the
Journal
Senior Issue
June 2011
By and for the seniors of Guilderland Central High School
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Senior Journal Staff, 2010-2011 Back (l-r): Katherine Bickmore, Abby Levy, Gregory Barber, Rory Carroll, James McQuade Middle (l-r): Devon Gingrich, Meghan Bodo, Anastasia Mazur, Haejin Hwang, Aimee Denn Front (l-r): Libby Gioia, Beatrice Malsky, Michael Marcantonio
A Letter From the Editor High school is almost over with and I’m not sad. OK that’s a lie, I’m a little sad, but I’m so happy to be going to college and to be done with this part of my life. I keep having what if thoughts about spending another year in high school, and I’m beside myself; I don’t know what I’d do if I had to repeat my senior year. I can confidently say that I’m ready to leave Guilderland High School and embark on new adventures in college. To be honest, I did enjoy myself at GHS. Guilderland is a wonderful school district, and I’m honored that I was a part of it. I loved being a Dutchman and I will always be part of the Red Sea. I will miss coming to the Friday night football games, decked out in red and white, rooting for my fellow classmates. I will miss seeing all of my friends on a
daily basis, awkwardly smiling or saying “hi” in the hallways. Surprisingly I will miss working on The Journal every month, always pressured when deadline arrived (I actually liked the pressure around deadline because I got work accomplished in those situations). But I think the biggest thing I’ll miss are the teachers. I can’t recall a teacher I strongly disliked. I will admit that I liked some better than others, but I’m very fortunate for all the talented teachers I’ve had. Some of them are truly the nicest people I’ve ever met and I want to thank them for shaping who I am and what I will become. One of the main reasons I am sad about leaving is because I won’t be able to see them next year. When I first entered high school I thought I’d have all the freedom I’d want. False. This wasn’t true and I soon realized
it. All of the rules GHS has, like needing a pass to go see a teacher and needing a pass to go out to your car were just straight out ridiculous. And by the time senior year came around, I couldn’t have cared less about anything else. Never again will I have to ask to go to the bathroom, never again will I need a pass to go see a teacher, and never again will I have to do some of the tedious, useless assignments teachers would give out. Along with my happiness of leaving GHS rules behind, I am happy to be leaving Guilderland as well. Driving up and down Western Avenue everyday has gotten very repetitive. I need to go someplace where I can’t name every pizza place AND ice cream store in town. I’ve lived here for all of my life and I think it’s necessary that I experience a different
way of living next year. I can’t wait to get out of Guilderland because, I have to say it, sometimes yerrrrr beat. Writing this was a lot harder than I thought it would be because as much as I complain and say I’m happy to leave, I am going to miss this school and community. I realized that come graduation day, I will be saddened with the fact that I will be leaving everything I’ve known to start a new journey. I’m scared and nervous, but at the same time, I’m excited and ready. I will miss Guilderland High School, and I genuinely mean that. I want to congratulate the Class of 2011, I love ya and hopefully I’ll see you before a reunion. Michael Marcantonio Co-Editor-in-Chief
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Actual Senior Journal Staff, 2010-2011
A Letter From the (Other) Editor Dear Senior Class of 2011,
Reflection #1: I should have read Kurt Vonnegut sooner. This is less ridiculous as a reflection on four full years of life if you’re familiar with how much of a genius Mr. Vonnegut actually is. And yet some of my favorite advice from him is so blindingly simple it could be put in a cutesy font and surrounded with flowers and framed in a cabin bathroom: “I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, ‘If this isn’t nice, I don’t know what is.’”
nate enough to have a natural command of English, the lingua franca of today’s international business, science, and technology. Over 95% of our class is going to college. Our lives are at the edges of a bottleneck— from this point onwards, our worlds are only going to get exponentially bigger. On the whole, the Class of 2011 has been granted privileges inaccessible to large portions of the world. It’s our humble responsibility to allocate a little brainspace for appreciation. Simply living in middle-to-upper-middle-class suburbia gives us a fairly large responsibility to give back to the world, and the first step towards that is stepping back every so often and recognizing how nice our lives can be.
Accordingly, Reflection #2: In the large scale of Everything-with-a-capital-E, Guilderland is a pretty great place. We’re all lucky enough to live in the richest nation in the world. We are fortu-
Reflection #3: I should have watched Annie Hall sooner. As the movie wraps up, the esteemed Mr. Allen ruminates: “This guy goes to a psychiatrist and
For this final Journal issue I have just a few reflections I would like to share with you all.
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says, ‘Doc, uh, my brother’s crazy; he thinks he’s a chicken.’ And, uh, the doctor says, ‘Well, why don’t you turn him in?’ The guy says, ‘I would, but I need the eggs.’ Well, I guess that’s pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y’know, they’re totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and... but, uh, I guess we keep goin’ through it because, uh, most of us... need the eggs.” Which leads me to Reflection #4: High School ultimately taught me how little I know about the world, and I am ok with that. Parts of high school were totally irrational and crazy and absurd, but now it’s official: all of our high school stories have already happened. If you didn’t catch that star touchdown, you never will. If you dreaded finding a lunch table each and every day, stop dreading. It’s over. For some of us, these last four years will turn out to have been the best times of our life. For others, they will have been the
worst. That set of awkward tenses reveal a strange truth: it’s over, but we don’t yet know what it meant. Interpretation can be left for the future. We have our whole lives to put this all into context. Underclassmen who may be reading this, my advice to you is to go consume the above media and more as soon as possible. It’s one of the best ways to make the world bigger. Keep your mind and eyes open and your mouth closed more often than not. Other than that, you have to find your own way within the relatively narrow lines of high school life. Fellow seniors, I hope you find something of some sort of sentimental value in the next sixteen or so pages. Thank you for a great high school experience. I really needed the eggs. Keep in touch, Beatrice Malsky Co-Editor-in-Chief
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Milestones endings, & beginnings Bernadette Javier, Senior
Walking away from all of this – the high school friends, the attentive guidance, the carefree times – it’s monumental. We take one last glance at everything we have worked on for the past thirteen years of our education and the remaining sparks of our ignited memories suddenly
We have tiptoed through this high school together as the innocent freshmen lost in the wide open sea... force us back to every milestone we’ve ever reached. It has been a long, vigorous challenge to shrug off the bad grades, to ignore the tainted words directed towards us, and to dig ourselves out of sticky situations. It’s difficult to comprehend that we’re so close to walking away from all of it now. I can still remember the first day of high school where my biggest problem had been trying to avoid ultimate annihilation when the six-foot-five football players squeezed through the hallways. I still remember the week long bomb threats that haunted our school during freshman year, which essentially had us sitting on the scorching football field for the majority of the afternoon as they searched the school. I remember the bonfires and the late night sports games. Oh the memories! We have tiptoed through this high school together as the innocent freshmen lost in the wide open sea, as dignified sophomores more familiar with the unwritten rules, as self-assured juniors strained with the responsibility of making our names glisten outstandingly to our desired colleges, and finally, as mighty seniors with the apathetic struts. Being in this building, to say the least, is the most exhausting job a kid could ever have. But finally, this journey we’ve been on together is slowly slipping through our very fingers. The physical, mental, and emotional
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strain throughout my experiences here has provoked a myriad of fights, whines, and tears. We have changed so much since our timid freshmen year, yet the one thing that has not changed is our ability to withstand anything that came our way. We went through the overwhelming pressures of college applications with as much tears as the Niagara Falls display. We have fought through those unforgiving project due dates, impossible exams, witty teachers, assertive hall monitors, dramatic friends, and of course, we fought off the unavoidable black plague that never fails to infect every senior – the dreaded senioritis, which the only known cure, I’ve heard, is the short walk across the stage on graduation day. For four years, we survived this school together; as a class, as teammates, as friends, and as family. If we could break every clock and halt every season from arriving, maybe we could stay in this moment of bliss and triumph together for as long as we could. We have gotten so used to the daily routines of arriving at school in the morning and fooling around with friends in the hallway in between classes that it’s overwhelming to even think
It’s almost frightening to think that high school is the ultimate prelude to the rest of our lives. of doing something different. We have waited for this moment all our lives – the chance to finally be free and venture the unknown world on our own. But now that it’s here, how can we even begin to predict what will come next? It’s almost frightening to think that high school is the ultimate prelude to the rest of our lives. We’ve been pampered and fussed over and steered towards every possible path. But now, we’ve reached the end of our childhood. And on graduation day, we’ll walk away with the memories that we will never forget and a family that we will always cherish.
