#10minute story

[jordynbreeloa777]

After a 5 Month Break… I’m back With a Huge Success Story. I MANIFESTED REVERSING A REJECTION LETTER, TO ATTENDING MY DREAM SCHOOL IN A WEEK!

im back and im more motivated then ever. As you guys may know, my last post was 5 months ago as for I did NOT say I was taking a break. Welllll, I HAVE ONE OF MY BIGGEST SUCCESS STORIES YET. Before I left tumblr, I was super into “the void” and wanting to get in. Well no. Lol, Sammy Ingram snapped me right out of that. What I didn’t share was that I didn’t get into my dream school I been wanting to go for 3 years. Me and my sister was suppose to finally be going to the same school, walking on the same campus. Well let’s just say things didn’t go as planned. I didn’t get in, and when I saw my rejection letter my heart broke into a million pieces. I don’t remember how long I cried for. Until I remembered who I AM. I got myself together, and affirmed like a maniac. I affirmed through tears, hurt, through watching and hearing my friends get into their dream schools. I was depressed. I cried in school, at home, randomly throughout the day I was a mess. The 3D was slapped right in my face and even though I saw ZERO MOVEMENT. I had to practice what I preached right? I affirmed through the circumstances because I knew they weren’t permanent. Yes, and though I was sad, mad, it made me want to affirm more. I did 4 10 minute sessions everyday, with one 15 minute session. As well as robotically affirming throughout the day. I couldn’t stand me not going to the same school as my sister, especially since I HATED THE ONE I CURRENTLY WAS AT. If I didn’t get accepted I would have to return back which made me want to persist even more. I deserved this opportunity.

Of course, as the 3D is a mirror it has no choice to reflect your dominant beliefs. One day as I was in the going back home. My mom randomly said “I have exciting news for you.” Of course I asked what it was excitedly. Mind you I was still affirming even when I got in the car. She told me, that the dean of the school I wanted to get into said I still had a chance to get in, and what I need to do to get in. I needed another recommendation letter. WHATTTT? Now I affirmed that my recommendation letter was sooo good, and that my teacher KISSED MY FUCKING ASS in the recommendation letter. Literally this was my affirmations. “ I got into my dream school!” “Whatever teacher writes my recommendation letter kissed my ass, talking about how im such a good student!” Less then a week later my FINAL ACCEPTANCE LETTER COMES IN?? Now I don’t know why I didn’t get in the first time, nor do I care. THE HOW IS NOT OUR JOB TO WORRY ABOUT. WE HAVE ONE JOB. AFFIRM.

Here’s the acceptance letter, as for I manifested the rejection letter being turned into an acceptance letter! I did cross out, private information! By doing this and staying consistent, I manifested in 2 days. This just shows to stay consistent in your new assumption and stick with the new story! Your imagination is your only limit.

[kitsunabi]

I just wanted 6 secret source coressssss I didn't want to find the baby like this OTL

[exopelagic]

talking to him more very much achieved. we just talked for like 4 hours in the kitchen holy shit I need to sleep

[martinluvrr]

FLATLINE | PAIGE BUECKERS

⋅˚₊‧ paige x fem!gf!reader

⋅˚₊‧ summary: y/n and paige experience what it means to be in a long distance relationship, but with the distance between them, can they overcome it?

⋅˚₊‧ warning : secret relationship, angst (kinda) ,long distance.

⋅˚₊‧ duayaps: first post🥳🥳🥳.

⋅˚₊‧ inspired by flatline by justin bieber.

⋅˚₊‧ nav ||

"I'LL MISS YOU" paige muttered against her neck.

"it'll go by before you know it" y/n said pulling away from the hug. When college applications started being filled, she took a big risk and applied for Politecnico di Milano, a fashion uni in Milan, Italy. She had already said goodbye to her parents, thinking that was the hardest goodbye she could imagine, but the tears in her eyes from saying goodbye to her girlfriend right now, told her she lied to herself a while ago.

Paige and y/n had always had a rocky side of their relationship, for one, it was a secret waiting to bomb the world, two, they always knew that long distance was going to be a thing for them. With Paige going to Uconn and Yn going to PDM, 'it was already doomed' said by most people. But overcoming the rocky side of their relationship, there was the fairytale side. The one where they in love, where they supported each other in everything, where they took each others first kisses, first everything. They were each other's lifelines in a way, they didn't go a day without speaking to each other.

