Celebrating Dami

Dami . . . I’m not sure where to start from . . .

Maybe I should start from the day I first walked into her room in that hostel (Stella something) to borrow errm. . I think it was Bunmi’s turning stick (for my wheat) and then maybe I should move on to those hours we spent gisting. Gisting about boys, crushes, project fame etc. I cannot absolutely forget the project fame moments; rushing to the hostel every Saturday and Sunday evening to catch pfwa7 and arguing afterwards about who killed it and who did not and doing our own imitations too. Needless to say we had an awesome time being neighbors in school I mean nothing beats having talented, beautiful friends who just know how to rock it . . . I could go on and on but since a picture is worth a thousand words, I have decided to give you several thousand words so here goes Enjoy!

Here’s to your new age . . .Kitan loves you