every toss-up and bonus question; to Maria Rabbath, 0 Teen Court rides, 0 AI allegations, and 7 stolen GIFs; to Naijah Zimmerman, free shipping on all your Zenmarket purchases; to Lydia Hilton, 10 million more GFN episodes; to Anson Books and Lorelei Patronis, freedom from long theater rehearsals and a clear path to the stars; to Kalli Hosmer, 1 million likes on every story you post and good lighting in all of your video interviews; to Grace Barry, NONE of my Minesweeper wins and ALL of my 50/50s; to my favorite underclassmen, the best slideshow to ever grace Google Slides; to Coach McNeil, endless thanks for having patience with my confusing schedule and supporting me throughout it all; and to Florida High, infinite gratitude for raising me for an unforgettable 13 years. You already KNOW who has the upper hand in this screenshot.
I, Lucas Nickerson, hereby leave the following:
To all the amazing memories with my friends and teachers at Florida High. To Sreyas “Black”, I leave you my wisdom in Battle Noodles, to many more procrastinated essays, my super chips, and a basket of bread. To Ben Sawyer, I leave you to break more games in Unity. To JJ, I grant you the power of freeze tag and a nice promotion from new-gen to old-gen. To Vikram and Tate, I leave you with the morning announcements (even though you always ran them). To CSHS, I leave my hope that you can carry the legacy just one more year. To Mr. Mayer, I leave to you 4 years of amazing memories, wacky moments, 2 unfinished games, many talks about gaming culture, and for always trusting the process and listening to both me and Taylor rant. To Mrs. Dunkelberger, I want to thank you for making math fun to learn for these past 3 years and always putting up with my off-topic rants, and I most importantly will leave you with my 13 pies after they are removed from my oven. To Dr. Mehta, I leave you all the fun we had in physics and prom committee, as well as a very beloved prom tree. To “Best Friend” Vanna, make sure to bother Harleigh while I’m gone. To Miso Soup, look after Sophia for me. And to my amazing sister, I hope that you will have as much fun as I did in high school. Enjoy every moment both inside and outside the classroom, make as many friends as you can because one day you may not know when you’ll need them, and remember at the end of the day that everything will be OK!
I, Cerys O’Callaghan, hereby leave the following:
I leave the early morning conversations that the class definitely overheard & didn’t need to hear at 8 am to Camille, the lunch trips, between class talks, the seat next to me on every field trip, the spot walking right beside me, which never failed to make my entire day to my best friend and favorite person Kinsey P, the pre-fifth period (cooldown) walks to Hunter, the rushed door dash orders and side quests for coffee to my amazing Hannah S., and I leave the late mornings, laughter and so many good memories, the drop offs and planning after school to the person I am going to miss the most and can’t wait to visit, Sam O’Callaghan (my favorite brother) Thank you so much Florida High for the past 13 years, and all of the memories and friendships I’ve made along the way.
I, Ireland O’Dell, hereby leave the following:
The AP Newton legacy to Anson Books, Colin Mudd, and Josh McPhail, along with all of our AP Classroom videos and practice exams, to future AP Newton students. To Dr. Mehta, I leave our promise to be 20% less comfortable, and to Mrs. Dunkelberger, all of the blankets for your classroom. Thank you both for my Calculus and Physics knowledge. I don’t think any other pair of teachers could have made my learning as spectacular as you two have. To future MAO Leadership, I leave you thoughts and prayers as you host our next competition. To future Latin State attendees, I leave the fun of Ludi and Universal, and the wisdom not to use the hotel phone (thank you, Mr. Bunker). To Ms Davis, I leave the glass jewelry you let me make in kindergarten. Thank you for letting me explore my love of art. To Mr. Cameron, thank you for letting us borrow your Canadian Mickey ears. We leave them with memories of an incredible journey. To Genesis Cruzado, I leave you my legacy of driving the coolest and pinkest car on campus. To Mr. Craig, I leave the knowledge of the cheese tunnels and whatever secrets they may contain. To Mrs. Piris, your support over my Latin career has been absolutely incredible, and I leave to you the awesome tri-fold that Vy and I made. Ms. Hartsfield, you have been there for me for all of my 13 years here at FSUS, and I cannot thank you enough for all of the love and support you have given me. To all future FLH students, I leave you the knowledge that the people you meet could become your lifelong friends. Looking forward to the next 4 with my core 4, love you guys.
