Getting a little organized

I am not really a routine blogger.

I prefer to do as I feel.

I write this in short sentences to make this cleaner.

More because I read a book about writing in short sentences.

Shorter sentences means easier reading.

Easier reading means happier readers.

I like to keep my readers happy.

It satisfies me to know random people read what I write.

It’s courteous for me to make reading more attractive.


I have a announcement.

I will be making a new blog about my dreams.

I always wanted to record my dreams.

I have wrote some in Evernote.

I think people would like to read my dreams.

I believe my dreams are better than Hollywood movies.

My dreams are more entertaining.

My plots are more unique.

It is a part of me.

I want to see me in a new perspective.

Thus my dream blog is born.


There is nothing yet.

I haven’t dreamt yet.

I will write when I remember my dream(s).


Please look forward to it.


This blog will remain.

I must keep it.

It will be my vacation blog.

This blog will become a blog for me to relax.

Just like this.

Writing short sentences.

Not just for the pleasure of the reader, but for myself.

I make this blog my laboratory for my writing.


And it will be so.




Whenever I write, I don’t really know what I really want to write. I only do it at the spur of the moment. This blog is pretty may because of this. I think I might reorganize everything, because I like to talk about lots of different things unrelated to each other.

Btw, I am writing this because I wanted to try this new SwiftKey keyboard out and see how fast it is. It’s much faster than the other keyboards I have tried, maybe too fast my fingers don’t type fast enough.

This is SwiftKey flow beta for mobile devices. Google it and give it a try. I know I should just post the link up, but I’m on my phone typing this with this new keyboard.

So good luck and comment if you like the keyboard.

I may start a tech blog and a cool story blog. This blog may be obsolete in the future. Just a heads up for people who reads this.

A short journey (?)

What is life that it should last a long time?

I really think I almost died by cake. It’s that easy. I wonder if I will die anytime now.

Choking on cake instilled a fear I had not known, fear of not able to breath. And death by cake is not something I would’ve liked or even thought of.. I’m glad it’s kind of over, but my fleshly body still has survival mode on (feel like I’m on the verge of hyperventilating). Even when I know where I will go, my body fights against it.

I’m pretty sure people will say nice things at my funeral. I would like it to be not too gloomy though. If I die, I want people to be happy for me. People will be sad, it’s only natural, but I’ll be with Jesus and that’s everything. I would want to die without noticing the process of dying. The process is a little uncomfortable, kind of just want to skip it n fast forward to the good part. But maybe I’ll come back if you do put me on life support, and I may be able to tell real cool stories when I get back, instead of regular cool stories.

I really don’t have anything to pass to anyone. I suppose I can start writing my will, although I have no witness or any lawyer, this will be a good guideline if I die tomorrow.

I started writing it, and then I thought some things are too personal to put it here, so I think I would write individual letters and put it to my Google doc in a folder called My Will. If I die, it’ll be useful, of I don’t, I have something to look at as I get older. I don’t know if I can do everything tonight. I did drink a big coffee, so…

I still wish I could have done a little more, a little more fishing, spend a little more time with people, maybe get a girlfriend? A wife? Children maybe? Or at least get a chance to say something about what I ________ (I don’t know what word to put, it’s a feeling but it’s not, it’s like me being me but it’s towards someone). Or it’s actually better if I take it to the grave. All the secrets are belong to me. Hue hue hue. I am positive I will always want to do more even if I die 60 years in the future, I’m more positive I’ll forget all these after I meet Jesus.

Phillipians 1:21 To live is to Christ and to die is to gain.

I can totally see what Paul was gong through. Just when I thought I had it figured out God teaches me more deeply. As if that God sinks me into a ocean of truth enveloping me to the blunt of this reality: the conflict between staying in this world and being with Jesus. 

There is also the desire of the fleshly mind and body top stay alive and keep awareness and sensations in this world of atoms. The fact is our perception of reality is limited to the reality we are in. We cannot make up something we cannot see existing in our world, but we may be able to find and see clues of something not of this world of atoms. If we are to say there need to be empirical proof, then I’m going to need empirical proof whoever is actually reading this exists, or someone that exists, not just a figment of my imagination.

I do have a present to give to someone if I stay alive long enough. I didn’t wrap it yet, so I doubt anyone will know where it is or even know if it’s a gift. So good luck to that person.

Then there’s the kids that in tutoring, not sure if anyone can replace me. My pride says. Well, I haven’t seen anyone come close to being similar to me so… My logic says. I’m pretty sure God can use my absence for something greater than having my presence on Earth. Reminded by the HS.

I do really want to write a book or two, but as I started, I realize what a mess it is without a roadmap. And so I wanted to read more and see more clearly the picture I want to draw. Not even 1% is firm, it’s all in pencil. Maybe I will live long enough to finish it? Maybe I’ll be like Mozart, love the way he writes his music.
I do want to go to sleep, not like dying sleep but sleep sleep. But I think caffeine kicked in and will last for a while. And I just got a cramp in my toe…

I’m actually writing all this on my bed, because I still don’t feel well enough to sit upright.

I do think I’m doing better, but what I think may just be an illusion.

What would my epitaph be? I want to make up something cool but I’m having a writer’s block moment right now..