Sunsets,
sentimentality,
& exhaustion Michael Diana, Senior It was an unfortunate hour: seven o’ clock. It was far too early to be awake, certainly far too early to be at school. I got off the bus, sleepwalking despite the bitter shock of cold air, and stepped into the teeming mass that was my peers. Even in my delirium I couldn’t help but notice how the building stood silhouetted against the sunrise, couldn’t help but realize that there was bound to be some grand aesthetic value here to appreciate. It might have been in how the sky chocked with clouds burned in shades of crimson and gold, or maybe in how the lights glowed warmly in the otherwise imposing edifice. Or perhaps I’m just excessively sentimental and need more sleep. In any case I could only take a superficial register of its beauty, knew I couldn’t afford to stand around enjoying the view, chasing intangibles. I had places to be or rather, places to find, it was my first day at Guilderland High School after all. So, comforted and glad for my seemingly mundane experience, I shouldered my backpack and kept on walking toward a new chapter in my life. Its funny how that very first morning, a scenario I would relive –apathetically-
hundreds of times over, would come to characterize my experience at GHS. One might imagine high school to be a chore, an experience wholly unworthy of prolonged reflection. And while I have done my fair share of watching the clock, I have also had a great deal of fun. I’ve met friends to laugh and commiserate with me, met teachers who’ve challenged and inspired me and made fond memories that will long outlive the not-so-fond ones (I admit there were a few). More often than not I would stop myself to realize that- despite tests and papers (and more tests) - I hadn’t a care in the world. But even for all that, even now, I feel as though I haven’t had the time to gain more than a superficial registry of all that Guilderland has to offer. Surely I would’ve needed more than four years to do so. Again I find myself struggling to articulate the intangible comfort I feel at Guilderland and again, just as I did on my very first day, I realize I have little time for sentimentality. A new chapter in my life has begun and all I can do now is face it head on, ever thankful for the chapter I’m about to conclude here at Guilderland High School.
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Couches, camels, & blissing Andrew Federov, Freshman I’ve only really learned one thing this year, and that is a pleasant way to live. In high school the mandate, it seems, is that you do everything worrying about what colleges will think of it. This goes against how you should live. If you follow the mandate you will be flushed into a world of melancholic apathy. The image of a college admissions board is one of a group of elderly conservative people who wear corduroy coats with off-color patches and wide rim glasses. They dictate the camel race of life. If you get bored, shoot the camel, drain its water into a bottle and walk in a more interesting direction. That’s the right way to live. This morning, in an old apartment building in Pine Hills, where once resided Thatcher, but now my grandparents live, I went upstairs to see their beatnik neighbor. He used to be Greg, but now he calls himself Tony. I wanted to give him a Tommy Dorsey record and to ask if he had a copy of Romeo and Juliet, which I needed to write an essay on Mercutio. But I had forgotten my copy in that traitorous whirlpool called a locker, which at the worst moment takes from me all I find value in, but I won’t worry until it swallows a human. Tony duped me into watching a video about the ryhmes of Cassius Clay. I had planned to write one of these but I thought “if I get it done, it’s an extra article and if I don’t, well, nobody was going to read it anyway.” After the video was over he told me that the only edition of Shakespeare he had was a 70 pound book. I was a little disapointed but he suggested “Why don’t we go to the library?” We started walking down the street toward the library with Tony’s shitsu, Franky, and saw a upon a patch of grass between the sidewalk and the road a couch and a table. We sat down and after a few minutes and decided “forget the
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library, this couch is comfortable”. The verb to describe the hour and a half we had on that couch talking as cars drove by and honked and we toasted them with
Standing in the pouring rain, in flip flops, shorts, and a hoodie, I realized that, though this was the right way to live, I’d probably catch pneumonia. cups full of lemonade can be found in Russian, and roughly translated it would be something like blissing. When he felt the first tiny droplets of the evil rain to come Tony decided that it was worth it to bring the table up to his apartment before it started raining hard. When we came back to the couch there was a dark stranger. We asked him if he wanted the couch. He confirmed our suspicions. We three made our struggle in the general direction which the stranger pointed, lifting the couch until we could stand to hold it no longer and switched places with the man holding the pillows. The couch dragged in the general direction the stranger, named Al, pointed in until he mentioned that he lived about 20 minutes away. We stopped under a tree and it was raining pretty hard by now. We stood for about half an hour with thumbs outstretched towards any pick-up truck that passed. Standing in the pouring rain, in flip flops, shorts, and a hoodie, I realized that, though this was the right way to live, I’d probably catch pneumonia.
Football, expectations, & stress Nina Obwald, Sophomore
It is really hard to believe that I’m halfway done with high school. Freshman year seems like just yesterday, and the beginning of this year seems only to be five hours ago. It was definitely a year of greater expectations. Our teachers expected more out of us, our peers expected more out of us, and I think we expected more out of ourselves. Next year we will be upperclassmen, and the year after that, seniors. I know it’s a big shock, at least for me, that there is only two more years before leaving GHS for college. The increase in the amount of work was one of the hardest parts about sophomore year. Deadlines were stricter, tests were harder, and I spent a lot more time on homework. It was difficult to adjust at first, but by the third week of September, spending more than an hour on homework became a normal thing. Of course, my old habit of procrastinating did not help to reduce the amount of work. Many advisories were spent doing last minute homework before chemistry or math, not to mention the infinite number of textbook pages my global teacher gave us to read. Next year will probably mean double the amount of work, but I’m up for the challenge.
Even with all the work, there was still time for fun. It was my second year attending school traditions like the Cultural Fair, Friday night football games, and it was my first year seeing the school play and Guilderland Gold. For some reason, school events are sometimes labeled as lame, but that is a word I would never use to describe them. School events give you a chance to hang out with your friends and see what your classmates are capable of. Amazing dancers, athletes, and actors walk by us in the hallway everyday. The amount of talent at Guilderland is incredible and that is something I’m glad I got to witness myself this year. As the end of the year gets closer, my stress level has begun to rise. Final projects and tests are always in the back of my mind. The number of days until Regents Week is alarmingly small and, in a way, I feel like a freshman again, scared to death of failing one or more of my final tests. It is hard to stay calm when there’s so much work still to be done but less than a month of school left to do it all. My time as a sophomore is running out more quickly than I would like, but looking back on the year, I am proud to say that it was a fantastic year.