I, Kemal Olgar, hereby leave the following:
The joy the final 3 years of high school bring to the 2029 Valedictorian and Salutatorian, Leyla and Zara Olgar. My crumbled papers and late work, submitted at the last second to Dr. Mehta. My math skills and random inclusions into classes I’ve already taken to Ms. Dio (Dunkleburger) & Mr. Bunker. The chaotic and thorough writings Mr. Engel and Ms. Axtell received for their work. At last, my prior behavioral outbursts and revisions to the administration that expected the most out of me. Thank you, Florida High.
I, Kinsey Pageau, hereby leave the following:
To the entire FLH cheer program, I leave all the memories we’ve made as well as the resilience to take on a new season. Go win it all and break the curse! To all the teachers whom I have had the pleasure to learn from, I leave the reassurance that I will carry the lessons you have taught me through everything. To Coach McNeil, Coach Helms, and Officer McLeod, I leave my gratitude for the countless little things you do that make each day at FLH better, along with the hope that future students appreciate you just as much as the class of 2026 does. To the 3rd period art table, I leave you with the expectation that you never lose your headstrong opinions, keep the debates going, and always remember that what’s said in art stays in art. To Carson Broome, I leave the ability to make everyone in a room smile, whether that be in happiness or discomfort. Please never change. I love you endlessly. To Hannah Sareini, I leave an amazing senior year and a reminder to always live in the moment; it’ll go faster than you could ever imagine. I can’t wait to cheer you on every step of the way, even at a distance. To Sam O’Callaghan, I leave my wisdom needed to take on high school. Be smart, have fun, stay hilarious. To Haidyn Pageau, I leave my legacy. I know the next 13 years of your life at Florida High will be nothing short of amazing. You’re welcome in advance for giving you the best rep with the Pageau name. I can’t wait to share my love of this school with you. Lastly, to Florida High, I leave a piece of myself. Thank you for everything.
I, Anshu Patel, hereby leave the following:
To Dr. Mehta and the NSTEM officer team, I leave you luck for Science Olympiad and my will to make States. To Mr. Mayer and the next officers of CSHS, I leave you my coding skills and love for CS. I leave my love of (Simple) math to Ms. Dunkelberger and next year’s Calc classes. I leave my chaotic writing to Mr. Engel. I leave the NSTEM Donut Booth to the Patel Lineage. I leave my will to procrastinate to both Mr. Roberts and Mr. Engel. My favorite online games to the bored individuals in classes who are not doing anything. My violin skills to both Sreyas and Pavit (though I am much worse than both of you), and to Arsh and Arna. I leave my (actually funny) humor to Pavit, Vikram, Sreyas, Connor, Kigan, Maxwell, Tate, Yoshi, Jacob, and Ben. To all the people with whom I have made inside jokes, I leave you a bag of random memories, including but not limited to: Pick up the phone, Jerry the Camel, Veggie Borger, Dump Isolation Valve, Kigan at our 2025 MPA, Carti Aura, Krav Maga, and Did u finish Schoo? I leave my Model UN skills to everyone in MUN. I leave my nonchalantness and fire fits to Sreyas. I leave the most fun, chaotic class periods to Mr. Craig. I leave all of what I mentioned before to my siblings once they can make use of it. I also leave Arsh and Arna with a journey of countless questions, asking something along the lines of “Are you Anshu’s Sibling?” I also leave all of my favorite teachers the luck to get students just like me (haha.) And finally, thank you to everyone at FSUS for making my time here absolutely unforgettable.
