My Purple Pepper Grinder

Today was truly dull. I went for a run and wrote about four hundred words of my dissertation. That was it. At the age of 16, Wayne Rooney was scoring goals in the Premiership. Boris Becker won Wimbledon at 17 and at 21 my Gran was raising a child! I’m 21 and the closest I have come to raising anything was when some mould grew in my gym bag.

With this in mind, continuing to simply write about my day to day exploits seems a little self indulgent. I recently watched Public Enemies and it became apparent after about three minutes, that my life isn’t nearly as interesting as John Dillinger’s. So I have decided to give myself some New Years goals to work towards for the decade to come. I’m not about to start robbing banks but hopefully they will spice things up a bit

My Goals

1. Become filthy rich
2. Get a smoking hot wife (must also be more intelligent than me and have a sense of humour)
3. Pass my driving test and get a big shinny car that makes everyone assume I have an enormous penis
4. Become famous within my field, but not soo famous that people shout at me from across the street.
5. Eat in a Michelin stared restaurant then go straight to McDonald’s and buy a McFlurry
6. Buy a house with a Jacuzzi
7. Meet the Prime Minister
8. Write a genuinely good play
9. Watch Tottenham Hotspur play at Wembley stadium
10. Go to a Movie Premier
11. Collect over 20 different pepper grinders

I’ll keep you posted with my progress.

At the start of David Copperfield he talks about whether he will be the hero of his own life or not. Don’t worry this isn’t about to get philosophical and I didn’t read the book or anything clever like that. I just saw the beginning of the film on the telly and thought the question was interesting. Who is the hero of my life?

Well that’s easy. It’s Jennifer Aniston.