The Embarrassing Moment

The embarrassing moment when your water bottle (that your secret pal gave you) breaks from falling onto the ground. Boom crash. The cap falls off. The water spills out. You pick it up and hold the capless water bottle in your hand. You walk to class, trying not to spill any water on people.

My water bottle looks just like this:

But now without the cap fixed on.

The embarrassing moment when you try to fix the broken water bottle with scotch tape. In Lit class. And then you repeat the story to your seat partner. They give you kind words. But the scotch tape fails.

The embarrassing moment when you fail many times at drinking water from the broken water bottle. Throughout the day in all your classes. “BUT IM THIRSTY,” you think. The cap falls off. Neighbors stare. You try to help your dry throat.

The embarrassing moment when your teacher is talking and the class is quiet. “Oh, I’m thirsty,” your brain thinks. You decide to drink some water from your water bottle.

The embarrassing moment when the cap falls off and you laugh quietly. You take a sip of water, but hold it in your mouth so you don’t choke. You are still quietly laughing, but trying to stop your laughter.

Then you look across your group table and see a fellow student judging you. Oh no. However, at this moment you decide to try swallowing your water.


The laughter begins pouring out of your throat. But still stuck in your mouth with the water. You start choking, and your lovely sounds fill the quiet classroom. The teacher stops his lecture. Your lovely classmates stare in your direction. You’re laughing, You’re choking, You’re drinking water.

Keep in mind that this laugh-choking sounds absolutely horrendous. If spelled, it would be caa-ooh-mm-ngg-uhhh-. on repeat. x200

Questions start flying at you. “Oh, are you okay?” “What happened?” “Oh my” “haha Mintieee” Their kind laughs fill the air. You laugh with them.

Still, you try to stop this choking laughter. And eventually you do. And that’s the end of it. (For you. Not for me)

The embarrassing moment.

By Mintie


Reflecting on Peppermints


Can you believe that it’s already been a year since this blog started? Oh my gosh! I can’t. I remember starting this blog after reading lifehack There were so many posts about the benefits of blogging and such that I decided to finally create one. It has definitely impacted and benefited me though. I’m so glad I started.

At first, I just wanted to write and impress. My first post came out pretty easily, but the second one was practically impossible. Many viewers had commented about how they enjoyed the first–thankfully–but I couldn’t find anything up to par with it. Tough, right? Competing with your past. I eventually managed to write some yabber on Productiveness, but my views went down.

For months, I wrote for the people, and only a teensy bit for myself. I wanted to write something people would enjoy. But it’s hard. Very hard, at least for a newbie. I stopped posting and ran out of things to say.

When I came back, I finally realized that people could read whatever they wanted to. There would be no way that I could please them all. With my blog, the only person I could please completely would be me (and God if I wrote about the right stuff), but mainly me. I started writing about things that made me happy. The readers could enjoy it if they liked.

Reading all my posts again today, I really liked some. However, others were a bit embarrassing to look back on. Did I really talk like that?! That doesn’t even make any sense! (I bet I sound the same to you though (: ). I even learned some things from my own posts and really wanted to like them.  :D

Truly, I’ve said this all to say thank you to you. Thank you for reading my posts, supporting me, and sticking with me for however long since you’ve found my blog. Thank you for taking the time. Thank you for making me feel smarter, and a better person through your follows and likes. I don’t know if you can truly understand, but you just reading my posts have made me so much happier. I love you guys!

Thank you, and I hope you stay with me for more years to come.

Hugs, Mintie


Another post reflecting through years: Washing Dishes is Less Painful Now

Washing Dishes is Less Painful Now

The relationship between me and dish-washing has grown a lot in the last few years. When I was 5-6 years younger, washing dishes was a rare occurrence that was thrown in my face occasionally after dinner. (FYI My family never used the dishwasher)

I’d be about to walk back into my room to do something, when my dad would ask me to do the dishes. Please. I would (obviously) argue back a bit, but reluctantly wash those dishes soon thereafter. Washing dishes was whatever. I only did it once or twice a month anyways.