I, Jacob Payne, hereby leave the following:
3000 Schoolhouse Rd, or Florida High, has been home to me for the past 8 years. From the weird quiet kid in 6th grade back in 2018-2019, to the Man I am today in 2026. It’s a surreal feeling. Your first day here, you get assigned a class, a graduating class. It seems so far away, yet we all can’t wait to make it there. You get so accustomed to this life of school that one day it just sneaks up on you. It’s Senior year. I’m writing this two months before my time is over. Before I have to say goodbye to my family, who I have been inducted into. But before I say my final goodbyes, I’m going to pass a few things on. To my underclassman teammates, I give you all my positive energy. To my baby brother and lil sister, I give you both a High Five. To Izayah Vickers, Daylin Danzy, Georian Henderson, Gavin Brown, Montell Holmes, Lorenzo Henry, and Pompey, I give you all my Wear and Tear. To Malachai Payne and Mehki Thelwell, I give my aura. I give Meech and Messiah my hamstrings. Calvin Liang, Dorian, and B Sneed, my hoop talent. And lastly Jaylen, Dez, J Ruth, J Harv, lil Brad, and Jayme, my shoulders (Right shoulder in specific). Oh, and also, Bowser gets the Keys to my Ram TRX 1500 Final Edition. But all in all, thank you, FSUS, for all the milestones and timeless memories. This has been my home for almost half of my life. It’s always gonna be hard for me to say Goodbye, you underclassmen CAN NOT take this for granted. Cherish these days. You can’t get them back. One Love Florida High. Jacob Payne, 2026, signing out.
I, Helen Piris, hereby leave the following:
To my siblings, Luca and Vicky, the lifelong friendships and fun that come with growing up at FSUS. To Sloane Mildenburger and Penny Watters, the joy of growing up with FSUS Thespians. To Hilton Williamson and Zyan Ramos-Cladio, all the “big fish”, “guys”, “dolls”, all the “happiness” and “sound of music” in the world. To Mrs. Monica Broome, all the candy and fidgets I would take from your office. To Mrs. Dunkleburger, time…because of all the patience you had with me. And finally, to my best friend Carson Broome, perseverance, strength, and belief in yourself, even when times get hard.
I, Jayden Prime, hereby leave the following:
I leave Maelei Chavez with one large fry from any restaurant or fast food place of her choosing. I next leave Tate Mullins, the honor of being my favorite trumpet player. Next, Lydia Ketron, to you I leave the honor of being the best thingamadiggity and the most inspiring member of the Florida High band. To Wesley Wickboldt, I leave everything Persona-related, and to carry on the legacy of making any Persona references you can. Finally, to Javen Rogers, I leave you the ability to now hang out anytime you want, and even get a gym membership together when I move back to Tallahassee.
I, Meagan Rojas, hereby leave the following:
I appreciate and cherish the many great (and even not so great) memories that I’ve made here at Florida High. From my Royal waves shared with thee, Princess Helms, and the many fist bumps and yap seshes with Mr. Bailey. To Estrella Llovera, I leave many Dr. Peppers to fulfill your addiction, as well as many reminders that no egg is not a vegetable (I will never let you live that down)! To Leah Lowe, my one and only, I leave you many hugs because God knows how much yours are the best! To my little sister, Matthew Rojas, I leave you all of the pink, pretty princess dresses you’ll ever want and all of my Murder Mystery inventory. To Javen Rogers, twinalicious, I leave you every laugh and joke we have made together, as well as many more Pokémon cards to feed your obsession (hopefully you won’t eat them this time)! Finally, to Cheyanne and Peyton, I leave you all of the El Jaliscos queso you will ever want. To Skylar Mildenburger, I leave you many more brain-rot TikToks for us to laugh at together. Finally, to the people that I may have forgotten to mention and even the people that I may have forgotten to go mention, I leave you the will to grow and blossom into your full potential and to thrive in your own unique ways! Love you tons!
