Sorry, I'm not that Rosie Thomas

This man could be the next American President if worst comes to the worst. 'Nasty' politics doesn't actually work Newt, terribly sorry to remind you of that. See Conservative party post Thatcher and 12 years of a Labour government. »

We are heading for hard times ahead. Whatever happens over the next few months will probably shape most of our lives for the next decade or so. Economics is often known as the 'dismal science' and in times like these it's not hard to see why. Governments all around the Europe, whether they are in the Eurozone or not, need to be considered and strong as ever. This is not a time for political one-upmanship on anyone's behalf, and decision makers need to be mindful that whole swathes of the country will have their livelihoods dependent on them. Sorry, there is in fact much pressure. »

This makes me angry. Good on the Democrat senator, but an absolutely shocking piece of legislation. How in the world can this have helped anyone. No government supposing to be interested in protecting its citizens should have sanctioned this. »

Not me. Reading Orlando with my new toy (a Kindle. Did I mention it was my birthday?). Love discovering all these classics that are never mentioned at school. Hmm… I wonder why. Conspiracy. In other news, finally catching up with last week’s HIGNFY. Enjoying the love between Hislop and Louise Mensch whose face Hislop’s is reflected in. I would not normally diss only the woman’s appearance, but its barely worth mentioning Hislop’s prune, so really I’m being equally insulting. And they’re both far too smug.

Have had a lovely birthday meal with very cool friends (though most were slightly hungover), with some incredible mathematics needed to sort out the bill. I have found my calling as a banker: good job I’m doing economics next year. That’s right, it is going to happen - thank you Manchester and especially Exeter! Waiting for Thinking Skills Assessment on Wednesday which I’m actually quite looking forward too, as you have essays you don’t have to revise for, but just write from your heart. Ahem, hopefully with some slightly relevant stuff. Or I would look forward to if I could get rid of this dratted cold that developed during eating my salad. Who said vegetables were good for you? As a remedy, a good Spanish hot chocolate thick like soup. I like the slogan on the mug. Je suis ironique, non?

My friend is a genius x

Its the old fashioned things that are the best. Muffins on the fire mmm.

As holy as I feel being a pescetarian, this quinoa thing defeated me. Think parents are doing their best to dissuade me from not eating meat by serving me this on my birthday. We’ll call it a stalemate as it’s going to the chickens, and I’ll try to set a precedent for the rest of my adult life with just the things I’m consuming from now on instead: cake and champagne.

You’re not really a socialist are you?

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—	Dr Eadie. She should know it’s all about the champagne.

Andrew Lloyd Webber eat your heart out. I know this should be to a Les Mis song instead, but I can actually sing this.

Don’t Cry For Me Argentina (Evita) :

It won’t be easy
You’ll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love
After ll that I’ve done
You won’t believe me
All you will see
Is a girl you once knew
Although she’s dressd up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen
I had to change
Couldn’t stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window
Staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it too

Don’t cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance

And as for fortune and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired
They are illusions
They’re not the solutions
They promise to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don’t cry for me Argentina

Don’t cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance

Have I said to much?
There’s nothing more I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do
Is look at me to know
That every word is true

The French Constitution (Rosie’s homework) :

The national constituent

Assembly

Wanted to use their

Declaration of the rights of man

And the citizen

It was not easy

To get a constitution

Work with the monarchy

Who resisted the declaration

Although, this soon all changed

In the October days

And more émigrés

Work commenced again in the Assembly

France was divided into

Eighty three departements

Replacing provinces

With multi round elections

And broad electoral franchise

But limited in subsequent rounds

The Parlements were effectively abolished

Nobles and bishops were angered

Monarchiens against reformers

They planned in Paris

And published

Seventeen ninety one

The King could not propose laws or veto

Legislation for more than three years

His civil list would be determined

By legislative vote

This was in accord

With Montesquieu and his separation

Of powers

In the constitution improving on the

British model he had observed

The French Constitution

The King could appoint ministers

Only a suspensive veto

Dependent on the Assembly

For foreign policy

He needed consent before

He declared war

His office was then

Subordinate to the Assembly

It was only by means

Of the law that the King

Was able too – oo rule