“later” “Hin Lun Mak lies here does not” “Death by cake ez” “my cool story starts another chapter” “one does not simply stay on earth” “not sure if alive or alive”

So now my right foot toe cramps… Almost expecting my heart to cramp…
Or the roof to fall on me
Or a plane crash into my room
Or random assassin shank me
Or I stop breathing randomly

Be creative and think about the possibilities! Be it death or life.

Don’t follow limited people and things, but follow the Everlasting God.

I do hope people consider why they believe what they believe: test it, because there might be a wall you put blocking the inconvenient Truth.

Be honest to yourself at the very least.

I do hope I wake up tomorrow. If I don’t, good bye, hopefully I’ll see you.

I am pretty tired, but that caffeine… *$3%&*7*$5%!3&’8:%#@%&-“^¶¢¢^π®£π×{¶| ••ππ÷°×=×°÷¶

Wants to go pee…

I had a dream last night and some people got me really mad I chucked a chair and broke a huge glass window because those people wanted me to do something I see no value in and is against my very existence. I woke up pretty mad.. The anger went away but it does concern me why I feel the way I feel.

Time to bust out the dream dictionary huehuehue..


I had a dream

I was on the streets, four black guys come up to me. I wasn’t sure if I was black too, but I alley looped myself and did a 2 hand reverse dunk and hanged there.

According to dream dictionary:

African Americans

“To see an African American in your dream signifies your roots and heritage. You may need to discover the soul within your own self. Alternatively, the dream may mean that you need to be more expressive and creative.”


To dream that you are playing basketball indicates teamwork and cooperation. There is a situation in your waking life where you will need the cooperation and assistance of others in order to achieve a common goal. Perhaps you are standing in the way of your own progress and need to ask for help.

To see a basketball in your dream suggests that you need to make the first move. You also need to concentrate and focus on your goals.


To dream that you are dunking a basket represents your achievements and goals. You are on the right track toward success and accomplishing your goals. Alternatively, if you play basketball in your waking life, then the dream may serve as “practice”. If you visualize yourself dunking a basket, then you are more likely to achieve it. This is a technique utilized by many athletes.


To see a street in your dream symbolizes your life’s path. The condition of the street reflects how much control you have over the direction of your life. Consider also the name on the street as it may offer some significance or advice to the meaning of the dream.

To see or travel on side streets in your dream refer to a need to explore an alternative way of life.


To see a road in your dream refers to your sense of direction and how you are pursuing your goals. If the road is winding, curvy, or bumpy in your dream, then it suggests that you will encounter many obstacles and setbacks toward achieving your goals. You may be met with unexpected difficulties. If the road is dark, then it reflects the controversial or more frightening choices which you have made or are making.

If the road is smooth and bordered by trees or flowers, then it denotes a steady progress and steady climb up the social ladder. If the road is straight and narrow, then it means that your path to success is going as planned.

To see an unknown road in your dream represents a path that has not been ventured. You are setting a new precedence for something.

To dream that a threatening creature is on a road parallels a hostile situation/person you are encountering in your waking life. It is an obstacle that you need to overcome, no matter how intimidating the situation or person may appear. *Please see also Street.

Time to connect it all together…

I was on a nice unknown street with trees and greenery when four black guys come up to me. Then we started playing basketball. I alley-looped myself, reversed dunked, and hanged, and I woke up.

So what will I do? Hmmm… something to think about…


Dreams, we all have them children. But too many time as people get older, they begin to be pressured by the circumstances that are around them, and go for a more “practical” goal, a goal that is more achievable, sustainable, respectable. Eventually, their original dream becomes more and more unachievable, and they give it up. By giving up their dream, they forget who they are; they are transformed into mass manufactured workers approved by the world.

I can honestly say I still hold on to my dreams; I can see them happening in the future even now. My dreams are almost the same as when I was in elementary school, but my motivation is a little different from then.

I always wanted to be on a stage; I get extra energy just thinking about it. I think the reason why I wanted this was because I wanted people to see me. I still want to be on the stage, but not for people to see me, but so people can see the God who makes me into who I am. Being in front of people excites me.

Conquering the world was one of my very carefully planned dreams muhahaha. I will not go into details so people won’t actually try to do it. I still wonder if anyone ever thought of that. If I live long enough to see that lol. But for my own plan, I was going to begin in China; it’s a country that’s not tied down to pressures of other countries; it’s a country that does whatever it wants to without external interference. The problem is the secretive internal interference. Then there is also the control of the seas: although there is no one that can challenge America in naval or air supremacy due to aircraft carriers, unfortunately, no one in their right mind would attack China militarily.

Anyways, I have gave it a lot of thought before. Now instead of conquering land, I want to conquer hearts. Conquer is actually a bad word for it; it makes it seem like I’m out to get lots of girls. What I meant by conquering, is to show people the Way and completely change people. Changing people’s hearts is much harder than conquering a country.

I believe I wrote about this in my last blog post: I like to travel. I want to travel the world. I’m not going to write what I wrote again, so please refer to my last post. I’m writing all this as I lie on my bed so understand I’m not going to write much.

I have other goals, but they only serve as checkpoints for my dreams.

With this, I want to say, don’t worry about what people think or the circumstances, follow your dreams, and yes, I want ketchup with my fries. Know even if you do give me ketchup with my fries, it is only temporary checkpoint to your dream.

I am at one of those checkpoints now, and I’m happy to not serve anyone ketchup but have a truly satisfying job.