I, Alisa Rolston, hereby leave the following:
For Mrs. Dunkleburger, I leave a legacy of Olympic rolley-chair racing in the hallways and Anson’s beast mode fuel. For Dr. Mehta, I will pass down to your future students the 20% less comfortable policy and the revamped 30-second dance parties. To the future AP Newton students, I leave our two awesome moms, Dunk and Mehta. To Mr. Craig, I leave the knowledge and secrets of the very real cheese tunnels. To Mr. Cameron, thank you for allowing us to travel the world with your Canada Hat and the journey it came with. I leave Mrs. Davis a fresh pack of uneaten Lance Captain Water crackers. To Mrs. Nowak, I leave many ice cube fidgets and my legacy as SNHS President. To Coach McNeil, I leave you the chaos of my last-minute schedule changes. To every student attending Florida High, I pass down the possibility of meeting your lifelong friends; I can’t wait to spend the next 4 years with my core four! And to the senior will, I leave 15 random words to fill the word count: jeep, sedan, pizza, knee, blackberry, pretentious, egg, joker-backpack, retainer, slipping, caricature, celcius, freezing, manhole, calculator, dj-booth.
I, Katie Russell, hereby leave the following:
To De’Asia and Lydia, the hope and growth that GSA will be successful. To Hannah and Mei Lein, I leave the theater class where we did everything but our work and the following word “Domer”. The Florida High Thespians, I leave you the hope for change and respect that the performing arts truly deserve. To Anson and anyone backstage, I leave my incredibly loud voice that causes you to shout the words “quiet backstage”. To Mr. Webb, I leave my argumentative personality that you can use for the discussion of the book Lord of the Flies. To Mr. Engel, I leave weird discussions only you could understand. To the sewing club members and the sponsor, Mrs. Jones, I leave the bad sewing and horrible projects I have created. To Ms. Axtell, I leave my love for Nickel Boys and hope you share that book with future classes. To Mr. Craig (though you won’t read this), I leave long talks after class about history and politics that make me 40 minutes late. To the Kindergartners of Mrs. Jones 2025-2026 class, I leave a successful 12 years of school, and the certainty that you will do great things with your life. To my mother, one of my biggest supporters, Mrs. Russell, I leave my passion for teaching and my love for Florida High, no matter how hard it can be.
I, Elizabeth Shalley, hereby leave the following: To Sophia Mason, I leave my parking spot. I know it’s on the curb, but I believe you can beat the dumb blonde allegations and stay in the lines, Soph. To Morgan Johnston, I leave being the last Appleton 13-year club member. I’m proud of you, Smorgs! I leave my position as Dance Marathon Executive Director to Carson Broome and Lilly Traft. There is no one else I’d rather leave the leadership of this movement to. You guys are so special, and I know you will make so many miracles this next year. Don’t stop fighting for these kids; you know what is right for this organization. To Miles Presnell, I leave our hallway fist bumps and going off on tangents in DM meetings. Try not to give Lilly and Carson too hard a time. To the Branch kids, I leave our car rides and growing up at FSUS. I leave my position on FCA Leadership to the underclassmen who continue to share the Gospel and live out their faith daily. I encourage you to make it your mission for the remainder of your time here to share His name with as many people as possible (1 Timothy 4:12). Thank you, FSUS, for the past 13 years, for the place I met some of my best friends, and the place I grew up.