They both hoped that these future 4 years, weren’t going to change their feelings of each other.

✩

Lately you've been busy, wondering if you miss me

Why did you go against me? I just wanna know

How come you act so different? Talk to me, I'll listen

All the love I'm giving, don't act like you don't know

“…leave a message after the tone” y/n sighed as she hung up the phone. It was 7am and her alarm had just gone off, Paige was most likely asleep. It’s 1am at Storrs.

If you put the time difference aside, they were doing well. Both of them spent at least 2 hours everyday on the phone and haven’t had an any problems yet.

But it’s only been 5 months. 7 months and 3 years to go.

Y/n was glad Paige settled in great, she got along with her teammates and had a great support system there. Paige became a media star, with that came many fans. While y/n wasn’t the jealous type, these fans were wild.

She opened her instagram app, and slowly started to scroll through stories. When she stopped, went stiff. “Oh” she muttered, her girlfriend’s teammate, Aaliyah, had posted a story with the Uconn women’s basketball team having fun ,at what she would guess, a bar. Paige is in the background , a girl sitting next to her, whiles shes on the phone. Y/n quickly checked when the story was posted,10minutes ago.

‘Okay so she could’ve just posted this when she came home’ y/n quickly assured herself. Paige wouldn’t just ignore her calls, especially on a night out, right?

As those thoughts filled her head, a notification sound came from her phone.

pb 👩🏼‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽

gm baby. can’t talk, tired, going to bed.

y/n didn’t think anything, she couldn’t. She just typed ‘sweet dreams💗’ and hit send.

no i love you, no ily, not even an emoji.

‘Stop, don’t overthink this ,shes just tired’ she told herself. She shut her phone off and got out of bed, leaving her thoughts about P in her comfy bed.

:

It had been a month since the bar incident, and everything seemed normal, until a week ago.

Y/n just got out of work, a small intern job to help her graduate early. It was 6pm in Milan, and 12 in Storrs.On her way home, y/n called P.

The phone rang, 1,2,3 times before she hung up. Tried a gain, 1,2,3. User is busy.Paige had hung up on her, she didn’t think much of it. ‘She’s probs busy’.

That was 6 days ago.

While they exchange texts, no calls were made this week. Paige was busy, like really busy, But not busy ‘not go out with her friends for the 3rd time this week’ busy. Y/n got it, freshman year, new teammates, she had to have fun. She also knew that their relationship was on the down low. Even though she assured Paige that it was okay to tell her teammates, P reluctantly agreed. ‘I don’t know, i’ll see’ She muttered to y/n, 2 weeks ago on their normal facetime call.

Y/n didn’t want to think much of it, she didn’t want her overthinking to brew a fight. The last 2 years she was back home, her and paige had never gone a day without speaking to each other, but so what it stopped now?, it was common sometimes to not call. So she let it be, but Paiges text became more and more rare,more dry and definitely more weird.

But y/n knew, paige was just busy.

✩

Girl you always catch me at the bad time (Bad time)
When I know you probably think it's a lie (A lie)
I know I told you last time was the last time (Last time)
How could you pull the plug and leave me flatline?

On the other end of the phone. Y/n hit the red button, and ended the call. She hit her head on the wall behind her in frustration, thankful that the call wasn’t on facetime and Paige could see her sad face.

Y/n had called in sick at work so she could watch Paiges game in peace, her boss gave her an earful, because it was one of the more busier seasons in the fashion world, but she let her be ‘sick in bed’. She was proud of Paige, and was the happiest for her.

But the mood drifted when she heard the voice tell her they need her. ‘I need her too’ Y/n thought. This was the first time in a month that Y/n heard Paiges voice. Her heart clenched when she heard her sound weird, it sounded like she was frustrated. Frustrated with who though, with y/n?.

As time went quick, it felt like Paiges texts were more rare, and even more dry. And Y/n didn’t know if Paige was aware of the way she was acting, she also didn’t know if she should say anything, Paige was a freshman in college having fun, alone,without Y/n next to her.

If Y/n were to say anything, she didn’t want to seem like the bitchy jealous girlfriend that only wanted Paige to spend time with her, she just wanted Paige to spend some time with her.

