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Q&A

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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...

A letter to my Drama Teacher

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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...

NUTELLA CHAT: MY FINAL WEEK/RED HAIR DON'T CARE

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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...

A letter to my English Teacher.

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...

Q and A with Corey aka My Bestie Bum.

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I've spent today in a room, with blankets very carefully placed on me to "make you feel fluffy", talking to my best friend and asking silly questions. I've done a Q and A with Corey before and it got quite a lot of views. I took to twitter for you guys to ask me questions about life, about me and Corey.. Anything you wanted. As long as it was okay for my Mam to read, this blog does have some limits. What's the best thing about each other? Anna: That without even thinking about it, he is my best friend. We might not see eye to eye and sometimes I want to punch him, he's my number one and I owe a lot to him. Corey: I hate how she doubts herself even though she's normally right (I use the term normally very loosely). *I then had to remind Corey that it was the best thing about each other, not point out the flaws, dick. Corey: The best thing is that she can make any situation, any conversation a happy one, she can make anyone laugh and smile....

Goodbye my Milkshakes.

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Now, most of you won't understand the title, but if you're in my college group, you're probably laughing right now. As the end is nearly in sight and soon well have to go our separate ways, I wish I could stay here forever. I wish I could stay in room 120 forever and have Karl or Corey bring me a hot chocolate and a cookie every morning. I wish I could keep all my friends together and make them ever so angry at my life choices. But I can't. Life is just starting really, stupid fucking life getting in the way of my right now, perfect life style. Stupid uni applications which make me nervous, stupid aptitude tests which I fail and stupid, stupid interviews which make me feel a bit sick. Stupid buses to college which I secretly love and stupid bunch of lads who I love more than anything. Really, it has to come to a end. when I left Southfield I was relatively upset, more scared to be honest. This time, I'm terrified of adulting the adult worl...

Me and my life crisis.

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Now, I'm the first to admit that I'm a bit of a Drama Queen and every time I get a paper cut (which is a lot actually, god knows why) I always beg for a plaster and god forbid I have a bad head... Well, that must mean I have a bleeding brain and I have 40 seconds to live. But any ways, back to the point, I'm panicking. I'm panicking because I don't know what I want to do with my life. I'm panicking because I've just found out that I'm basically not going to get into University because my stupid course and my stupid College changing things around. I don't know what to do and it's making me panic like nothing else, I hate not knowing what's happening and what's going to happen. I also got really annoyed with my friends, which made me annoyed with Austin (he was just there, no other reason than being a easy target), which then lead me onto dying my hair half blue and half pink. I always do this and now it means I can't wear pink tone...

Top tips for having/running a car.

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As most of you know I have a car called Ruby, she's a little Ford Fiesta who's coming up 18 in June. She's not new, she's a bit rusty on her doors, scuffed on the bumper and her wheels are dented from where I tried, and failed to do reverse parking. Saying that, she's my pride and joy... Just a very, very expensive one. Even before you can legally drive the car yourself you need to have lessons and pass your theory, soon I'll be writing a fool proof blog post on how to pass your theory, that will be here. Lets be real, learning to drive costs a fucking fortune, I was just lucky enough to have the bank of Dad to pay for my lessons and test(s). I paid 20 pounds per test and it took me just short of 10 months to pass, eventually. That's a lot of money just on lessons, then add up the cost of your theory and your test. Sometimes, you're looking at in or around £1000 just to pass; and you probably don't even have a car yet! Insurance will cos...

My annoying habits.

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I get told a lot that I annoy people, I normally take offence but every now and then I get told I do something over and over again, no matter how many times I do it and get told off. These habits annoy me more than anyone else, this doesn't stop others from complaining, again, about them though. I bite my nails when I am stressed. I've always done it, ever since I could remember. My Dad bites his nails until they bleed which is just lovely and maybe I copied off him. This is a really bad habit and I mostly do it when I'm stressed or when I'm anxious. I bounce my leg when I'm sitting down. By bounce I mean shake my leg, I do this when I'm not even thinking about doing it and then I start to think about it, and then I cant stop. Annoys my Gran so much, not going to lie, I sometimes do it just to annoy her. I say 'like' too many times in one sentence. This one's for you Mam! I think my generation have adapted the word like into thei...

Q&A with Corey Worey Woo and Nice Dan.

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I took to social media to ask you lot what you wanted to ask me.. Or us. We had lots of replies and questions, I hope I’ve got most of them answered for you. Some of them are directed at me and some are directed at these two weirdos who are currently singing Taylor Swift. Let’s go. 1.         What do you all want to do after college? Anna : Ask me when I’ve finished college. I have so many ideas, aspirations and even more crazy ideas I have no clue anymore. I’m just hoping one of my eggs in my basket will crack open and work out. Corey : Sure Anna’s already told you, I work as a blacksmith alongside college so I’ll be doing that full time and all qualified and shit when I finish college. Nice Dan : I’m hoping to study Mathematical Engineering at Salford University. 2.         Who’s the brainiest out of all of you? Anna : As much as I’d like to say myself, I know deep down that at the age of 18 I s...

Engineering Updated: My final year.

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I made this blog to try and change peoples perspective of Women in Engineering, or in fact, anyone in any career path which is deemed "strange". I've done various blog posts about my story and you can find them here , here   and here . This blog post is a update on them all really, a look back of what has happened and a big, fat thank you to everyone who's made me very happy. I made it very clear from the start that I hated the course I had chosen. I hated early mornings, I hated the course, I hated a full day of maths on a Monday and most of all, I hated being alone. As you all will know, I met two boys who changed everything and then shortly after I met my new friendship group #chicken4thewin. over the past 18 months things have just gotten better. I finally got that pass, the pass which everyone thought I wouldn't get. My friends are as strong as ever, maybe even stronger. they are my only friends now everyone from Southfield doesn't really speak t...