I, Chyleigh Sheffield, hereby leave the following:
Our lunch table to Gabby, Hannah, Ari, Annelise, Chylyne, Keke, and fellow seniors Danielle and Mya. I’ve enjoyed every moment, the laughs, the tea, even the arguments. We’ve seen it all! I’ve enjoyed seeing our little table become something so special. Keep spilling and keep me informed! My afternoon naps to my Chemistry baddies. Keke, De’asia, Olivia, Ari, and Garyn. Y’all made my year! I was worried I wouldn’t know anyone, having no idea about the laughs and tea ahead! Taking Chem as a senior wasn’t my plan, but you guys made it the highlight of my day. I couldn’t have asked for a better 7th period! Our walks to the STEM building, Chylyne and Sophie. I’ll miss the laughs and y’all making fun of my choices in music and TV. My time in Yearbook, to the freshies. Zara, your creativity is amazing, and I’m proud I was a part of your journey. Keep doing you! Evan, your passion was infectious. Never lose it, you’ll go far! Taylor and Trinity. I might not miss your comments, but I’ll miss our tea and Taylor’s TV taste! (We’re getting Boots season 2.) My time with Florida High cheer, represent! Haylie and Jailynn, I’ll miss our after-school adventures. Best roommates ever! Y’all reignited my love for cheer, and I’ll think back on every memory we shared fondly. Rhyan, I’m not sure I would’ve survived that comp season without you! I’ll miss your rants and our talks on the rides to the workout program. Kaiden, I’m so proud of you. You’re amazing, and never fail to make me laugh. I’ll miss you, nola suh! And to my sisters, Chylyne and Chyla. Our early morning rides and singing all the way home. Y’all have some big shoes to fill :))
I, Yailene Silva, hereby leave the following:
Francisco Hernandez, the memories of our daily car rides, and the endless, playful battles over the aux cord; may your future playlists always stay on point. Chloe Rojas, Mary Reiff, Ayana Paluncha, Pamela Duque, and Madi Platt, I leave you the echoes of our classroom chats that made every assignment feel like a breeze, and rest assured, Mrs. McQuigg, the work was always finished. To Mrs. Villagrana, I leave my deepest gratitude for fostering a love for our culture that I will carry with me forever. Manuel Hernandez, I leave you our legendary off-campus runs and all the best el chisme, but please try to make it to 6th period on time. To Mrs. Taylor and Ms. Fletcher, I leave the memory of my Publix runs for a Hawaiian Shaved Ice Alani whenever I needed a pick-me-up. My AP Psych family, Amariah Kelland-Green, Paloma Pittman, Eliana Williams, Carson Broome, and Hailey Blankenship retain the giggles and gossip that made every afternoon the highlight of my day. Ms. Jones, I shout out our incredible bond and thank you for always AMPing me up in math and life. Dr. Crombie, I thank you for your high standards and the bright smile that always reached my heart. Finally, to my little sister Yazlin Silva, I pass down my passion for excellence. I give you my drive to succeed in academics, extracurriculars, and athletics. I believe in you more than anyone, and I love you, boo.
I, William Simpson, hereby leave the following:
I leave the title of the chillest guy on campus to AJ Simpson. I leave all my Calculus knowledge and the responsibility of being Mrs. Dunkelberger’s favorite student to Andrew Knipple. I leave all the lunch trips to Mr. SEC himself, Miles Presnell. Lastly, I leave all my soccer skills and my haircut to The Joshua McPhail.
I, Noah Sousa, hereby leave the following:
The great memories I have made at Florida High and all the friends I’ve made over the years, from all the off-campus adventures to all the high school football games, and the noise and energy to all the sports debates with friends and classmates. To all the underclassmen, I leave my regards, wishing you all the best, as I hope you guys achieve your dreams and goals in the future. I leave my ball knowledge to Kade McLeod, Miles Presnell, Josey Johnson, and Pavit Patel. I leave to Kade McLeod and Jordan Ruth our talks in Spanish class. I pass my nonchalance to Kelian Yoshikawa. I also pass my driving skills to both of my sisters, Noelle and Layla Sousa, and to get to school on time off campus so they don’t have to deal with tardies. Overall, I wish y’all all the best as I move to my next chapter in life, and thank you, Florida State University Schools!