It felt like their relationship was a bomb, and their time was running out quickly.

How could you pull the plug and leave me flatline? (Flatline)
Cause when I hit you, you don't even reply (Reply)
How could you pull the plug and leave me flatline?

✩

Not breathing, what is it I'm not seeing
Said she's leaving, damn I can't believe it
It's like my heart's bleeding knowing that you don't need me
Shut my heart down, now I don't know what Imma do now

“… i just need some space y/n” Paige said with frustration, a sigh coming after. Y/n’s heart dropped.

It all started an hour and a half ago.

Paige went out with her teammates after a late night practice, forgetting that y/n was waiting on her phone call that she promised she would do after practice.

After she came home, she was bombarded with messages from Y/n. 8 to be exact.

y/n💍

hey did you finish practice?

- 8:15PM

you ready?

- 8:18PM

paige?

- 8:20PM

paigeeeeeeee???

- 8:30PM

pbabyyyy

- 8:35PM

pls tell me u didn’t forget

- 8:45PM

paige are you fucking kidding me

- 9:45PM

it’s our anniversary

- 9:45PM

call me when you get home and make sure you’re not busy

- 9:50PM

And when she called, the yelling happened. It was the first fight they’ve had in a while. While Y/n finally exploded demanding to know what’s happening with her, Paige only had one thing to say.

“I think we should take a break”

“What?” Y/n whispered after a long pause.

“i’m not ready to be in a relationship Y/n/n, i’m still questioning what i want, and i don’t know if its you yet.” Paige said. “I’m sorry, i just need some space Y/n”

Y/n heart dropped, she didn’t know what to say or think. While Y/n knew that not everything lasted, Paige was a sure thing. Paige was her lifeline. What was she going to do?.

Y/n gulped and said the only thing she knew she could say “It’s okay”.

‘It’s okay?’ Paige was taken back. Had Y/n want to breakup before?, and then Paige shockingly felt hurt in her chest, her stomach slightly dropped. Why was she feeling like this? why isn’t she feeling relief?. This has been on Paiges mind for the past 3 months, wasn’t this the solution?

“Go be a superstar but don’t expect me to wait for you while you figure out what you want to do” Y/n said, her voice sweet. Not even a slight tone of bitterness.

Y/n still wasn’t able to move from her spot on the kitchen counter. Tears were streaming down her face, and before a sob sound could come, she hung up the phone. All Y/n knew was Paige, but know she didn’t even know that.

She had literally left her clueless, without her lifeline. now flatline.

✩

- 5 MONTHS LATER -

Paige stood there, watching from her afar.

“That’s her?” a croatian accent asked. She felt Nika sit beside her. “Yeah” Paige answered still in awe of her.

“She’s really pretty” Nika said. Paige nodded agreeing with her. She was wearing a flowy white short summer dress with cowboy boots.

It was Drews birthday today, and as the team had some off time, Drew invited them to his barbecue party. And the weekend before his birthday, he ran into Y/n. Of course the boy was oblivious to the breakup and while he asked still asked Paige for Y/n, she didn’t have the heart to tell him that they broke up.

So when Drew begged Y/n to come to his birthday party, Y/n didn’t know what else to say but yes. He could literally get whatever he wanted out of everyone.

At first, Y/n debated if she should just call Paiges stepmom and cancel, or she should just go and pray that Paige couldn’t make it.

Well, Paige had come. And so did the rest of the huskies. When Y/n saw them, she sighed. Although she was friends with Azzi, she didn’t know the rest of them, but by the look on their faces when she came in, she knew that Paige had told them her history.

Azzi, being the sweetheart she is, excitedly came running to Y/n and hugging her tight. The whole party they caught up with each other, with Azzi telling her about Uconn and Y/n telling her about studying abroad. For the past 30 minutes they’ve been talking, not once have either of them mentioned Paige.

Y/n turned, meeting Paiges eyes. The two of them made eye contact with each other again. Y/n then heard Azzi laughed, when she snapped her head to look at her friend. She saw a small teasing smile on her face. “Don’t even start” Y/n said, glaring at her. She got up and made her way to the other side of the backyard, where there was no Paige in sight.