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APUSH, cliques, & ambitions Haewon Hwang, Sophomore I entered sophomore year thinking I could breeze through it. I didn’t plan on any of my classes being too hard and I really looked forward to making friends with more people and basically just “chilling” out. On the contrary, this year came, quite frankly, as a wake up call. First of all, I had signed up for the hardest course this year. I can easily say AP European History dominated my life. I would spend three or more hours a day reading the textbook, memorizing it, and then getting the worst grades I ever received. I spent months figuring out which way was the best way to study for this, but nothing proved to worked. This ended with me becoming upset and super stressed out. I lost a lot of sleep, but I am glad I worked so hard. I proved to myself that I could work that hard. I can succeed if I really wanted to. “Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars,” was always a quote that I thought sounded pretty. It was “deep” and sounded cool, but it was just another inspirational quote. This year, however, I figured it out. Set your goals high. If you do, there’s always a chance of achieving them. When they’re low, there’s a higher chance of achieving your goals, but the potential for more is blocked off. When I was down, and told myself that I couldn’t do this, I couldn’t do that, my mom would say- set your goals high, even if they seem unreasonable, and work towards them. I am the co-vice president of my class (2013) along with another student. I can’t say we worked together much this year though. We both held the title, we campaigned together, and we worked hard for class events. Yes, our class did reach success, but I can’t say much communication went on between us. It marks
a significant falling out for me, and I hope the next campaign- that is promising to look tumultuous- will go smoothly. In my elementary years, I was introverted and didn’t talk much. In middle school, seventh grade marked the year when everybody changed- for better and for worse. I went through a confused stage: who were my friends? Who can I trust? What does it mean to be popular? I decided to reshape myself for eighth grade. I built up my confidence and tried to find a means of figuring out my own style. I didn’t let social problems get in the way of work, and I developed a close knot of friends. Things changed so much in my freshman year. I was put in honors classes and I lost touch with some of my friends. When one doesn’t have classes with another at GHS, it seems really hard to keep up that relationship. A common ground isn’t so common anymore, and two people drift apart. That happened to about 90% of my friends from middle school. Cliques formed (quite distinctly) and I had to find myself a new knot. I did, and I was happy again. This year, I am very content with my friends. It’s not a huge bubble of people, but these are people I’ve come to trust with anything. When somebody asks me how my sophomore year was, I respond: it was boring. It was busy, mainly just a lot of work, but nothing really happened. And that’s true. For me, this year, it was all work, no fun. My sister went through the college application process, and I’ve come to realize that what I do today, tomorrow, the next year, will determine my life. I am holding these days precious, and I am working hard. I really do hope that my results reflect my means.
Checklists, colleges, & Bram Bram Peterson, Junior Junior year is just about over, and I am quite happy. As I expected, it was the hardest year of school I had ever experienced. This makes sense, seeing that grades tend to get harder as the numbers get bigger, but still- it’s junior year. It’s just thought of as “that year” where you need to get your act together and do work because you’re not going to be in
Junior year is kind of like a neverending checklist, where you cross off one thing and the next three show up on the horizon. high school much longer. It was that year when you kind of wake up and think “I won’t be here in two years,” and it’s kind of scary. I don’t know what I want to do with my life; I don’t even know what elective I want to take senior year. Junior year is kind of like a neverending checklist, where you cross off one thing and the next three show up on
the horizon. Congrats, the SAT is over, get ready for the ACT. Oh good job, now study for that AP test that you have. Wait you have two of those, have fun with that. Did you remember to take your SAT Subject Tests too? Don’t forget to keep your grades up, colleges are watching. But be well rounded too, those extracurriculars look good on that application. Oh, and if you feel like it go visit some colleges too. And learn to drive and get your license. And get your community service hours in, need those. Oh, don’t forget to have a life too, that’s kind of important. Some classes watch movies and play kickball while others assign practice Regents every class, but one way or another every class begins to wind down this time of year. Whether their teachers are burying them with review sheets or just trying to get them to show up for class, summer is the main thing on the minds of most juniors. A well-deserved reprieve from waking up at six in the morning, five days a week and coming home with a backpack full of homework. Summer will be fun, but the checklist will still be in the back of my mind. College is still right around the corner, and sooner than later I’ll be back on the road visiting campuses, filling out applications and trying to find the essence of “Bram” into a five hundred word essay. This should be fun. But there will be plenty of time to stress about going to college next year. Now I can just say goodbye to junior year, hello to summer, and see you later to all my stresses for a while.
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Whisker, Mittens, & bridges
Justina Liu, Freshman
High school began on the second day in first period geometry. She laid down code of conduct, and then swept the classroom for names, grades and some characteristics not meeting the eye. Descriptions were crisp and dead end conversations. I have two cats. Ah. Names? Whisker and Mitten. Mitten is a short hair. Twenty five students outlined their life stories, and those of feline friends. I dropped an invisible penny into the imaginary wishing well and made a silent plea for lessons to start. Scandalous, I know. Our first unit was logic. If logic starts now, then we will finish in a school year minus one day. Very logical. Upperclassmen with under eye circles and callused fingers—walking, breathing epitomes of the fruit high school bears. And freedom? It can keep its freedom. This was to me the beginning of a battle,
set to prolong too long, a victory to remain standing in the end among others, or without. Then, the soldier too the first fall. “And after a test, it is not in your interest to tell the other class what’s on it. When it comes down to class rank and colleges, the margin between those above and below you will be a tenth of a point.” She cleared her throat and continued, “Look around, these people are competitors in the very end.” The bell rang and I glanced at the master of Whisker and Mitten. Indeed, some things fail to meet the eyes. Tennis season came to a close in the second week of October. Practice was daily after school, and on occasion the cross country team would run by the courts. We would then become a herd of grazing cattle, they, galloping gazelles. But despite the mellowness of the sport, the weight of my tweed tote and its contents became apparent within a week after cessation of play. I traded in the navy bag for an aquamarine Timber-
land backpack. Aquamarine was still in season then. And in the Timberland were the to do’s, should do’s, and haven’t done’s, that moved rhythmically with my fatigued figure. I fantasized about leaving it, perhaps under a tree, somewhere in Bethlehem, in Bethlehem, Palestine for that matter! And that some poor person would find it and the contents within would become theirs. I treaded on, like a soldier would stride with his bag, because in it were the necessities for his survival, or at least that’s what they told him. I began the New Year with a new backpack, Swiss Army this time. The left strap on the Timberland had ripped, robbing it of any preference over my original tote. It was black, masculine, and rather ugly, but it freed my eyes from my old carry’s blue tint, which bore a disturbingly strong resemblance to the grade speed background. The toughness, brutality, and intensely studious aura— the way it told school to suck it—especially satiating. With a companion on my back, I strolled the halls for three weeks leading up to midterms with a determination to be reach, be, academic perfection. Like a soldier. Get the enemy before he gets you.
I wanted to consume myself with school. I didn’t know it had already begun consuming me. I remained faithful to my Swiss, even more so to the contents within. I was on a fast track, one track, one stop, train to success. It never occurred to me that a train would run out of fuel. What did trains run on anyone? I hadn’t a clue. So I threw in everything I had. I gasped for air. The air was toxic. But, were these not the fumes of excellence? And then the little soldier realized, she’d gotten on the wrong train. Dad why is it so hard? And she cried herself a river. If you loved me you’d home school me! Built herself a bridge. What do you mean I’m building my own mountains? Watched the smoky clouds clear from the summit. And prayed to God that no one steps on that train.