I, Nicholas Steibly, hereby leave the following:
To Miles Presnell, I leave my ability to throw 90 mph because I know he has always been jealous of it. To Skyler Burger, I leave the virus on my computer I found when I was searching around the internet. To Kade McLeod, I leave one million fries. To Joshua McPhail, I leave my parking spot where you can’t see the lines. I leave all of the times I was right to Christopher Copa. And last but not least, to Addison Mayernick, I leave you the entirety of Florida High. Thank you, Florida High, for the past 13 years filled with friends and memories.
I, Destini Stephens, hereby leave the following:
The many memories and experiences that I have had with people I have met over the years I have been here have been amazing memories and experiences. I’ll always remember the times I had with my 2nd period, my lil sisters, 3rd period Art and debate class, and 7th period with my little brothers and lil adopted sisters Imani and Jayla, and coaches that treated me like a daughter of their own. I will truly miss being on the sidelines saying my favorite defense chant: Ayeeee, yooooo. Moneyyyy Downnnn”. The laughs that I had with Dr. WC and his fatherly advice for what we should do after high school, Ms. Axtell and her motivational words for us to keep trying in high school and all the way through life, Mrs. Russell and Mr.Webb pushing me, and making sure that I was never going to give up when I wanted to. All the other teachers that I have had in my years at Florida High, I want to say thank you for all of the positive words that you have given me. I’m thankful for all of the friendships that I have made with people while I was at Florida High. I do leave this advice to our future class: make sure that you’re prepared for anything that comes your way, and when you go off to college, enjoy life, but work hard. I thank everyone for helping me get to this point in my life; on to the next chapter, thank you again, Florida High, for everything.
I, Ava Taylor, hereby leave the following:
All of the amazing memories I have made along the way. To my friends, I leave you our inside jokes, late-night talks, and all the laughs that got us through the years. Don’t forget me when y’all get famous. To my brother Drystan, I leave you my place in the family hierarchy. High school goes by fast, even when you don’t realize it, so make the most of it and don’t waste it trying to be perfect. To Kinleigh Williams, I leave all of our memories, from prank calls and hangouts all the way to the boring grocery runs just to spend time together (even though they were never really boring).To Carson Broome, I leave all the sips of Dr. Pepper the world could provide. To Ms. Axtell, I leave the past four years of yearbook class. You have taught me so much and have helped me get through high school. From serious talks to joking around, you never fail to make my day amazing, and I am forever grateful for you. To Mrs. Antonoplos, I leave our amazing CNA class. I will forever cherish all of the moments and memories I made throughout the year. To Mr. Cameron, I leave you the joy and whimsy of seeing me around campus. To Coach Godwin, I leave you all the jokes over the years, and I pray for the downfall of anyone who disrespects the T-God. For all the teachers I’ve had in the past, I leave my appreciation and gratitude for all y’all have done, and my apologies for all my late work. And finally, I leave a little piece of myself in all the memories made during my time at Florida High.
I, John Taylor, hereby leave the following:
The amazing times I’ve had here at Florida High, saying hi to every teacher every day, and to the students who made life here a little exciting. To all the underclassmen, my beloved bass drum number 4. Drum skills to Emory in 9th grade, My lunch seat to any underclassman who wants it. My percussion skills to Alea and Emory in 9th grade. My annoying personality to Ethan in 9th grade, my niceness to every new student that walks through these halls for all time. Finally, my sarcastic voice to Ethan in 9th grade, who will make me proud. Thank you, Florida State University Schools.
