Unicorns and Fairy Dust

Well, it has been some time, hasn't it? Not really sure what to type, what to talk about but here's some good news! I got a house! like a proper grown-up house where I pay bills and buy toilet paper and I'm not woken up at 3 am by my flatmate having sex with some bird (woman). Not a bird woman.. As in a woman. I'm sure she was lovely... Sober and makeup intact. You do you girl, just not at 3 am in my flat. I got a dog! after many months of searching the rspca website and looking at massive dogs that were out of the question. I somehow ended up with a fluff ball called Ernie who is a little SHIT and barks at anything. I'm off my happy pills. okay, maybe not by doctors orders but I just stopped and you know what, apart from a few bumps in the road; everything is okay. Anyways, I can see myself rambling more than drunk Anna does on Snapchat. let's leave it here! I really miss blogging and there have been many times I've sat down with ideas ...

Today I feel I'm able to talk about my little brain, the way it effects my every day and how it impacted my life. If this is the first time you hear about some things, I'm not sorry. I've always been loud, in your face and a complete drama queen. I never let my fat thighs get in the way to podium dancing and I always had a smile on my face. I used to cackle with my laugh and everyone knew me. I loved my life, I got into uni after protesting I wasn't going to go. Then it started, my head decided to hate me. I was in a flat with awful people, people who made me feel so uncomfortable I refused to enter the kitchen. It got that bad I bought a portable hob so I could make noodles in my room. Everything spiralised out of control and I was unable to cope or to ask for help. Fast forward to May and within 3 weeks I moved back home, broke up with my boyfriend, bought a car and it blew up, costing me thousands. I had nothing, I felt like everything was going wrong. If it ...

As I've completed my 2nd year at uni (albeit a different uni, but that's another post) I've came to find that I've found out even more about myself than ever; and that people still can't understand us Cumbrians. so here are my 10things I've learnt at uni, enjoy! cheese xl needs to be a national treasure and I feel deeply sorry for anyone who hasn't had the opportunity to have them at least once. there's nothing in this world better than pads on a Thursday, fishbowl of skittles, donk, smoking area crack. amazing.  Cumbrians speak proper strange, like, really strange. why do we say yam? garn? marra? dossen? why do we always say ey? when at uni I feel like I basically have to slow my speech down that much it would be easier to send them a message. every single youtube video, blog post, news article and little booklet you get forced to put into your free goodie bag at uni open days- are all lies. sugar coating? Jesus christ. the people on the cover s...

Helloooooo! It's me, I haven't died, ran away with my next-door neighbour or became a stripper. just been living my best life, getting drunk and getting into debt. Uni life, hey. If you can remember more than me, you might remember that when I went to Bolton uni (bad times, let's not remember that whole experience), I have done a post about being a Cumbrian student. Well that was 2 years ago so I think it deserves an update. Lets go! People will think you're Geordie and they will make you say curly wurly, laugh at the way you say no, door, poor, hello... The list goes on. You will get stupidly defensive when some moron from Manchester tries and says he's more northern than you. Back away Oasis, you're basically midlands. Cheese xl will always hold a place in your heart, forever. You'll say a word and receive blank faces because did you know that no one uses the word ratch????? Horrified. You have to come to terms with the fact that if you have ...

As I sit in my tiny uni room, covered in unicorn-themed items, surrounded by empty bottles of saka water; I wonder. how did I get here? First off, I'm not at Bolton anymore. I can honestly say, it was the worst decision of my life to even think about going there. I hated it, I hated the people, I despised my shitty flat with shitty flatmates who had my life (P.S I'LL PUT MY BACON WHEREVER I WANT). I hated the course, I hated my lecturer. It made me depressed and I knew that I wasn't going to return. So I quit. I sent an email to my tutor which said "You're shit, I'm not coming back"- He hasn't replied yet. Then came the difficult part of 'Shit Anna what the fuk are you gonna do??' and then came to the constant reminder from the back of my brain that I was a failure. Somehow, through clearing and pure luck, I got into Uclan or Preston uni. And I bloody love it. I love my silly mates, I love my dirty flat, I love the nightlife and most im...

