Six months ago I arrived back from Holland where I had been working for the summer. And for the past six months I have been trying to decided whether or not to go abroad again this summer. My time at home has been un-inspiring; got a horrible job in a restaraunt run by the most pretentious company ever to exist in life (it didn't work out), moved to Manchester, couldn't afford it, moved back to Liverpool, got drunk, had some boy problems, and agonised over what to do with my life. The thing is, I'm 22 and I'm still not 100% sure, but I feel like I should be. It may be niave, possibly even stupid, but I've always been determined that whatever career I land myself in, it will be something I love. I know there's plenty of people who hate their jobs and get on with it, and I realise that anyone who has a job right now is lucky to have it. But I really don't want my LIFE to be a means to an end. How depressing.
SO after six hopeless months I have decided to go abroad again for one more summer. This time to France. Having left it so late to decide means I'm now in the position of telling everyone I know that I'm leaving the country in one week. It's unlikely I'll have time to see everyone before I go, which makes me sad, but I need to start doing the thing's I want to do instead of not doing anything because I can't decide where to start. I struggle to make decisions and I tend to think of everyone else before myself, which ultimately gets you nowhere.
Now that I've ripped off the plaster, actually made the decision, I have to pack. SHIT. Having done it before makes the process no easier. This year I'm getting the ferry - the pros to this are; no baggage allowance so I can take as much as I want. The cons are; for some reason the ferry takes 12 hours, I have to sleep on it in a little cabin and I'm rather claustraphobic. Not looking forward to the treacharous journey - it's going to take me almost as long to get to Brittany in France as it would to fly to Australia!! I have to get from Liverpool to Portsmouth, then the 12 hour ferry and then 2 trains on the other side! Jeez. I hope it's worth it.