“Y/n/n” she heard a child scream. Drew was suddenly hugging her legs. “Hi Drewsky” she laughed, beginning to tickle him. She felt the boy starting to laugh, and start to kick her hands away, while Paige and her were together, Drew became a big part in their relationship. Paiges parents often made Paige babysit Drew, and Y/n just tagged along. Through that time, Drew and Y/n became close, Y/n considered him as a baby brother. She would miss him.

“Paigeyy help me” Drew screamed laughing. Y/n became stiff, the hair behind her neck stood. She could feel her ex behind her as she let the little boy go and stand up.

Paige and Y/n stared at one another. Paige was thankful her teammates weren’t around right now, they would be on her ass all day after this.

“Hi” Y/n whispered, looking away from her and to the ground.

“Hey” Paige said back. “How’ve you been-“

“Paige please no small talk, what do you want?” Y/n cut her off. This was already awkward enough, no need to make it even more.

“Uh” Paige stuttered, a sigh coming after. “I missed you” Paige admitted. Y/n’s blood boiled, now she missed me?

Paige could sense Y/n anger, she placed a hand on Y/n elbow, tugging her from leaving. “Please just wait” Paige pleaded “I’m sorry, i just didn’t know what to do i kept having all of this kind of feelings and i know i was busy but i swear just one more chance-“

“Paige” y/n cut her off

“- and i’ll promise i’ll try harder-“ paige continued

“-stop-“ she tried to stop her

“please just give me one more chance”

“-okay” she agreed. Paiges eyes went wide, she didn’t think she would get her to agree that easy.

“I only needed you to apologize P, i only want you to make some time for me thats all. And if were really trying this again you have to be sure you want this because i don’t know if i can handle loosing you again” She said still looking at the ground.

Paiges heart dropped hearing her voice break. Although she knew how Y/n felt, Paige had been nothing but moody,grumpy and miserable these past few months. Seeing Y/n today, brought her hope that she had a second shot with her.

Y/n slowly picked up her head, and looked up at Paige. Paige was jaw dropping hot, and she knew that, her head couldn’t get any bigger by her ego.

Paige reached a hand towards her waist, pulling Y/n towards her. When she did, she slowly dropped a sweet kiss on her girlfriends lips, when she pulled away, her forehead dropped to Y/n’s.

She felt like she could finally breathe, her chest no longer hurt. She had her lifeline back.

✩

[bambimanifests]

~ “small” success story!

happened like a minute ago, so let’s get into it!

[ the word small is in quotes because there are no small or big manifestations, all are the same. ]

basically my headphones weren’t charging, i had them plugged in for hours and i wanted to listed to music and they were dead i was so confused, so i tried so many ways to fix it & nothing seemed to be working, plugging the charger elsewhere didn’t change anything and i know my “headphones case” (like the box u keep them in? no idea what it’s called) is in okay shape so i knew it had to be the charger, after trying to fix it for 10minutes i got sick of it and affirmed over and over and over that my charger is working and my headphones are charging, so i plug it back in and they’re now charging 😚😚

that is how fast you can always manifest!

just persist in the moment before you can even make any sort of resistance or doubts!

[drama-glob]

Cutscenes #45: Fifteen Candles

It's Megan's 15th birthday.

Letting out a brief sigh and looking a touch guilty, Ava felt the need to tell her, “Again, I’m sorry I couldn’t make it tonight, but I promise to be there on Saturday.”

“Oh, you don’t need to apologize Ava. It’s all good. I know you’re finishing up that presentation for English class on Wednesday. I’m just glad that I got mine done on Saturday, which isn’t super ideal for a weekend activity, but I’ll take it over it messing with my plans tonight,” Megan reassured her, even gently patting the other’s arm.

The black-haired teen smiled at the gesture and replied, “Thanks. So…do you want me to give you your present today or at the party? I brought it and put it in my locker just in case.”

“Ummm…is it okay if we open it before lunch ends?” the supersleuth asked with a touch of hesitancy.

Ava gave a small, lighthearted scoff and told her, “Of course it is!”

“Can I see what it is too?”

The two women then turned to Jessie, who looked between them and quirked an eyebrow before he stated, “What? I’m curious.” They all shared a chuckle, but the young man was quick to add, “I was just going to bring you your present on Saturday so you had something to open then.”

