I came here purposely to write a long and interesting post about something long and interesting.

But I forgot because I'm stupid.

*pootles*

Postscript

Is my header too big? It is, isn't it?

Okay, I need to rant.

I'm sorry in advance, because this is likely to be one of my incoherent, fuck-the-universe type rants.

FUCK THE TORIES FUCK THE TORIES FUCK THE TORIES FUCK THE TORIES,

I don't even care that it limits the amount of people who do a degree. I understand, I do, that the value of a degree  has devalued and there's a shocking ratio of graduates:graduate career paths. But do you not see what you're doing? Effectively, the poor will no longer be able to afford an education, at least not without risking massive debt in the future (something those accustomed to being in debt will want to avoid.) So the poor don't get an education (or get a poor one at a less expensive university), aren't qualified for graduate jobs and remain poor, whilst the rich can afford to go to the best universities in the country and yeah...get richer.
The rich get richer and the poor get poorer, in what universe is that fair?

Can I just point out that the generation of students this will affect have yet to earn a paypacket, let alone claim benefits or waste money or anything. In no way could the deficit ever be their fault.
Can I also point out that clever people often spring up from poor backgrounds. Yes, those who can afford a private education often do better but so too do children from strong working class backgrounds who've striven AGAINST THE ODDS to get good grades. My parents couldn't afford private education, but if I can just take a minute to show you my academic record...12A*s at GCSE, 3 AS levels and one A2 level (all at A grade) and yeah, I'm predicted 2A* and an A. But if the fee change affected me (thank god it doesn't) I genuinely would be struggling with uni fees next year.
In fact I wouldn't go, as a matter of principal.

What angers me the most is that it's all basically a cover for government cuts. In essence, the government wants to cut funding to higher education because of the massive fucking deficit that wasn't even my FOURTEEN YEAR OLD SISTER'S FAULT. And I know the cuts have to come somewhere, but why there? Surely there's a way of making cuts that is fair to everyone, that doesn't prioritise the rich and fuck up the poor for generations to come.
Just a theory.



Emma x

Want.

You've probably heard of Shakespeare and Company, to be honest, but I only just discovered it - it's an English-language bookshop on the Left Bank in Paris, and it looks wonderful. The original S&co was frequented by the likes of Hemingway and Pound,
and now,
and now,
they offer young writers and artistes (known as "Tumbleweeds") a bed for a few hours behind the tills. The middle picture shows one of the places they sleep.

BOOKS ALL UP THE WALLS,
AND A LITTLE BED,
AND A LADDER.

I am so jealous right now.

And the other thing I like about Shakespeare and Co is the way it's american-run, but they spell Shakespeare the english way. Oh, love.

SINCE WHEN DO I HAVE 6 FOLLOWERS?

I do not understand.
Oh, one of them is me, of course. But the other 5 of you...hi, when did you all appear?

(Don't laugh at me for having such a pitiful amount of followers. Actually, you can if you want since it is pretty bad.)

Secret: I can be really annoying.

Anyway, shall I do a round-up of how things are going for me?

Since we last spoke *checks* I've read Great Expectations, Keep the Aspidistra Flying, Tess of the d'Urbervilles, The Mill on the Floss and I'm halfway through All Quiet on the Western Front; hopefully I'm going to finish that tonight.

I've acquired a stalker, he's half-Turkish, ugly and fucking creepy; hopefully he'll get the picture after I've ignored every text and fb message he's sent me this week.

I've done approximately TWENTY BAZILLION HOURS of dance in preparation for a show, a competition AND an exam, and discovered the costumes for the competition are...absolutely foul, if I'm honest. Well no, they're pretty attractive if you're built like a rake, but I am not shaped for stretchy lycra hotpant leotard bajingos, okay?

It's like this but not.

Not that I'm fat. I feel the need to add that. I just have big boobs.
(Apologies, new-ish followers. I don't have an off switch.)

"Actually, that's a lie, I'm never going to look like Keira Knightley, because my boobs are roughly the size of her head."

April this year, see what I mean? 

I've discovered that, based on a tariff score of 300, I've actually already got into my 5th choice uni without having to take my final year exams. SCORE. 

Oh yeah, I've snuck some school-work in there too. I'm a regular Maggie Tulliver check out my literary references, Cambridge, you want me yeah!!

And that's all I really have to say. Except essential blog maintenance, I SOLEMNLY SWEAR that I am up to no good that I will change my header so it isn't so square and ugly, AND write a post about classical music that I ACTUALLY LIKE, and do something else interesting by the end of the week.

Insert obligatory blog-end question here. Tell me about your life if you like.

Cheers :)

Emma x

Here’s to the man who invented stairs
And taught our feet to soar!
He was the first who ever burst
Into a second floor.
The world would be downstairs to-day
Had he not found the key;
So let his name go down to fame,
Whatever it may be.
– Oliver Herford, Happy Days, 1917

British, young, blogful?

I don't know if any of you'll be interested, but this just pinged into my inbox: Channel 4 are looking for the Best Young Blogger. Have a look. You never know.

What do you reckon? Worth going for? Personally I'm not sure I've got the time, the inclination or the talent, but if inspiration strikes I might give it a shot :)