Dear, you, I was needy, and so were you. I needed attention, comfort and to know that I wasn't broke. You gave me everything I wanted, you gave me attention, you took me away on breaks to the city, you bought me makeup and chicken nuggets. You told me I was perfect; even when I'd just woken up and I still had last nights make up on. You said you'd keep me safe from my ex, that he was nothing. You supported me throughout my uni days, you video called me when I was crying and wanted to come home. You bought me kebabs even though you were 126 miles away from me, just because I was craving chicken. You were my everything, my world and my all. ... And then I came back from uni and it all changed. It had changed over the weeks, slowly. We talked less, argued more but I put it down to me. I stressed myself out with exams, I know. I didn't sleep or eat because I didn't want people to think I was a failure. I was stressed, you were stressed but I still tried. You gave ...

Living in student halls is shit at the best of times, you have a small room, you have to share a bathroom with people who normally don't flush, you have to share a shower and hope you don't find any stray hairs and you have to share a fridge; which is a pain in the fucking arse. You can't have a shower at 1am, you feel awkward cooking bacon at 4am because you're hungry and unlike being at home, you get judged for running to the bathroom in a tshirt knickers. I personally cannot wait to get out of this jail cell, which Bolton uni kindly charge me 80 pounds a week for. I cannot wait to fill my freezer up with chicken nuggets and have no order at all with my fridge contents. If you haven't guessed, I'm having my own flat next year, and I cannot bloody wait. Here are the pros and cons of student prison. PROS You get to meet a lot of people, you get people in the same boat as you. shout out to Jordan, Leah and Leon, my original uni friends. Freshers are...

A big portion of this blog is about my body, my weight and my body confidence. Both the happy parts and the bad bits. I promised you all I would never sugar coat anything for you because I want people to see the real Anna. The first update is that I'm still fat, I'm still over weight but I can still fit into Topshop jeans so it means that I haven't put on any weight since last year. I still have dreams about being a size 8, having cheek bones and just showing off some bones in general. Then I see a cake and think "Na, lets have cake". It's a very confusing circle. I'll insert a picture below to show you a current body image of me. Coming to uni has certainly changed the way I see myself and it's helped in a massively good way. In Workington I'd never dream of going round town with a skirt on or a crop top, or even how I normally dress at uni and on nights out in Bolton. when I'm back home I feel like uni has spoilt nights out now because I ...

So it's that time of the new year, where I think about everything I done last year and either laugh or cry. Let's face it, i done both. Here are my 2016 doll moments and disaster moments. DOLL I went on so many adventures with my best friends, it's amazing what 20 quids worth of petrol, brit awards 2008 cd and 99p chicken mayo can do. I've seen some of the prettiest sights, spent nights in my car near enough pissing myself laughing, I've nearly killed Chris and Jade so many times. I made so many new friends, went to a lot of parties and experienced a lot of hangovers. 2016 was the year Anna and vodka got into a relationship. I got into bloody uni, a thing a year ago I thought would never happen. Actually, a year ago I hadn't even applied for uni. so much for a gap year, Anna. I experienced freshers week and survived. I learnt how to be independent, something which O think my Mam struggles to cope with because 20 weeks ago I didn't even know how to n...

You can tell it's been a while when I do a post like this. instead of doing mini posts on each topic I thought I'd get it all off my chest so we can focus on Christmas and the new year. I'm single, yep I'm single and no longer in a relationship. A whole year and a bit together gone. For the fist week I was lost but now I've adapted and I'm ready to focus on Anna. There's no bad feelings, there's no hate. we just simply argued too much. When I came to Uni I didn't realise all the things in a normal household I took for granted, like salt and pepper. have you seen how expensive they are? It's crazy. or tinfoil, tweezers, biscuits and most of all; toilet bloody paper. Before I came to uni me and my Mam worked out my budget and let me tell you, that all went to pot. I did not take into consideration that Annas' essentials and the worlds essentials are very different. I just thank the lord for sell by date and chopped tomatoes. Christmas i...

