greenmangostudio

today a teacher I’ve known for years and deeply respect called my mom’s phone asking for my brother. I picked up the phone. Now, picture this: I’m 19 years old, and my brain is running at 200 mph trying to sound polite, perfectly articulate, and composed for this teacher. What does my overthinking brain decide to produce instead? 'Hello! Ah, my brother? Yes, I am his BROTHER.' Y’all, I am a 19-year-old girl. My mom was standing RIGHT NEXT TO ME when I said it. The micro-second of absolute, deafening silence on the line after I said that felt like three whole business days. I immediately corrected myself, passed the message, and hung up as fast as I could, but the emotional damage was already done. My brain has been replaying this 10-second glitch in 4K resolution for hours. Please tell me I’m not the only one who has completely ruined their dignity in front of someone they respect over a stupid slip of the tongue. Drop your worst brain-fart stories in the comments so ...

I dont know if I should even be saying this stuff on social media but I dont know where else to turn to when I want some real world advice, opinions or hear about people that have gone through something like this. I might yap a lot of bear with me ya'll So I am an alevel kid and I went to this revision class. The institute is something I am familiar with but its stupid bathroom isnt. And well, as embarrassing as this is, the second I got there i wanted to go to the washroom. Like it was an emergency and I had to stay in that class for hours so I wanted to get it overwith. All my friends were upstairs already cause I was a bit late so I thought well its not that big a deal so might as well go alone and come back as quickly as possible. And again this was my first time going to the washroom. I just realised then and there that its just one washroom, one stall for both girls guys men and women. And I had to relieve myself and it was sort of spacious and it lowkey stank. But I was li...

Ok, this is a little silly, but It’s been about 2 months now and I still feel like I fucked something up and can’t get it back. So I (F early 20’s) made friends with an older gentlemen (M mid to late 40s-50s) last year and would occasionally message each other on Instagram/facebook. Nothing too crazy, mostly he would congratulate me on my recent accomplishments and send me some advice if I needed it which I always took to heart and appreciated. To me, he’s like a father figure and always had my back like a supportive parent would. We have mutual friends who I’m really close with and they were hosting a party, so I went over to Instagram and asked if he was going to be there since he was invited. I also threw in “also at this point we should exchange contact info” at the end, since I thought it was a little silly not to have each others contact info at this point since we’ve known each other for a while now. He saw that message, but never responded. It’s been two months now and I ...

So when i was around 12 (in my 20s now) my mom wanted me to gain some independence and learn to order and get food for us as a family. We lived right beside a shopping centre that had a Walmart with a McDonald’s inside. She had sent me with her card and a list of whatever was wanted, she told me “this is what you need to order word for word and whatever you would like, just come back with my card and the bill. Oh but make sure you tell them to supersize my meal” Supersize? i remember thinking “the fuck is that?” (in canada where we live I had never hear this) never the less, mom said what she said and i’m on my new journey of adult hood. after my treacherous walk of 5 whole minutes where as i walked the whole time i practiced everyone’s orders, feeling so mature and confident. i approached with the up most confidence to this poor clearly young teen boy exhausted from his job “hello welcome to mcdonald’s what can i get you?” “hello..saaa..sir… i would like (said my whole family’s order ...

My daughter, 7, loves Minecraft, and needs help making an apology gift for a friend at school who also loves Minecraft. So, as any good mother with autism, ADHD and a wild collection of crafts, I agreed to make a green Minecraft slime. I intended to use polymer clay for the inside and resin for the outside. To make it a little extra special, I decided to use some of my glow in the dark pigment in the resin. Now, this should have been the moment I questioned my idea because this isn't just ANY glue in the dark pigment. It's Stuart Semple's, neon green LIT, the worlds strongest glow in the dark pigment. As I sprinkled a small amount into the resin, I noticed it accidentally spilled on the table. I quickly use my hand to wipe it away, but it smears. What follows was about 3 hours of the same issue happening over and over as I try to gradually later this resin and cure it to avoid bubbles and uncured resin. Once finished, it was already late at night and my husband, who needs...

So I am 21, so obviously I do struggle with FOMO when it comes to "living out my twenties" especially because I am a very sensitive person, I feel like it is hard to put myself out there and really be like a social butterfly, party girl type. Well, a mutual friend was going to this huge festival rave type thing in our state and she is a VERY experienced raver who is pretty hard-core about it so I assumed she knew her stuff and that it must be a very big deal so I went. Well, I got stuck in traffic on the way there so I was a little bit late. My friend had already gotten in early so she didn't have anything to worry about. Meanwhile I was stuck in a two hour line that literally wrapped around the building and parking lot in 105 degrees with humidity. We were dripping sweat, people were passing out and having medical emergencies, and water bottles were banned at this venue because they wanted us to buy water in the actual place after being admitted. My makeup and deodoran...