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Hitchhiker’s Guide to
the
Class of 2011
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Undecided % are on a major
33 15
are majoring in Engineering
are entering employment
3 33
are joining the military
are majoring in Biology
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staying in % are New York State
are attending HVCC
Switzerland
Korea
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moving to % are New England
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Road races, Chipotle, & the ZZZ’s Julianne Legnard, Junior Go straight at the walk-in. Dodge to the left at Powderpuff. Stop at the bubble sheet… now park. Much to the dismay of many newly-licensed juniors, there is no GPS to help you coast through GHS. In fact, the road race to graduation would not be complete without the up-hill sprint that is 11th grade. At year’s end we’re all nearing the point of collapse…as well as the winner’s circle. After summiting the peak, our award is a hard-earned diploma. Though our schedules are filled with AP’s and SAT’s, 11th graders at Guilderland are lacking on the ZZZ’s. As the Regents curriculum picks up the pace, tasks are packed into our A-Pads like freshmen in the lobby. Life becomes a balancing act; the typical teen juggles a DBQ essay, a Spanish project, a Chemistry quiz and the almighty road test in any given week. Admittedly, I’ve spent many late nights dozing off at my desk and fending off a premature case of senioritis. My flash drive is now on the brink of overflow, and McManus notes are bursting the seams of my backpack. Yet despite these side effects of academic overload, the knowledge I’ve gained has given me strength, nourishing my mind in preparation for the future. Often while mapping out the course of our future, many of us encounter a fork in the road. Which path are we going to choose for our lives? After numerous guidance meetings, talks with teachers
and perhaps some early college visits, many juniors have begun to explore new possibilities. But for those still feeling lost, be it known that 11th grade is not a lone hike up the pike. Thankfully, we are accompanied by our classmates along the trek; together we cram for exams, fawn over university lawns, and vent about the drama that we’re soon to leave behind. These same companions also accompany us on the enjoyable pit-stops to graduation. Whether you’re a homecoming fan amidst the Red Sea at last, or a Varsity Dutchman finally fighting under the lights, junior year is a time of social growth and experience. This year, we sported class shirts to show off our first day swag, no longer held back by underclassmen jitters. This year, we transformed Chipotle into 2012 headquarters, meeting up for hearty laughs and burritos with our buds. This year, lunchtime banter turned to plans for the prom, where Guilderland guys looked spiffy in their tuxes, escorting trendy ladies in tones of tan. With our cheeks still sore from photo ops and hands still cramped from essays, we wave goodbye to the senior class as they venture beyond the peak. Although in the long run we too will be heading in different directions, for now let’s rejoice in scaling the hill. Although junior year took us for quite a loop, it’s finally our turn on top.
Highlights, choices, & pegboards Isaac Malsky, Freshman
A long time ago (it seems a lifetime) I remember being in second grade and looking up at the giant sixth graders who came back to see their elementary school teachers from years before. Like most of my memories from more than a couple years ago, it seems out of focus, as if viewed through old glasses. Finishing a year of high school feels just like trying to think back on years-old memories. Most of the year is difficult to recall, but small aspects seem to be superimposed on a much larger memory like highlights in a thousand-page paper. I’m not saying that the year went by so quickly or another cliché sentiment because honestly, it was a lot of work. There were days that went by without any sleep, but they only made the weekends more refreshing. In a year of classes it’s impossible to remember everything. All that can be recalled are little snippets of reality augmented with wishful thinking. Every once in a while a moment is recalled in perfect clarity but more often than not, it is only the true turning points that are remembered. At the end of each year we are constantly reminded of how time is running out, but not necessarily in
a negative way. I always imagined high school as just one big carnival game where you drop a ball down a vertical board with pegs for it to bounce off of. It is impossible to predict which slot the ball will ultimately end up in, and yet its path is determined by the obstacles it meets on the way down. In high school, our final destination is determined by each individual choice, or peg, we meet. It is impossible to predict the effect of the choices that we make, but down the line, each can make a profound impact. Looking back on the year, all I can do is hope I made the right choices, hoping I didn’t miss an opportunity that would have changed my life. But in truth, looking back serves no purpose. Absolutely nothing will come of analyzing every action that I’ve made in the last nine months. And for that I am grateful that my memory isn’t crystal clear. Who would want to live life saddled down by the evergrowing knowledge of the mistakes that one has made? I for one would rather spend my time looking forward into the future and hoping that the carnival game of life isn’t rigged.
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Costa Rica,
cross country,
&
high five races
Dev Gingrich, Senior With only days left until graduation, I look back on the past four years with mixed feelings. Looking at senior year alone, so much has changed since the first day sticker frenzy, and after a year of way too many hours dedicated to talking about college, I can’t wait to finally get there. But as excited as I may be to finally live life as a full-time Bearcat, there are certainly some things from high school that I’ll miss--most of all, the people, and, for good or bad, an endless list of unforgettable memories and moments. Despite all of its low points, I can honestly say that I really enjoyed high school. Yes, of course there’s pointless drama, annoying people, and stupid classes, but at the same time, if you push past all that there are some solid things to be taken away from the experience. Over the years I’ve had a few fantastic teachers, and as nerdy as it sounds, they are a part of some of my favorite memories. I mean, how could I honestly forget jamming out to oldies during labs with Mr. Arnold, or high intensity high five races before Mr. Renaud’s tests, or hard core bird watching in 11X? I can only hope that I have many more moments like those to come. While I’m fairly certain everyone can agree that Guilderland isn’t exactly the most exciting place in the world, I’ve been able to find people and things to do that make everyday life not quite as painfully
mundane. I guess I’ve never been the kind of person who’s had (or wanted to have) a set group of friends, and that has made me so happy. I feel like I’ve been able to form a nice variety of friendships--from best friends since elementary school to friendships only formed a few months ago--but regardless, I know there is a select handful of people that I’m really going to miss seeing every day next year. High school finally gives you the opportunity to find things that you really love doing and, if you put forth the energy, really get into them. Surprisingly enough for me, traveling became a huge passion of mine. Going on the trips to Costa Rica and the Mediterranean Coast were amazing, and they meant all the more to me when they helped me land my first job at Mickey D’s. Just this year, joining Cross Country was literally the best decision I’ve ever made and just proves that it is always possible to find something new to love--you just need to look. High school can be a pretty bad experience if you just decide to just stay in your group of friends, go to the same parties every weekend, and take the same boring classes, but who knows? All I know is that regardless of its rep, I’ve had some great times and found some amazing people in high school.
Bitter, sweet, & tired Libby Gioia, Senior Bittersweet is how I would describe senior year, a time filled with bitter fights between people who have been placed in the same building for 12 years, bitter memories coming back to haunt us as we forgot the lessons that we were supposed to have learned, and bitter tears as we say goodbye to one another and take our separate paths that probably won’t intersect after high school. Sitting at the top of the food chain, we enjoyed the sweet taste of power-running the Red Sea, clogging up the senior hallway simply because we could, and being allowed into the senior lounge. We showed the school that we were here to leave a legacy. Tired is another word that I would use to describe the school year. We were all tired of having to do work and thought senior year would be a breeze--and it was, but not until April. Before then we had homework, tests to study for, college apps that needed to be finished, and sports to play. Basically, junior year ended nearly a year too late. (Good luck, Class of 2012…) We’re still tired, even though most of us have checked out. We’re tired of report cards being sent home (because by fourth quarter, who bothers doing homework
anymore, let alone showing up to school for a full five days?). Classes deemed unnecessary by the college-bound student body slowly melt away as fewer and fewer bother to show up--especially if they were first or fourth block. The day consists of only second and third block for a fourth quarter senior High school seems like it shouldn’t be over yet, but we are so glad that it is. Not that GHS is a bad place to be at, but the stories and the weekend experiences of college have made us more than ready to leave the halls of high school and move on to bigger and better things. High school has taught us the basics of how to get things done, and how to do our best with minimal sleep. The real challenge is what awaits us. Senior year has seemed to speed up and slow down at certain points along the way, and all of us have had college in the back of our minds since the last first day we came to school. Leaving the school will be sad (though more so for some than for others), but will more likely be exciting for everyone as we leave to go on and have more adventures than we could have ever imagined.