“That’s fine Jessie. I can’t wait to see what it is,” Megan chirped with a big smile. Afterwards, the teenagers returned to their meals for another 10minutes with an occasional question about classes or the next story for the school paper, but they eventually finished their lunches.

Here is the link on AO3:

@spyrkle4 @enbydemirainbowbigfoot

@gelatinous-globster In case you were interested. ;) A third of the stories are Globby ones, so there's a lot to read through even if you're just looking for Globby stories. ;)

[sadkidwithocs]

Hyen no who’s the real big brother and gonna have a headache from lazy ass roommate??

[Faren’s part]

If you ask me who is one of a few wrestlers whose be “VERY kind-hearted men” of locker room, not only great worker but also mature and nobody wants to mess with…the answer is Tito Santana

Me and Tito are from Texas and graduated from West Texas A&M, But I’ve never seen him there because he’s older than me 6 years. Maybe..we’re from the same hometown and same university are the reason why we can get along so fast!?🤷🏼‍♂️ He’s my roommate since I was brown hair newbies of WWF and he was single wrestler at that time. We goes each city/ each town together all year long eventhought we have different lifestyle.. such as I party a lot/ smoke cigarette/ big-mouth sometimes(many times actually) and stay up late but Tito doesn’t at all🫤

Sometimes I actually feel guilty a little when I’m drunk, I go back to the room late and make some loud noise from bumping into something in the dark while Tito’s sleeping🤥🍺 I’m sorry

He doesn’t know he’s funny person, In the morning I often sees him nodding off in front of laundry by wearing his lovely brown glasses, I mean.. he still wear sun glasses while in the building!?!!💀.

And it’ yes, he complains me about how clumsy I was at last night..(I mean..He looks like an old teacher complaining little kid !💀). I just listen silently, say sorry for many times and promise I won’t do like that again🤞🏻

Another things that similar for us is we are “Father” , his sons are all older than mine and we often talk about being dad also. Tito wants to be barber and teacher when he retired and now he do it well. (Bless kids in the future whose gonna study with coolest teacher whose was WWF wrestler!). Nothing that Tito can’t do!

Back to our story, when Tom Zenk walks out from WWF, Tito must move to be Rick Martel’s roommate because they are tagteam partner. And my new roommate Kona Crush from The Demolition(I’ll tell you about him later). Bless him again that he can escape from lazy ass and good-for-nothing person like me, he needn’t wake me up in each morning to go to laundry and hit the gym or have “give me a 10minute😪💤” from me as the answer

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I think I should take back my words.. because Rick is a heavy sleeper also. I mean.. he’s one of persons whose often party with me!. Poor Tito

🏞️🌅🌇🎆🎇🌠🌄🌆🏙️🌃🌌🌉🏙️

Tito:I don’t know what’s good there(night bar), lately you guys go there so often…and you go back with bruise! (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)

Faren: hm..nothing. Maybe it’s from I bumped into a chair last night.

Tito:It’s not bruise from bumping something, I mean bruise on your forehead like you fight with someome, you too Rick

Faren/ Rick: 😶💦

[akascow]

wanna know how i got these scars >:)

*insert 10minute rant about every single goofy scar i have and the weirdass story behind each of them*

[spindrifters]

Hello! I wanted to send you a hopefully nice ask because I have just moved house, started placement for the first time as a medic and had no internet connection for nearly two weeks (this all pairs well with being autistic) and having Marginalia downloaded and saved to escape to kept me from going completely bonkers!

I cannot thank you enough for your amazing story and I honestly have no idea how you manage something so long! (I am also chronically ill and haven’t made it to chapter 2 of either of my writing attempts) So wether it’s in 10minutes, 10 months or 100yrs know that there will be one human being delightedly jumping up and down because they got an A03 email about your story again.

Thank you, you are wonderful, and I hope you are finding joy! -RebelMedic99 🌟

this is SUCH a nice message, thank you for sending it!

it’s a struggle because honestly writing is usually the thing that gets me through flare ups, so the current brain fog is both unusual and really frustrating. that said, it makes me really happy to know that marg could help you out during the whole transition period! sounds like a chaotic time!

[inkspellangel]

Little Red Writing Hoods Writing Exercise!

Prompt: Write about someone who is learning to recognize and take credit for their own achievements.

Time brainstorming: 10minutes

Writing Time: 30minutes

As always when I need to think up something quick, the infernal cave characters come to the rescue. :'D

It may not be complete but this time it was Crystal's turn to step in.

