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Kodi truly is the definition of bittersweet.

With no intention of sounding dramatic whatsoever, Kodi, you’ve changed my life.
Never guessed it would’ve turned out this way, but look where we are.
There’s too much to say to too many, and not enough time or space to, so I won’t on
this page. (Will I regret this later? Probably.)
But alongside all the massive lessons this place has taught me, here are some things
about Kodi I hope I never forget: S H A K T H I V E L M U K U N D
S H A N M U G A V E L
-The untamed skies that make it look as if God’s been playing around like a child with
crayons. 3 years @KIS
-My dorm seniors, their lessons on hygiene, the Kennedy buffalo uprising, and scaring
the poor audience during dorm dance.
-My dorm juniors, our ‘Just Dance’ sessions, the sappy teenage girl karaoke nights,
finding our true calling as the Kodi Hippies™, and again, scaring the poor audience
during dorm dance. Thanks KIS for the wonderful memory
-Mr. Pike’s emails.
-The Kennedy hammock and that carrot I secretly planted among Ms. JP’s succulents.
- Cranberry juice is never really cranberry juice. that I earned during my school life
-Finally getting recognition for something sport-related, even though it was third place
out of three in a relay race I slowed down.
-Compsci classes and getting unnecessary pros for being the only girl, Krish being
perpetually in trouble.
-Being attacked for the way I say 3.
- The class of 2020, all our lemonades,
setting Poondi on fire, our fake grad/prom/alumni induction/senior prank/senior
sneak/class photograph/awards ceremony all in one day.
- the abrupt end of everything, or lack thereof.
-Our spot above the tennis courts. I won’t be able to leave a flower for you everyday
anymore, but this doesn’t change anything.
-The green bleachers in old CC.
- The people. Always the people:
-the one ‘sis’ with a tea addiction, and not the liquid kind~~The only one who gets my
vine references; what do, da?~~ Bob Jovi, Halalboy99, my brother or uncle, can’t
tell~~Ajji los lirios.You can taste with your WHAT?~~HBpencil, wild from start to
finish,Boba B~~Anganna go to jingkhana ,한보미~~Constipated person looking at the
sky, hasi ase tui?~~Black mosquito who jumps like a flea~~my sons~~momola~~our
slogan ”never remember, always forget”~~SP~~Astro boy, I told you I’d do it~~Person
that’s from Switzerland, even has a jacket for it~~Hyderabad mall gang~~Tah
Pao~~Biko you disappointment~~the black fRog~~The one who demolishes bricks
with me~~the one who won’t stop making fun of my Ts~~Breakfast Table~~ the one
who asks if he can habe this Nairu cutter~~my illegitimate Bhutanese twin.
~~The BROtherhood.~~
Thank you.
There are so many farewells I’ll want to find wanted a better way to say. So instead, see
you later. :)
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