So this post is all about my experience being a Cumbrian at University. If you don't know, I study at Bolton University and this is my first year. I always assumed people would now where it is, boy I was so wrong 'Oh so you must go out in Tiger Tiger all the time then eh?' I will say it again for the people at the back. I AM NOT FROM NEWCASTLE, I AM NOT A GEORDIE, I LIVE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COUNTRY. You WILL get funny looks from people when you ask "Alright *insert name* What's crack?" But no, I don't mean the drug, god sake people! 'Yeah I went to Cumbria once on a school trip, there's loads of lakes and stuff eh?' I will calmly try and tell you that rule number one of being a Cumbrians' best friend is that YOU UNDERSTAND THAT THERE IS ONE LAKE IN THE LAKE DISTRICT. And no, I don't know where you mean by 'We went to this forest to collect leaves, do you know where I mean?' Near enough every southerner will...

Todays post is all about my experience with the first week at University. shock horror, I'm using lists. The kitchen is a prime place to make friends, everyone has to eat. Things WILL go missing- deal with it and buy new bread #breadgate You'll soon realise no one gives a shit what you look like, so go out with no make up on. Do it! Toilet roll will be used so fast. Someone will ALWAYS use your washing up liquid if left out. Drinks are cheap on student nights out and freshers, after that you need a loan. Take aways are hella cheap. You'll miss your family, your bed, your mam. you might even want to go home after 24 hours. DON'T. You'll meet people from totally different walks of life, they will make you understand that maybe the friends at home aren't as special as you thought. Everyone is scared to go to the toilet and poo, just do it before you all shit yourself. triple vodkas kill anna. google maps will make you walk 2 miles for a 10 minute wa...

You might have noticed that I've been very absent from the blogging world; this is because I lived. I lived and I played and I partied and I drank and I made lots of stupid and silly mistakes, I've danced beside lakes, sang my heart out at 3am and cried to my best friend over Uni. I made a blog post about everything/everywhere I wanted to go and do in the 6 weeks off. The list is below so lets just see what I've actually achieved. Go for a late night adventure to somewhere. Did it happen? Yeah I suppose, late night adventures to Kendal for a KFC and then finding a lake but getting lost and ending up a mountain. Adventures are the best when you text you friend and tell them you'll be 10 minutes. Go camping. Did this happen? Did it heck! I'm so cringe I make myself feel sick. Go on a date with Austin. Did this happen? HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA NO. Take Oscar to the zoo. Did this happen? No, but I still love and miss him more than anything in this world. Dye my ha...

I asked you guys to ask me questions and bloody hell you are all strange! Enjoy! What is your favourite thing about being 18? Alcohol. Do you miss College? More than anyone could imagine! I miss all my boys so much, i feel like I've lost a leg or something. Will you carry on blogging when you go to University? Yes, I mean, I'm going to have to explain it to my flat mates that I'm not going crazy when they hear me talking to myself whilst filming. I hope to bring you a unedited version of University life. What's Sunday club? You would be asking this question if you had me on snapchat (annaltee), Sunday club is mine, Chris' and Jades (or sometimes Morgans) adventure day. I don't know why, but it just happens every Sunday and now it's Sunday club. Are you doing any more collaborations soon? Yes! Very soon actually, I'm just waiting for a delivery to arrive! What colour is your hair currently? My hair is currently gr...

Dear my Drama Teacher, From my very first parents evening you told my Mam "You have a bit of a Drama Queen on your hands, don't you?" To my last parents evening where you said "Anna's definitely a Drama Queen and a strong performer, she keeps everyone in check." You inspired me to be as dramatic, flamboyant and sassy as I am. You gave me the courage to start doing drama and to be confident. You gave me the confidence to be happy in my own skin. You gave me a lot, and I thank you for that. You created (Well, you and Mrs Chima- or Miss Armstrong) the bag, the bag which ruled the School, had priority in the dinner line and was a absolute legend (I still spell legend like Leg-end, thanks!) My bag was something which I could sort of hide behind, metaphorically and physically. With my bag I felt more confident because people were looking at my humongous bag and not the fact my pen had burst in my blazer for the tenth time. You also used the fact that I...

