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LIFE AS A CUMBRIAN AT UNI- PRESTON EDITION

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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 ...

Dear the boy who nearly broke me, but didn't.

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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 ...

2016, you absolute legend.

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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...

Me, myself and this little adventure called Uni.

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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...

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...

10 things I want to achieve before I go to University.

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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...

NUTELLA CHAT: BOYS, SUNDAY DRINKING AND SECRET WEIGHT LOSS.

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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...

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....

Dear 13 year old Anna.

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Dear Anna, I've chosen this age because it's when most things started to blossom... And then burn. Right now you have a crush on a boy, a real big crush and everyone knows.. Even him. You'll shout and get jealous and you'll honestly think that you're going to marry him one day. How sad. It takes you until you're 17 and 7 months to finally get over him. I want you to know that you should never change to get a boys attention. Your Mam is in a relationship, you hate him and his kids. You want them gone from your life. You want you and your Mam, and you don't really want to share her. You'll hate his kids, you'll hate how strange they are and you'll hate your soon to be Step Dad more than anything in this world. I  want you to know that, even though things might be though and you hate everyone and everything, things will get better. Right now, you hate your weight, or should I say a few individuals hate your weight and they will do eve...

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...

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...

My 2015.

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2015 has definitely been a year to remember, from having no friends to the best friends, crying at College to passing with flying colours; this year has been a whirl wind of emotions and events. I believe on this blog that I highlight my highs and lows, no matter how silly they are. I passed my driving test which was one of the happiest days of my life, I don't think I've ever felt prouder than holding that certificate in my hands. You'll always pass eventually, no matter how long it takes you. Don't give up! This blog got 6000 (It's now currently 6895) subs, which is amazing. I made this blog to tell people how I felt, to express myself and share my ranting moments and lush highs, to be called 'Passive Aggressive' and to be slagged off at dinner tables throughout Cumbria.  I went to Paris, Disney Land and seen the Eiffel Tower (That's another story, check out my 18th birthday post for more on that). A dream came true when I was able to go to Pari...