First day

Crystal

Five years of education should be enough to prepare this. And it might have been. Had they not asked her to teach the children about Aquila Riot. No amount of time would be enough to prepare her for that.

At the same time, she didn’t need an education to tell them about that event. She had been part of it.

“Good day! My name is Crystal and I will be your new history teacher this year.” Would today be both the first and last time she walked through the school doors? She hoped not.

“I have been asked to tell you about the Aquila Riot.”

There was sighs and protests from the kids. According to them they didn’t need a whole class to go over the event, since they already read about it last year.

“What can you tell us that they haven’t already told us last year?” A boy in the back asked.

A part of her didn’t want to tell them about her involvement. She had been one of the older kids at the time. But she also didn’t want to lie to them. “Is there something you want to know about it?”

Another boy sighed. “It’s only a story anyway. No way that those children could’ve just gotten up in smoke.”

“They didn’t go up in smoke. They were in the building all along.” She spoke before thinking it through.

“And how do you know?” The second boy asked.

“Because I was there.”

Even the kids that were talking with each other went quiet. This was it! They all stared at her.

She took a breath and prepared to take the harsh words they would throw her way. She was ready to leave.

“That’s so cool!” The boy in the back broke the silence. Soon the others followed and they drowned her in questions. Not malicious ones. No. Their questions stemmed from curiosity.

Was it really okay for her to not be shunned? Did her experience not make her a monster? She herself hadn’t participated in the beating of children. She hadn’t even known about it until right before Gikel turned up. But she had participated in the burning of orphanages. As well as the ‘rescuing’ of the children they held.

Her hand reached for the identification chain in her pocket.

[shezzarus]

I know how we all love to call tumblr a hell site (affectionate) but somehow, it’s this particular damn website that help me find solace and beauty and hope when it feels like the world is weighing down on us, and other social medias just go on drawing out all wonder and genuine contemplation from existence.

As a now adult who grew up on Tumblr and drifted to platforms like Instagram, Twitter (sorry, X), and Tiktok, I can only realize how, waking up, phone being the first thing I hold, I would only be greeted by horrible news, and aggressive unfortunate stories, and reminders to despair and to mourn about the political and ecological times we live in. I would feel so drained, and it’s been barely 10minutes since I opened my eyes, and it’s like we are not allowed to wish for a future we would want to try for, anymore.

And in such chaos and anguish and worry, without denying all of what’s happening in the world, somehow, Tumblr comes up with posts like this, and I cry and I can think again, that maybe it’s worth it to stay alive, and I remember that I can have hope, and I can try for this hope to be a goal. And that maybe, we are allowed to be the future.

And in that, Tumblr manages to soften the mind and the heart I hardened to better pretend disillusion as survival.

In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"

We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines

[kolkaslove]

I have lots of funny highschool stories but one of my favourites is someone in my table/group in Science class throwing a burning match onto the wooden table and our Science teacher being so freaked out he told us for 10minutes about fire safety and was shouting that you should never ever throw burning matches.

Also a few minutes later I flicked the match to light it so hard it broke in half 💀💀💀💀

[lyssified]

vent time people

school is fucking wack u guys.

i hate my schedule so much, all my good classes are on my day 1 sched and all my bad ones are on my day 2 sched which is just not it in general

the impostor syndrome is literally real like i'm taking advanced math this yr and my 5'2 bright red hair, heart earrings and neon pink converse ass walks in and it's this navy blue and black serious looking room and it's like. u ever get the intense vibes you just don't belong somewhere

like that was me w this math classroom

also for film like i'm an advanced film student now. our final project is a 10minute MINIMUM video essay analysis of any piece of media and the cultural/technical significance of it. and everyone is out here saying their fav movies and it's like all these like game changing silent films or like cinematographic masterpieces and i'm SO SO intimidated by all of these people. just let me make movies why do i have to share my opinions.

literally even lunch is stressful cos i got invited to eat with the cool people from theater and hoooly fuck thats pretty scary.. umm. so now i'm also self conscious over my pretty fucking normal food choices for lunch. like are they going to kick me out of the table for eating pasta?? no but i'm still worried abt that shit

moral of the story everyone is probably (definitely not) judging me all the time and im not here for it <3

[researchdocumentationdump]

Podcast Post #1

I am planning to produce 2 episodes under 10minutes this is to help segregate my two main talked out ideas....being general factual information and personal stories, talking to people with coeliac.