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Lunch dates,
Pinnies, the Red Sea, & community Dustin Maguire, Senior
We began our final year together on an early September morning. Gathered in the back lot, we represented our Dutchmen pride by sporting the infamous “Senior Pinnie”. Throughout the fall, the Red Sea gathered on Friday nights to support the football team in typical Dutchmen fashion. The Red Sea’s shining moment came when we silenced the 7,000 Shen fans at their homecoming. Moving through the winter and spring, Senioritis ravaged our seniors like the plague, but we never lost our Dutchmen spirit. We consistently made an effort to support our friends in whatever endeavor they set out upon whether it be sports, concerts, or plays. Senior year brought about three main questions that you probably discussed on a daily basis: “Where did you apply?” “Where did you get accepted?” and “Where are you going next year?” The question “Where did you apply?” was probably the most frequent in the fall. College applications and the Common App dominated our lives and caused more stress than most could handle. The spring brought about both excitement and disappointment as we anxiously received our responses from the colleges and the question “Where did you get accepted?” became an everyday occurrence. Finally, we moved into our final stage of the year: “Where are you going next
year?” As GHS hallways overflowed with college apparel, indications of one of the biggest decisions of our lives finally materialized. Regardless of where each of us is headed next year, the fact that we took this long journey together means that we will always share the Dutchmen bond. What makes us so special is the spirit we all possess. We are Dutchmen and as we move on from high school, we always will be. Every senior knows what it means to be a Dutchman; it means wearing a suit of red at least once a week, it means supporting our friends in their sports or other activities, it means being a part of a larger family. Whether you’re staying local or moving thousands of miles away for college, or meeting new friends, teachers, and mascots, you will forever remember who you were from the beginning. Before all else, you were a Dutchmen and will continue to be one. I would like to take an opportunity to congratulate the entire class of 2011 and wish them all the best of luck. Our four years together were merely the beginning. Graduation doesn’t mean the end; it means the start of something even bigger and better for each and every one of us. Never forget how proudly we once wore our red shirts and how much our Dutchmen community meant to us.
comforts zone, & lack thereof Nikki Smolenski, Senior It’s a weird thing being a senior. Lunch dates happen a lot more often, it’s acceptable to dress up as a lifeguard for school, and teachers will plan their schedules around the days they know everyone in the class will skip. Every senior transforms into a completely carefree individual. For the first time, people stop caring about literally everything from grades to due dates to outfits to how people percieve them. We’re all kind of grown up now, starting to branch out into our own lives but still floating in that lazy space between being a highschooler and being a college student. You know you’re a senior when all conversations you have with anyone somehow leads right back to college. Your friends, your teachers, your relatives, your dental hygienist, random customers at work; they all start to ask about what your plans are for next year. However, I don’t have plans. I have a location and a program to study, but from there I’m just going to roll with the punches. It’s impossible to plan for everything because we have absolutely no idea what the coming semester will be like. We can pretend we know what college life will be like based off of what older siblings tell us, but we will never truly know until we spend a few nights on campus. I’m going completely random for roommate and housing, I don’t know yet what kind of clubs, if any, I’m going to join, I barely know how to get around campus. But that’s exactly how it should be. I want to step into a completely different world and be forced to figure out everything on my own. I want to be out
of my comfort zone and challenged to deal with it. I’m most excited to be in charge of everything I do. No longer will I need permission to go to the bathroom or a pass to walk two doors down the hall. I will be able do what I want when I want. I am so ready for that freedom. Not only that, but freedom from our long established reputations. We have been with about the same group of people for the past thirteen years. I know that you cried at your first sleepover, and I know something about you that you probably don’t want anyone to know, I know how different you act outside of school, and I know who you “like liked” when we were ten. We all know each other. We are each other’s comfort zone. Even the random kids I never talk to I’m going to miss next year. You were always there walking past me in the hall or sitting at the lunch table next to mine, and now you’re gone. Everything will be different. After June 25, I might not ever see you again. It’s crazy we’ve spent six hours a day, five days a week for the past thirteen years together and now we’re done. We had high school together but good luck with the rest of your life. We are done. Looking back, we’ve come a long way but the road ahead of us is limitless, which is scary and exciting and nervewracking and exhilarating. Real life is out there waiting. In the words of Nicki Minaj, “We done did everything they could think of, greatness is what we’re on the brink of.”
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College Destinations Class of 2011
Kirsten Ackerman
Marist College
Undecided
Thomas Benson
SUNY Oswego
Finance/Accounting
Daniel Ainspan
SUNY Oneonta
Music Industry
Tyler Berberick
HVCC
Undecided
David Ainspan
HVCC
Paramedicine
Katherine Bickmore
Hamilton College
Studio Art
Yunis Alloush
HVCC
Biology
Katherine Bierman
MICA
Fiber or Illustration
Justine Aloise
North Carolina State University
Nuclear Engineering
Jonathan Bintz
SUNY Potsdam
Music Education
Michael Alsante
HVCC
Physical Education
Catherine Biondo
Syracuse University
Chemical Engineering
Jomar Alvarez
Military
Army
Joshua Blaauboer
HVCC
Criminal Justice
Torin Anders
SUNY Geneseo
Undecided
Meghan Bodo
Tufts University
International Relations and Economics
Jasmine Andres
Employment
Employment
Nathan Boehm
HVCC
Nursing
Haley Anderson
Le Moyne College
Criminology
Kathryn Bolognino
HVCC
Architecture
Laura Anderson
Syracuse University
Journalism
James Bondi
SUNY Potsdam
Archeology
Gabrielle Andrea
Elmira College
Nursing
Eric Bowers
SUNY Alfred
