Long Term Plan

Rolling around my brain is the following, very loose, long term plan.

1. Get a driving license (motorcycling is wicked sick, but many jobs require a driving license)
   
2. Retrain as an electrician (nursing has also been suggested, I still don't know what I want to do)
3. Get some experience in my new job
4. Emigrate to Canada (or Australia)

But like I said, this is all a very loose plan. I cannot bear to think about doing this job for the rest of my life. I don't want to work with computers any more, whether all jobs are like this or not. However, I still do not know what I want to do. I still don't have enough of a drive or ambition or direction in order to figure out what I want. Sure, I've gotten this emigration idea in my head, and that has given me a target, but it's only because I don't want to do what I'm doing now.

I think that this plan, or any plan to get me out of this dead-end job and into something that isn't so heavily into computers, will cost me a lot of money. Whatever I decide to take up, I'll need retraining, and that never comes free. If I want to emigrate, well most people get the money to emigrate by selling their property here first. I don't have any property, just a rock-bottom-rent flat with a glorious view of a concrete wall.

I'm fiercely determined to do something though. The first thing will be to organise some driving lessons. They will have to be weekend driving lessons unless I leave it until the summer holidays to start, but that doesn't really bother me.

My head's still not on straight, I can still feel the constant electric buzz of activity in the upper reaches of my brain. It's not because of everything that has been going on recently: the Adam/Richard/Nicola triangle, jury duty, my job, and so on; it's something that's been going on for a long time. I only remember it subsiding a little when I was asleep in that field on the weekend. Since Nick is at a concert, and I haven't been in the right frame of mind to plan for it anyway, there is no Dark Heresy again this coming weekend so I think I'll take another trip out to the countryside.

I didn't do anything for May Day this year, despite the huge Hastings motorcycle May Day rally that attracts thousands of bikers from all over the country. No, I just stayed indoors. Sam went out on his CBR, but the puncture that the guys at Gedge's supposedly fixed burst when he was on a corner. He very narrowly avoided getting killed by a car coming the other way which shunted his sliding bike back towards him as he skidded down the road and almost flew over a bank. His bike was totalled, written off, and Gedge's refuse to take responsibility. They claim that the tyre would not have burst like that.

Between Sam's accident and my brakes failing, they're either getting very sloppy, or they've got a new guy who doesn't know what he's doing. Needless to say, I will think again before taking my bike in there. Once bitten and all that.

Sam says he wants to sell his dirtbike in order to get another CBR. But the insurance will be catastrophical. I know he loves riding a supersports bike, but he was complaining about lacking money already this year. He may be financially crippling himself. Since Mum sold her car this weekend, it's not like Sam can rely on her to give him any more lifts. Any time he wants to leave Hawkhurst, he will have to get geared up and park his CBR wherever he is going. There are no trains from Hawkhurst and I cannot imagine him taking the bus anywhere he needs to go. Still, it's his decision; I just don't think he's going for the practical approach.