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(Interviewer)

So… How’s it like back then?

 

(Jovan)

Going back to Year One,

A time when I had hair, son.

When my clothes made a home run,

Waking to the midnight sun.

 

Walked in, opened the door -

Heard my homie snore.

I don’t wanna do this no more,

Threw all my works to the floor.

 

(Second alumni)

I’m late for my lesson

So better start crackin’

And head to the studios

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Pick through the window see anyone notice me

Open the door, I see Munying

That’s when he stopped smiling

Looked at him as I waved “Hi”

But right there, I bid goodbye

 

(Current batch student)

Coming in not knowing what to expect

Submissions rising up to our neck

Our paintings ain’t perfect

But for design we respect

 

In DVMD we grew

With friends we made it through

No such thing as Monday Blues

 

DCMD to DVMD

We are the design crew