Mechanical Engineering Technology
Elizabeth Angleson
University Of Hartford
BFA Dance Performance
Dannielle Bratt
Suny Oneonta
Biology
Nikki Anthony
College of Saint Rose
Childhood Education
Rebecca Brittell
Employment
Employment
Veronica Anthony
HVCC
Undecided
Harry Brodsky
SUNY Buffalo
Undecided
Janelle Anziano
SCCC
Culinary
Brandon Brown
HVCC
Undecided
Wade Appleby
Norwich University
Computer Security & Informations Assurance
Michael Buchanan
Employment
Employment
Brandon Armony
SUNY Morrisville
Business Administration
Jordan Burns
SUNY Morrisville
Criminal Justice
Brianna Askew
Keuka College
Occupational Therapy
Kaitlyn Butler
Capital Region Career Tech Nursing
Mutia Assyifa
Unknown
Unknown
Matthew Callanan
Castleton College
Business
Dylan August
Western New England College
Undecided
Daniel Calzadilla
SUNY Buffalo
Chemical Engineering
Nicholas Austin
HVCC
Mechanical Engineering Technology
Reynalyn Canchela
Union College
Biology
Kari Balogh
Penn State University
Civil Engineering
Anthony Cannistraci
College of Saint Rose
Business
Carli Barbarotto
Nazareth College
Communication Sciences and Disorders
Ryan Cardiff
SUNY Canton
Criminal Justice
Gregory Barber
Columbia University
Political Science-Economics
Ellie Carr
UMass Amherst
Undecided
Adam Barbera
HVCC
Physical Education
Rory Carroll
SUNY Binghamton
Biology
Frederick Basile
Employment
Employment
Matthew Cattell
HVCC
Individual Studies
Shaina Bass
Russell Sage College
Nursing
Rachael Cerutti
University of Connecticut
Elementary Education
Kevin Bates
Johnson & Wales University
Culinary Arts
John Ciccarelli
Pace University
International Marketing
Megan Bauer
SUNY Oneonta
Early/Childhood Education B-6
Mark Ciccarelli
Gap year in Switzerland
-
Maxene Beale-MacBeth
Tompkins Cortland CC
Liberal Arts
Kristin Clark
Xavier University
Chemistry or Biology
Stephen Beattie
HVCC
Electricity
Colin Clarke
Temple University
Film
Joshua Beck
Employment
Employment
Brandon Cleveland
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Cameron Becker
HVCC
Criminal Justice
James Clum Dolan
HVCC
Gallery Management
Steven Bellegarde
SUNY New Paltz
Adolescence Education
Dominique Cochrane Undecided
Undecided
Zachary Belokopitsky
University of Miami
Finance
Hannah Cohen
St. Lawrence University
Economics and Global Studies
Jessica Ben-Yishay
Pace University
Undecided
Dallas Colavito
Coastal Carolina University Exercise and Sports Sciences
Terence Bender Jr
St.John Fisher
Sports Management and Law
Cassandra Cole
SUNY Oswego
Undecided
Mikayla Bennett
SCCC
Nutrition
Kimberly Coleman
College of Saint Rose
Secondary Education
Daniel Bennison
Georgia Southern University
Business Administration
MacKenzie Collins
Employment
Employment
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Meghan Collins
SUNY Binghamton
Undecided
John Evans
SUNY Oswego
Accounting
Louis Coluccio
HVCC
Auto Trades
Kelsey Evans
HVCC
Sociology/Human Services & Social Sciences
Kameron Connor
SUNY IT
Computer Science
Nikole Evereth
SUNY Albany
Psychology
Elijah Cooley
HVCC
Architectural Technology
James Fanciullo
SUNY Albany
Undecided
Danielle Cooper
SUNY Cortland
Childhood Education
Andrew Faragon
HVCC
Sports Management/Business
Alexis Cortese
Utica College
Occupational Therapy
Carleen Farruggia
HVCC
Nursing/Individual Study
Laura Cox
SUNY Delhi
Biology
Zachary Favreau
HVCC
Criminal Justice
Andrew Coy
Canisius College
Biology
Allison Feinman
SUNY Potsdam
Undecided
Justine Cozza
MCLA
Undecided
Bradley Fellner
HVCC
X-ray Tech
Haley Crast
Keene State
Elementary Education
David Fengshi
Cornell University
Engineering
Amanda Cubello
Endicott College
Journalism
Thomas Fiacco
Military
Military
Daniel Curry
HVCC
Computer Technician and Administration
Nicholas Flaherty
SUNY Oswego
Business
Kevin Danckert
SUNY Delhi
Electrical Construction
Shane Foley
Roger Williams University
Business
Rachel Danto
UMass Amherst
Communications
Courtney Franklin
Undecided
Undecided
Felicia Danzy
HVCC
Nursing
Dominick Futia
HVCC
Undecided
Jennifer David
University of Chicago
English
David Gao
University of Waterloo
Computing and Financial Management
Michael Davis
University of Vermont
Psychology
Christopher Gareau
SCCC
Music Performance
Michael Dawson
HVCC
Architecture
Dominic Gemmiti
Western New England College Undecided
Jasmine Day
American University
Communications
Andrew Genovese
University of Maryland
Criminology/Criminal Justice
Giuliana De Angelis
SUNY Cortland
Undecided
Aimee George-Denn
SUNY Geneseo
Pre Medical
Brandon Dederick
HVCC
Electrical Trades
Lawrence Gerchikov
SUNY Binghamton
Biology
Vincent DelBene
SUNY Buffalo
Engineering
Waliyat Ghaffar
Undecided
Undecided
Victoria Deluise
SUNY Oswego
Undecided
Naeem Gibson-Ancrum North Carolina A&T State
Nanoscale Engineering
Benjamin Des Moines Western New England College
Biomedical Engineering
Devon Gingrich
SUNY Binghamton
International Relations
Sean Desch
SUNY Plattsburgh
Criminal Justice
Elisabeth Gioia
SUNY Stony Brook
Psychology
Kirstyn Desrosiers
HVCC
Undecided
Julian Girard
Siena College
Undecided
Sabrina Devine
Employment
Employment
Daniel Golderman
Quinnipiac University
Accounting
James Diana
Orlo School of Cosmotology
Cosmetology
Kara Goodknight
HVCC
Undecided
Michael Diana
Hamilton College
History
Cereena Gordon
SUNY Plattsburgh
Spanish
Brendan Doak
SUNY Oneonta
Elementary Education
Michael Gouvakis
HVCC
Business
Caleb Doak
HVCC
Architectural Technology
Steven Gouvakis
Siena College
Mathematics
Michael Donadio
Clarkson Universtiy
Political Science
Theresa Graffeo
Siena College
History
Justin Donohue
HVCC
Undecided
Louis Greco
Fairfield University
Psychology
Nicholas Dorato
New School of Radio and Television Broadcast communications
Kyle Greenhouse
HVCC
Electrical Construction & Maintenance
William Dougherty
Rochester Institute of Technology Computer Science
Victoria Gregory
SUNY Albany
Math or Accounting
Sean Doyle
Roger Williams University
Graphic Design
Alyssa Grogan
Hartwick College
Undecided
Elizabeth Drooby
SUNY Binghamton
Physics
Mia Guyette
SUNY Plattsburgh
Nutrition
Tess Dube
Le Moyne College
Undecided
Christopher Halloran
Undecided
Undecided
Alessia Duca
SUNY Buffalo
Biology
Audra Hamill
Nazareth College
Italian and International Studies
Jordan Duke
St. Lawrence University
Biology
Michelle Hand
SUNY Buffalo
Political Science
Nicholas Dunn
HVCC
Pre Law (Marines)
Adam Hart
SUNY Albany
Civil Engineering
Andrew Durand
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Alicia Hatker
Employment
Employment
Alexander Dvorscak
SUNY Buffalo
Political Science
Danielle Heath
University of Rhode Island
Writing and Rhetoric
Lauren Dvorscak
Syracuse University
History
Amber Hedjazi
SUNY Buffalo
Nursing
Emily Easley
Roger Williams University
Psychology
John Patrick Henry
Siena College
Business
Janet Eckhardt
SCCC
Culinary
Yvonia Hepburn
SUNY Oneonta
