Obituary to my senior self
On the afternoon of June 8th, Sanghoon Oh will finally pass on from this world to the next. An absurdist and a cynic, his time at Northwood by numerous events where he would attempt to take the p— out of people and institutions.
His eccentric and esoteric personality had found home as a supporting character in the high school drama of others, providing a shoulder to cry on or an ally to rely on.
When he first came to Northwood in fall of 2013, he was but a lost child who lacked direction in his life.
It was from this school and the California Summer School for the Arts, with its diverse spectrum of students, teachers and resources, that he was able to whittle out the person he is today.
And while his name will not be etched into a plaque to be remembered, nor will a shrine be erected in his name, he will be preserved in the memories of others.
As transient personas in people’s lives, the best that we can do is leave an impression on others, to allow them to find their infinite potential in the finite time that we have with one another.
Such is the legacy that he, along with the rest of the Class of 2017, leaves behind.