Ambition.

After forty-something blog entries spanning about two months, you would think that I would have written about something truly monumental by now. Unfortunately, most of my posts consist of a rant about my English class, or Pervy Old Men, which may be interesting the first time however these themes become tired rapidly, despite my desperate daily attempts to revive them. What I need, is a mission, so that I can document my progress.

I plagiarised the idea from this guy. He was a 48 year old blogger who embarked on a murderous rampage, planned in meticulous detail on his blog. He faithfully told his audience about his intentions, even the dates he planned the massacre for. His readership must have been very limited, as nobody thought to inform any authoritative body such as the police, who may have detained this man before he fulfilled his dream and killed four people, including himself, and injured ten more. He committed his crime in a gym- proof of my much emphasised doctrine of sport being evil.

While he never lived to realise fame, his notoriety has been documented in the news following his ambitious massacre- that's one way to boost his subscribers. He's certainly onto something there, so I will have to follow his lead and come up with some sort of conniving plan to discuss on my blog. Distressingly, murder has already been taken, so I need to think of something else. Like attempting to own the world's largest shoe collection. It WILL happen.