Political Science
Jacob Eisele
Trade School
Trade School
Stephanie Hilson
Siena College
Undecided
Meg Eisele
SUNY Cobelskill
Animal Science
Cori Hilt
Covenant College
Biology/Pre-Med
Rachael Ellenbogen
SUNY Stony Brook
Journalism
Heather Hitt
SUNY Albany
Criminal Justice
Taylor Evanchick
HVCC
Humanities and Social Sciences
Brandon Hoenig
SUNY Oswego
Unknown
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John Patrick Horan
Nazareth College
Physical Therapy
Jessica LePore
College of Saint Rose
Michael Horan
Herkimer County CC
Digital Film Making
Abigail Levy
Pennsylvania State University Undecided
Justin Horne
HVCC
Physical Education
Dominic Litz
Loyola University
Finance
Melissa Horton
Le Moyne College
Biology
Kevin Lo
Syracuse University
Electrical Engineering
Conor Hurley
SUNY Buffalo
Accounting
Madeline Logiudice College of Saint Rose Timothy Love
Katherine Hutson
SUNY Binghamton
Philosophy, Politics and Law
Haejin Hwang
Cornell University
Government /International Relations Kasey Lozano
Daniel Japikse
HVCC
Business Administration
Robert Jenks III
HVCC
Traci Jill Lindsey Johnson
Undecided
Elementary education
Worcester Polytechnic Insitute Civil Engineering St. John Fisher College
Communications/Journalism
David Ludwig
HVCC
Criminal Justice
Human Services
Michael Luizzi
Employment
Employment
Hartwick College
Pre-Med, Biology
Joana Lule
Cornell University
Economics
SUNY Oneonta
Geography
Jeremy Lundquist
Siena College
Biology
Undecided
Undecided
Taylor Johnston
SCCC
Business/Agricultural Business
Lisa Luther
Matthew Jones
Herkimer CC
Accounting
Brittany Lynch
Christopher Joseph
College of Saint Rose
Business Administration/Economics Brett MacNeil
Jared Joseph
Employment
Employment
Carli Jurczynski
Marist College
Kelly Kane Nicholas Kappes
Pennsylvania State University Undecided HVCC
Independent Studies
Alexander Madaio
SCCC
Criminal Justice
Communications
Jared Magee
Employment
Employment
HVCC
Undecided
Dustin Maguire
Old Dominion University
Marketing
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Kyra Malamood
Villanova University
Undecided
Christopher Kaszluga SUNY Plattsburgh
History
Megan Malamood
Villanova University
Undecided
Sean Keegan
SCCC
Nanotechnology
Danielle Malitz
University of Michigan
Biology
Nolan Kehn
Universal Technical Institute
Diesel Mechanic
Beatrice Malsky
University of Chicago
Neuroscience/Linguistics
Mary Kelly
SUNY Cortland
Speech and Language Disabilities
Sabihah Mamdani
Albany College of Pharmacy
Pharmacy
Ryan Kenyon
St. Bonaventure University
Undecided/Business
Sindhura Mandava
SUNY Binghamton
Political Science/Economics/Pre-Med
Christian Kernozek SUNY Plattsburgh
English
Michael Marcantonio Syracuse University
Finance and Marketing
Sarah Khaliqi
HVCC
Undecided
Jessica Marini
Le Moyne College
Biology
Zoe King
Barnard College
Undecided
Katelyn Markellos
HVCC
Undecided
Jared Kline
SUNY Oswego
Biological Sciences (Pre-Med)
Connor Marshall
HVCC
Communications
Andrew Klug
Clarkson University
Engineering
Danielle Martin
Russell Sage College
Early Childhood Education
Amy Knapp
Austin Beauty School
Cosmetology
Deirdre Martin
Hartwick College
Undecided
Michelle Knightes
HVCC
Undecided
Jamie Martin
HVCC
Engineering
Chrystie Koottumkal HVCC
Liberal Arts
Alexandra Martini
University of Connecticut
Business
Rachel Korman
SUNY New Paltz
Undecided
Whitney Massey
HVCC
Undecided
Audra Kowalczyk
SUNY Brockport
Biology/Earth Science
Nicholas Mastrianni Bentley University
Business
Joshua Kraushaar
SUNY Buffalo
Mechanical Engineering
William Matthews
Paul Smith’s College
Wildlife Sciences
Tiffany Krofft
SCCC
Humanities/Social Sciences
Anastasia Mazur
Ithaca College
English Education
Nicole LaFreniere
SUNY Cortland
Secondary Education/Biology
Jonathan McBride II Albany College of Phamacy
Pharmacy
Renee LaFreniere
SUNY Oswego
Psychology
Shamyr McCain
Mohawk Vallley CC
Psychology
Aaron Lally
HVCC
Individual Studies
Carle McDonald
HVCC
Accounting
Jenna Lamparski
SUNY Oneonta
Psychology
Nicholas McDonnell Military
Army
Devan Landry
Marymount Manhattan College
Dance
Dana McLaughlin
School of Visual Arts
Fine Arts
Sarah Lansaw
Hobart and William Smith College Art History
Amber McNeal
Bowie State University
Biology
Stephanie Lasselle
Houghton College
Music Education
James McQuade
Cornell University
Mechanical Engineering
Connor Lassonde
HVCC
Mechanical Engineering Technology Meghan Meddleton SUNY Cortland
Criminology
John Lavelle
Louisiana State University
Mechanical Engineer
Francesca Mesiti
SUNY Oswego
Public Relations
Richard Lavare
SUNY Cobleskill
Fisheries and Wildlife
Harima Mian
SUNY Albany
Biology
Kayla Leach
Daemen College
Art Education
Hannah Miele
Nyack College
Vocal Performance
Sugyeong Lee
College in Korea
Pastry Art
Timothy Miller
Trade School
Trade School
Brandon Leichman
SUNY Cobleskill
Paramedics/Physical Education
Tyler Mitchell
SUNY Oneonta
Environmental Science
Dominick Lemme
HVCC
Undecided
Brian Moore Jr
HVCC
Marketing/Advertisement
Erica Lenseth
Springfield College
Early Childhood Education
Hannah Morier
SUNY Oneonta
Undecided
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Lauren Morse
WPI
Biomedical Engineering
Michael Pultz
SUNY New Paltz
Accounting
Christopher Mosall SCCC
Culinary Arts
Saseen Punyala
SUNY Buffalo
Computer Engineering
Christopher Mosher Virginia Polytechnic Institute
Chemical Engineering
Candace Race
Maria College
Psychology
Erin Mossop
Robert Morris University
Nursing
Brenden Ragotzkie
SUNY Albany
History
Nicolas Muia
Herkimer County CC
Communications
Steven Ratner
Boston University
Engineering
Caroline Murphy
University of Delaware
Wildlife Conservation
Brian Reed
Lehigh University
Mechanical Engineering
Olivia Muztafago
SUNY Oneonta
Fashion Merchandising
Brianna Reed
Russell Sage College
Political Science
Emily Nagle
Marist College
Undecided
Alexa Reilly
University of Vermont
English
Kelly Nash
University of Delaware
Criminal Justice
Alexander Relyea
Undecided
Undecided
Yves Nazon II
University of Maryland
Mechanical Engineering
Zachary Relyea
SUNY Cortland
Business
Leah Nelson
Carleton College
Undecided
Kyungduk Rho
Cornell University
Biology
Trevor Nelson
HVCC
Liberal Arts and Sciences
Jacob Rhoades
HVCC
Computer Science
Brett Newberry
SUNY Buffalo
Civil Engineering
Davi Rich
University of Rhode Island
Marine Biology
Zachary Newhart
Employment
Employment
Jack Richards
Western New England College Pharmacy
Don Nguyen
SUNY Buffalo
Undecided
Ian Richardson
SUNY Alfred
Mechanical engineering
Jun Xi Ni
George Washington University
Biomedical Engineering
Jennifer Robbiano
Northeastern University
International Affairs
Sajad Noor
HVCC
Pre-Med
Armane Robinson
SUNY Albany
Journalism
HVCC
Individual Studies
Michael Noyse
SCCC
Biology
Briana Rodriguez
Amani Ntabona
Herkimer County CC
Undeclared
Sara Roemer
SCCC
Culinary Arts
