You could try to get Jodie Foster to notice you in some newsworthy way.

You could assassinate Putin, you would even get a statue and a park in your name.

Start a band and do that until you get on the billboards, do an interview and casually eat leftovers out of a Tupperware while wearing a possum costume with a sash that says “John Locke was right” and refuse to elaborate.

Liberate East Timor.

End global climate change.

Become a YouTube sensation with your Vlogs detailing every load of laundry you do while singing dubstep remixes of Chinese translated Yugoslavian nursery rhymes.

Invade tik-tok with clips of you screaming at inanimate objects with googley eyes on them, they aren’t even your real father.