I, Tyson Terry, hereby leave the following:
Jadon, all my chores, and hopefully none of my athletic ability. You’ll figure it out on your own, just don’t get in trouble, be smart, not stupid. To Yoshi, I give ownership of the Legacy Empire. Continue the tradition of greatness, championships, etc. Keep Keaton and Jase in check, because they need to be kept in check. And you better make States AND Worlds next year. I expect a banner when I come back. To the Lego League kids, y’all are all gonna do great things, just keep going with it and stay focused. STAY FOCUSED. You’ll make states again. To the parks and rec basketball goons (you know exactly who you are), I leave my basketball skills, because anything will help y’all out. Also, I leave the hope that you get another good ref or at least become that good ref. The city needs it, and it pays pretty well. To the Bowdens, I leave Gabby the ability to drive at least somewhat decently, Hannah, I leave my off-campus pass so you can get your own food, and BB, keep messing with your sisters for me. I leave Dr. Mehta the use of the phrase “robot brain,” Bunker, my very legit and totally existing tardy slips. “Dream as if you’ll live forever, live as if you’ll die today.” Jermaine Cole.
I, Domingo Tuckler, hereby leave the following:
Leave the great memories I have made here at Florida High for the past 12 years. To my O-Line Guys, I leave the FPU Legacy to Josey Johnston, Blake Norris, Chase Andrews, and Micah Deem. To Theo Neff and Brady Hickman, I leave our talks on the sidelines during practice and pregame meals. To Joshua McPhail, I leave our intellectual talks with Mr.Cameron and the great memories we’ve made. To Miles Presnell and Chris Copa, I leave our great adventures and side quests. To current and future Student Council members, I leave my enthusiasm and the great friendships I’ve made. To Skylar Burger, I leave our good share of laughs we’ve had. And lastly, to my brother Jacob Tuckler, I leave the Tuckler family name we have instilled here at Florida High in hopes you continue to strive for success. Thank you, Florida State University Schools!
I, Claire Waterman, hereby leave the following:
To Ella Fleck, the missing blackberry, a promise of a birthday acapella group, my thanks to your mom’s cooking, and decoration for our dorm room at FSU. To Anson and Lorelei, I give you the role of having the hardest senior year schedule. To MAO, my love for calculus, a humbleness for not being able to answer practice SAT questions, and my hope to one day place in a team round. To the future Latin Club historian, the task of singing for the club video and making a scrapbook in 24 hours. I give my apologies to Coach McNeil for having to put up with my course request changes. To Mrs. Griffis, endless thanks for being the best teacher I’ve ever had, inspiring my love for music, and challenging me every day to be my best self. To Dr. Mehta and Mrs. Dunkelberger, thank you for being such amazing STEM teachers and role models. And to upcoming Newton students: good luck.
I, Meredith Waterman, hereby leave the following:
Claire Waterman, my apologies for making us late, and thank you for all the time you spent doing my schoolwork. To Colin Mudd, a million lunch dates at FSU and the passenger seat in my car. To the band, my encouragement to keep pursuing band throughout your whole life, and my thanks for letting me be your band and woodwind captain. To the future band/woodwind captain, the tasks of coming up with the best skit to maintain our title and keeping the rest of the marching band in check. To Tri-M, the map to the Tri-M poster, so you never have to make one again. To the kids in the orchestra, the best of luck in finding the rest of the flat pictures. And lastly, many, many thanks to Mrs. Griffis for pushing the band and me to be the very best we could be. I’m looking forward to seeing the future of the FSUS band program.
I, Addison Wingate, hereby leave the following:
All of the great memories I’ve had at Florida High, from the mornings I just simply walk into the gate, or being greeted by my past teachers from elementary. To all my great teachers, such as Mrs. Rosenbaum, Mrs. Piris, Mrs. Axtell, & more. Thank you! To all of my friends. I leave all of the energy drinks in the world to Estrella Llovera. To Maxwell Corley, I leave a coconut Red Bull, and to all my friends I made in Latin these past two years, such as Zoey Gelabert, Afolayemi Ibilaiye, Andrew McIlroy & Nadia Griffin, I leave all of my Latin knowledge, my country shirts, and my Alanis! Thank you, Florida State University Schools.