Skip a few years later, and my parents decided that they wanted us to wash all the dishes. We tried a sign in sheet, like the ones they have in McDonald’s’ toilets, but someone either forgot to mark their name or didn’t do it at all. After a few more tests, we made a washing schedule. Since I had 3 other siblings :), I only washed 3 times a week (since we split each day into 2 washing sessions–lunch and dinner), but those three times were horrible and I dreaded them every week. I especially remember that I had to wash on Monday afternoons. Monday afternoons are probably the worst time to wash dishes because

A. Mondays suck

B. Washing dishes to start off the week is not fun

C. Sometimes the Sunday night washer forgets and it piles up to me.

So, when we were given the chance to change the schedule because my oldest brother was going out to college, I made sure that I didn’t wash on Monday afternoons. Woot. Now washing dishes was better.

However, along with moving from Monday afternoons to Tuesdays, I now had to wash every day because there were more spaces to fill up. At first, I thought that my life was ruined. Washing dishes EVERY DAY? NO CAN DO.

But of course I did it.

And as I washed more and more, it became less horrifying and Instead of seeing my dish-washing time as annoying and etc, I enjoyed the times when I didn’t have to wash. I went from a “NOOO It’s my turn to wash. SAVE ME” to a “YAY I don’t have to wash tonight! WOOT WOOT!”

Now that I think about it… if I had just enjoyed the days when I was free from washing back when I only washed 3 times a week, I would have been a lot happier.

Moral: The more you do something, the easier it gets. You begin to enjoy your breaks.

More applicable moral: When you see the bright side, everything get’s better!

Yay! I hope you apply this to your life and make everything easier. Maybe you’ll enjoy dish-washing someday. Or cleaning the toilet. :D





You know the feeling you get when you step out of the shower? Ahh, the steam in the bathroom hitting your face, your feet feeling squeaky clean, and everything about you is refreshed.

Let’s take that in for a second. Play some calming music in the background. Beautiful feeling, isn’t it?

That’s actually how I felt a few hours ago when I cleared my desk. It was absolutely cluttered and pain inducing. I felt claustrophobic just sitting in front of my computer. It was bad. But I finally mustered up the motivation to clean it out. Once I got started, I didn’t want to stop. Now, my desk is cleared and I feel… refreshed. 

My mind is clear. No flustered distractions everywhere. I feel squeaky clean. There aren’t random pieces of paper stacked on top of each other with trash in between. It’s clean, and beautiful.

So, if your desk (or life) was super crowded and pain-inducing, clean it out! Make your life refreshing like a nice cool shower or an iced cup of lemonade on a hot day.

-Mintie :D

New Blog

Hey there!

I’ve recently created a new blog, meant to share about Jesus. Check it out! It’s completely about God, and not a random mashup of my life. haha :)

I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I’ll try my best to post regularly and entertain you a bit more. 

I also wanted to remind you that you are amazing, beautiful, special, and God loves you! 

Don’t be afraid to smile. Your smile is beautiful.

<3 mintie

Ups and Downs


There are so many ups and downs in life. So many.

But that’s what makes it so fun and adventurous. If life was always a big “up”, the high would seem normal, and our “normal” now would seem low. So, since we have both ups AND downs, we get to see how amazing the good parts are. And the bad parts help form our personalities and experiences. 

But life is good. If you’re positive, everything can be a fun experience to learn from. It’s just your Point of View.

So, I challenge you. See the world differently. Change your point of view.


Worship is more than a Song


From one of my favorite songs, Clear the Stage, this line “Worship is More than a Song” tells a whole story!

Often times when I worship God, I focus so much on my singing, and the tune of the song itself that I forget what I’m doing. I’m worshiping the God who created everything, the one who sent his only son to save us all, the Alpha and the Omega.

I never stop and think, “Wow. Right now, I am praising the CREATOR OF EVERYTHING!” Instead, I focus on other things. I look at the video, or test out my piano skills as I sing, not noticing the words at all. Tsk tsk.

All around the world, people do things that they don’t truly mean. In America, some people say the Pledge of Allegiance as a habit, and don’t even understand a single word of what they’re saying. To them, it’s just something they have to do. Other times, people gossip and talk smack about others without even noticing their horrible words–but just to talk.

Let’s change that. I challenge you to mean every single word of you say or do. Don’t lie, or fake it.

Comment about how it feels!


P.S. Please don’t use this as a way to talk smack about people. “I’m just telling the truth” Don’t get into things that will make you want to lie.