Description

A simple easy to understand run down of Coeliac. Symptoms, social issues, and the Stigma

Details

my podcast platform would ideally be Spotify but also possibly Apple, and my photography campaign will hopefully tie in and be promotion to this podcast.

I will be recording this podcast in my flat room and is pretty quiet and conveniently accessible.

The first episode.

tone: informative, educational.

Plan the layout of the episode which will involve me researching and pulling information from quality sources. I will have to organise the flow of the episode and in which order I'll speak of the relevant information. then it will be a matter of putting together a script and gathering the equipment, scheming a time and making a base recording.

taking into consideration the three act structure:

Act 1 : My introduction, introducing me a very brief expiation of the project and aim, and how I got to there (there being the topic of coeliac and a podcast on it)

Musical intro 

Introduction 

Promise – tell briefly what this episode will be about - Tell them exactly what they are going to hear in this episode.

Act 2 : My Research findings with Explanation and examples in three Categories,

What is Coeliac Disease?

What are the common misconceptions/Misunderstandings?

What are the issues/problems that can arise from lack of knowledge/misconceptions about Coeliac?

Act 3 : Summarising Act Two with a clear understanding of what actions can be taken to prevent further unnecessary scrutiny by the general ignorance of people. Also leading this episode into its complimentary component of interviews and personal experiences.

Script ideas

Word for Word:

Intro: Brief summary of the episode’s contents. Introduce yourself, your podcast, and any guests. (Duration: _____ )

[Sponsor message]

[Theme music]

Topic 1: _______________ (Duration: ___ )

Main point

Supporting points

Data, quotes, or other information

Segue (can be a sound effect, short musical clip, or a phrase)

Topic 2: _______________ (Duration: ___ )

Main point

Supporting points

Data, quotes, or other information

[Sponsor message]

Topic 3: _______________ (Duration: ___ )

Main point

Supporting points

Data, quotes, or other information

Outro: _____ (Duration: ____ )

Recap

Call to action

[Closing theme music]

The Second Episode

tone: conversational, light.

My second episode will look at following an interview format. where I will introduce the episode and the people I'll be interviewing and I will have a bunch of questions I would want to hear and have discussed. however I would want to have some flexibility for input and direction from my guests. this includes having an open discussing catering to hat they may want to get across or have said. this episode will potentially be longer than 10 minutes do to the nature of conversation and discussion.

Interview: 

Intro: Brief summary of the episode’s contents. Introduce yourself, your podcast, and any guests. (Duration: _____ )

[Sponsor message]

[Theme music]

Guest introduction: include a guest bio, including their title, experience, and any relevant accomplishments. Thank them for joining the podcast. 

Question 1 (Duration: ____ )

Question 2 (Duration: ____ )

[Sponsor message]

Question 3 (Duration: ____ )

Outro: _____ (Duration: ____ )

Recap

Call to action

[Closing theme music]

Gathering the information and referencing/acknowledging correctly

Theme Music

I've decided to move all my information gathered on milanote and add it to the blog to keep it all I one area.

here are some articles I was reading around the Gluten-free Stigma

"With the push to a gluten-free diet, the disease is no longer taken seriously. If you go into a restaurant now and the server hears you’re gluten-free … they often don’t consider it a medical condition.” Geller explains, “The real drawback is because there’s not yet a medication — and in America, we equate medications with serious conditions — people are not going to take it seriously."

"People with celiac disease often suffer from stigma, feelings of inadequacy, and exclusion from normal social roles. Stigmas also interfere with maintaining positive self-concepts, which tends to lead to reduction in social network and support systems."

https://www.healthcentral.com/slideshow/12-celiac-disease-and-gluten-myths-debunked

above is the link to a website that debunks not of the myths going around about coeliac disease.

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well friends... we finished season 3 of MASH

I am sad

[baekuras]

it’s 1am and instead of deciding on how far I wanna limit a story I have many things noted down for and stuff my brain just made a whole new one, cast included, main message or whatever included, limited to one overall goal that involves the main 3 in personal and also worldwide ways and just

help