Alvin Rant

Hi guys, I'm going to be talking about one of my good friends from school. I won't mention his real name, so we'll just refer to him as Mandy Din.  First off, let me just tell you how much I hate this little fucking Mandy Din. He's fat. He's Chinese. He's one of the biggest losers I have ever known. Now, let's be serious for a second here guys, please do not tell Mandy Din about this blog post. This man is a  black belt  in karate, and he would definitely beat my ass to a pulp without a moment's notice. No seriously, this guy is beating up grown ass adults in his Tuesday karate classes, pulling off insane kickflips and lightning-fast jabs, I would be done for. Next, this guy seriously thinks he's the shit just because he takes Army Cadets. Army Cadets is a program my school offers, providing opportunities to improve collaboration, discipline and survival skills. That's all complete bullshit though, and it just gives an excuse for students in olde...

If you ever want to make a 5-star Michelin Masterchef Gordon Ramsay quality asian delicacy, there is only one solution. Fish sauce. Holy shit, when my dad started teaching me how to use fish sauce in cooking, it did absolute wonders. Making pasta? Some fishiness in the pasta sauce never hurt anyone. Stir frying? Chuck the whole bottle in, why not. I know at first glance, fish sauce might just look and smell like shit in a bottle. But trust me, the delicate saltiness and flavour it can add is so fucking majestic. No wonder my mum's cooking tastes better than your average $30 vietnamese restaurant meal, she must be going through half a bottle every dinner. Seriously, if your cooking tastes like complete ass, go get some fish sauce and just drench your whole thing in it. Frying eggs. Baking cakes. Sucking dick. Trust me, put it on everything.

Hi guys, I'm Alvin Truong. I'm a 16 year old Vietnamese boy in Year 11 at an all-boys selective school in Melbourne, Australia.  My top goal in life is getting into an undergraduate medicine course, an achievement that would require an outstanding ATAR (a percentile rank based on Year 12 academic performance), acing the UCAT (a fast-paced test required for entry into medicine courses), and excelling in interviews (that would determine if I'm a fit candidate to work in a medical field). That's all boring as fuck and I hope I never talk about that here. First off, I just want to say that I made this purely on a whim. I saw an instagram post this morning about journaling, and on the way to school I thought: 'why can't I do that?' . Fast forward to 4th period, I spent a productive English class scrolling through these scummy website/blog makers that charge you a left ovary to even talk on the internet. Do not trust Wix.com no matter how many 15 second unskippabl...

 Hi guys, It's a crisp 1:30PM in the afternoon, I'm with this fuckass Tommy Nguyen, I fucking hate this guy so much get this guy away from me. I'm really supposed to get on with my Geography assignment but nah its chill. Isaac Lau is being very studious currently, a very rare sight, hurriedly working on his math assignment thats due today (he hasn't started and this was assigned two weeks ago). Krishna Crammond's here, helping me out with flaming Tommy. I got Specialist Maths in a minute so I gotta go thank you for reading. Peace.