UNIVERSITY UPDATES So the week which I've been dreading for the last 2 years has happened... I leave college on Thursday. Most A Level students are having a whale of a time because for the past 2 years they have been a solid 5 days a week; me however, have been a sometimes 4, sometimes 2 and sometimes none type of learner. Everything is just so real, I bought a pan today and I honestly feel like I can rule the world.. With a pan. I'm starting to buy bits and bobs for my uni flat and bedroom. stocking up on shampoo bars and making mental lists of what should I bring clothes wise (I still have no fucking clue). This place and these people are my comfort zones, Millies Monday is my favourite, Nandos Thursday is what I live for and in less than 77 days, everything will change. If anyone told me in year 10 that I would be going to Uni, driving a car and have a boyfriend who isn't that boy, I never would have believed you! I HAVE THESE MUSHY FEELINGS GUYS! So this b...

Dear Sir, This letter will probably have spelling errors, miss used punctuation and Similes which doesn't make sense- a proper 'Anna' letter. See, you're the only person who made me believe in myself (And yes, I still use the face that beLIEve has a lie in it). Who told me that just because my target was much lower than my potential, a letter on a sticker should not stop me from doing my best. You used to constantly tell me that the way I wrote was unique and it's very rare someone can write like they speak, "You write like you would have a conversation, but dear god Anna, why so much glitter?"- The time I used glitter for a mood board and you were finding it two years later. From shouting at me in the corridors what PEE stands for, to asking me what I'm going to get as GCSE results; then getting very angry at me when I shouted back "D". You made me believe in myself. From skitting me about my bag, to my obsession with glitter and Jor...

I go to Uni in 95 days and it's only just hit me that I've done fuck all this year. Summer holidays are approaching so I think it's time to do some crazy things with my friends (I mean Austin, Chris, Jade and Caitlin count right??) I've composed a realistic list of things I want to do, and in 95 days I'll come back and see how many I've done! I want to go for a late night adventure to somewhere, I'm talking about 1am drives to Blackpool to get some pizza. I want to go camping somewhere, have no signal for facebook or snapchat and fail at making a fire. I want to go on an actual date with Austin, get dressed up and talk about random shit. in 95 days I'm not going to see him every day, I don't think either of us have let that sink in yet. *HINT HINT AUSTIN PET* Take Oscar to Barrow zoo, or even just a day out, just us two. I've seen Oscar at least twice a week since he was born and to then see him once a month is going to be a massive cha...

Hellloooooooo! It feels like forever and ever (Amen?) since I last wrote a blog post. basically, because it has been! With moving house, having no internet and my phone being a dickhead; I haven't been able to blog. I'm back though, I'm back and I'm never, ever leaving you guys ever again! In case you've missed the last few blog posts I'll link them here , here and here for you to look at! So a life update.. I'll just jump into the deep end and hope to god a attractive life guard comes and saves me... I'm hoping to go to University in September, 100 miles away from my Gran, my bed and my boyfriend. We've been going out for 8 months and the most time we've spent apart is 2 days. When and if I go to University I'll be seeing him once a month. ONCE A FUCKING MONTH. Now, this makes me sad because once a month seems like nothing but I'm also excited to see how we cope. I've also become a bit of a alcoholic in these recent...

So exams are approaching and I can't believe it's been 2 years since I done my GCSE's! Today I'm going to share with you my top tips for revision and how to survive this manic time! Find out how you revise better. This may be different to your friends. The way I found out was to just try, trail and error is your best bet here! Knock your phone off, just do it okay. Make sure you have plenty of sleep, aim for 9 hours. Take time to eat regularly and drink plenty of water.  FOR THE LOVE OF UNICORNS PLEASE, DO NOT USE ENERGY DRINKS AS A SLEEP REPLACEMENT Don't quit your social life, obviously if you have a exam on a Monday and you're going out on a Sunday, I wouldn't advise it. In all fairness, you still need to socialize and have fun. Listen to your teachers. Funnily enough, the teaching degree they done actually means something and they may know more about a certain subject than you. Ask if you need help, it's what they are there for. You ...