Russell Oliver
SUNY Buffalo
Communications
Margaret Rogers
HVCC
Adolescent Education
Ryan Orsini
Ithaca College
Business Administration
Andres Roma
SUNY Binghamton
Math
Worcester Polytechnic Institute Aerospace Engineering
Melissa Osborne
SCCC
Early Childhood
Ashley Rosano
Ashley O`Brien
SUNY Oswego
Biology
Kathleen Rose
University of Vermont
Elementary Education
Sean O`Brien
SUNY Morrisville
Criminal Justice
Hannah Rosen
Paul Smith’s College
Culinary Arts
Kaitlin O`Riley
SUNY Oneonta
Psychology or Public Relations
Philip Rotella
HVCC
Pharmacist
Joshua Palagyi
Westminster Choir College of Rider University Vocal Performance
Noah Rubin
University of Pennsylvania
Physics or Engineering
Shante Papa
Pace University
Business/Undecided
Scott Rubin
University of Hartford
Acoustical Engineering
Kayla Pariseau
Siena College
Social Work
Robert Ruggles
College of Saint Rose
Communications
Keon Wan Park
Georgia Institute of Technology
Engineering
Shelby Ruppenthal
SUNY New Paltz
Undecided
Morgan Parker
HVCC
Undecided
Kristi Russell
East Carolina University
Elementary Education
Samantha Pasquini SUNY New Paltz
Art
Shannon Ruth
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Isaac Patka
SUNY Binghamton
Mechanical Engineering
Vincenzo Russo
Albany College of Pharmacy
Pharmaceutical Science
Alexa Patnaude
College of Saint Rose
Undecided
Dilan Samarasinghe
SUNY Albany
Computer Science
David Peacock
Arizona State University
Computer Engineering, Aviation
Neil Sanders
Rochester Institute of Technology
Engineering Technology
Alexander Peebles Roger Williams University
Engineering
James Sands
University of Missisippi
Entrepreneurship Business Management
Olivia Peek
HVCC
Undecided
Thomas Santiago
HVCC
Business Administration
Nicole Pelkey
HVCC
Dietician
Joshua Santos
SUNY New Paltz
English
Gianna Pennacchia SUNY Plattsburgh
Marketing
Emma Sarachan
Columbia University
Physics
Brittani Peterson
SCCC
Health Studies
Kristin Scally
Fashion Institute of Technology
Fashion Merchandising
Katherine Phelan
Colgate University
Undecided
Jeremy Schmidt
SUNY New Paltz
Computer Engineering
Heidi Pikcilingis
HVCC
Dental Hygiene
Niko Sciocchetti
Fordham University
Undecided
Shawn Playford
SUNY Oswego
Undecided
Nathaniel Scott
Saint Michaels
Environmental Science
Nicholas Plue
Paul Smith’s College
Culinary Arts
Alexandra Selca
HVCC
Dental Hygiene
Matthew Poelma
HVCC
Business
Samuel Segal
University of Michigan
Biophysics/Biomedical engineering (Pre-Med)
Jacob Polfleit
Paul Smith’s College
Environmental/Conservational Biology (Army)
Dmitriy Setchenkov
HVCC
Computer Science and Information
Benjamin Pontillo American University
International Studies
Lee Setzen
Boston University
Finance and Accounting
Jared Ports
SUNY IT
Computer Information and Science
Leslie Shaffer
Hamilton College
Government
Sobhana Potluri
SUNY Albany
Undecided
Matthew Shamlian
Miami University
Undecided
Ryan Prendergast
American University
International Service
Natalie Shea
Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts
Undecided
Martin Primett
HVCC
Undecided
Kyle Sheehan
University of New Haven
Law Enforcement/Criminal Justice
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Meghan Sheehan
Elon University
Pre-Law
Ryan Wager
SCCC
Music Business
Erica Sheridan
SUNY Purchase
Creative Writing
Shannon Wahrlich
Employment
Employment
Zachary Sicard
St. John Fisher College
Sports Management
Matthew Walsh
Princeton University
Engineering or physics
Nicole Siino
Roger Williams University
History
John Walsh III
University of Maryland
Accounting/Finance
Katie Silva
Marist College
Computer Science
Tyler Warchol
Pennsylvania College of Technology
Computer Aided Drafting Design
Alex Simpson
Newbury College
Culinary Arts
Leah Wassermann
George Washington University
Political Communications
Daniel Sipzner
Temple University
Fine Arts
Autumn Waterhouse
HVCC
Mortuary Science
Christopher Siracusa
Canisius College
Biology
Kacie Weatherhead
York College
Nursing
Ernestine Skipper
Undecided
Undecided
Jordan Weeden
Temple University
Criminal Justice
Hannah Smith
SUNY Cortland
exercise science
Rachel Weston
Ithaca College
Athletic Training
Kelsey Smith
SCCC
Culinary Arts
Christopher Whalen
SUNY Maritime College
Naval Architecture
Kevin Smith
SUNY Cobleskill
Humanities
Elizabeth Whalen
St. Thomas Aquinas College
Art Therapy
Ryan Smith
Colgate University
Undecided
Alexandra White
Butte College
Early Childhood Education
Timothy Smith
SUNY New Paltz
Business
Anna Whitney
SCCC
Nursing
Nicole Smolenski
Syracuse University
Architecture
Monika Wicks
Adult Nursing
Nursing
Bryan Snow
SCCC
Culinary Arts
Bobbi-Jo Wier
SCCC
Criminal Justice/Forensic Science
Evan Snow
HVCC
Engineering Science
Katherine Williamson
George Washington University
Archaeology
Peyton Snyder
SUNY Potsdam
Elementary Education
Jenna Witzleben
Cornell University
Chemical Engineering
Joshua Sommers
Utica College
Cybersecurity
Kathryn Wood
SUNY Oneonta
Chemistry and Secondary Education
Sarah Sonenberg
Cornell University
Biology
Kelsey Wood
Le Moyne College
Nursing
Aleksandr Spevak
Siena College
Biology
James Woods
SUNY Albany
Undecided
Alexis Sprio
Marist College
Biomedical Sciences
Lanxi Xing
RIT
Computer Science
Independent Studies
Kodey Stanley
HVCC
Christopher Yankowski
SUNY Plattsburgh
Undecided
Ayla Stoecklin
NewYork Institute of Technology Architecture and Urban Planning
Sarah Zalewski
SUNY Plattsburgh
Accounting
Lindsey Sullivan
HVCC
Individual studies
Kali Zervos
Employment
Employment
Kathryn Zuchowski
Cornell University
Biology
Daniel Sweeney
Employment
Employment
Brittni Switser
SUNY Oswego
Anthropology
Kendra Szingle
HVCC
Social Work
Caitlan Swyer
SCCC
Music Education
Vincent Tamburello
SUNY Albany
Criminal Justice
Ved Tanavde
Columbia University
Molecular Biophysics/Biochemistry
Elizabeth Tapler
Pacific Lutheran University
Undecided
McKee Taylor
Norfolk State University
Undecided
Marissa Testa
Fashion Institute of Technology
Advertising and Marketing Communications
Daniel Thompson
HVCC
Civil Engineering
Anthony Toffenetti
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Iphigenia Tortora
Nazareth College
Occupational Therapy
Dominic Tralongo
HVCC
Auto Mechanics
Vimee Tran
Oglethorpe University
Chemistry
Paul Travers
University of Massachusetts
Music: Trumpet Performance
Kaitlin Trimboli
SUNY Brockport
Social Work
Lisa Trova
Rochester Institute of Technology
Computer Engineering
Jerry Tseng
SUNY Buffalo
Biomedical engineering
Joelle Turek
SUNY Buffalo
Computer Science
Andrew Turner
HVCC
Criminal Justice
Shayne Tybur
HVCC
Electrical Construction
Alan Vaisman
Northeastern University
Business
Michael Valletta
University of Connecticut
Business
Jenna Vanwely
HVCC
Liberal Arts
Lisa Velesko
SUNY Geneseo
Political Science / Education
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