A Dairy of An Opsimath
Thirty years of my life have flown pass
I am in danger of being typecast
Working 9 – 5 everyday
For nothing but minimum pay
It’s at this time I decided to change
Find a way to exchange
My mundane life that I have lived
Into something I myself have derived
Back to university for me
To study a degree
A degree in what is yet to be seen
I just need to decide whilst I’m still green
I am proud to call myself an opsimath
Its taken me years to find my path
Now, that I am on the right track
There is no turning back
I’m the oldest in my class by far
But please don’t label me and put me in a jar
Please don’t discard me like a used tissue
At the end of the day I’m the same as you
Fingers crossed this will be a new start
A new page on my flip chart
Three years in university here we go!
hopefully, I will update you again in a year or so....
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