In a city high school, a young man rushes out of his classroom to attempt to shove a young woman before rushing back into the classroom. He doesn't do it with much force, just enough to move her aside. Why does this young man display such immature behavior? Is this how one should treat someone that they dislike? This couldn't have gone without consequence in a high school. What is the story, here?
The young man is Dan Nguyen. Not only has he shoved this young woman into a locker, but he has also kicked her. However, these actions are not an everyday occurrence of two people just toying around; Dan intends to cause her harm. And Dan feels he has an adequate reason for assaulting her. But this does not start from the school year. One must look back to when Dan was enrolled in the SU summer program.
Dan has shown that he can become obsessed with certain individuals. He perpetuated the grade school act of writing the name of anyone he is infatuated with in a notebook while in the summer program, and has expressed the desire to put these pages on his dorm wall. This pales in comparison to the rest of his actions. Dan went into another dorm, and as two individuals watched, he proceeded to sniff the underwear and the pillow of a peer. Dan has also threatened a peer with a key to the neck due to the pasting of flower stickers on his dorm room door. He did the same to another peer who was inviting himself over into his dorm room. These actions were retold, and in some cases they were dramatized. Some have stated that he has gone on “panty raids”, which is untrue. Allegedly he also rolled around in a pile of underwear, but this is also false.
He has stated he desired to end the life of a number of individuals. They will not be named in this article. Dan does not like them usually for selfish reasons, ranging from if someone is dating his love interest at the time to allegedly spreading rumors about him. He has even gone as far as searching in Google Maps street view for days to find the home of one of these persons. There is one individual he hates the most. His only reason is that she has allegedly spread rumors about him. This is that young woman he has kicked and shoved. He has said that he wants to give her “a moral lesson”.
All of this has orchestrated one end for Dan. I have not interviewed him because I have already been told what he has been saying. He is attempting to take back everything he has done or said, but it is too late to deny anything has happened.
Afterword...
I have only told as much as I am sure of. I have conducted interviews and gathered screen shots, and I have used these pieces of evidence as the basis for what I think is the truth told in this article. I have ceased all efforts to gather information about Dan after the publication of this article. Whether or not he has changed is your call, but I keep this piece of writing as an example of one of (hopefully many) journalistic pursuits. And, for the record, I do not condemn nor protect Dan's reputation.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Barbecue Chicken Hot Pocket and Buffalo Wing Pierogi Review
In the world of commercialized America, there is a special section devoted to feeding us. With its own set of logos, avatars and catch phrases it plans to take our money in order to feed the ones who are too lazy to buy the materials needed to make the same thing and assemble it ourselves. Which may save us money in the long run, I'll have to try that out. But first, I must embrace my laziness and try any amount of food that is sold to us. With so many flavors to choose from, how could I determine what to try first?
I was in the mood for chicken, so I decided to eat "Barbecue Chicken Hot Pockets" as well as buffalo wing "The Pierogi Guy" brand pierogies I got from the farmer's market. Buffalo wings, a simple favorite loved by football fans, D&D players and office workers alike. And who doesn't love anything with barbecue sauce? Either flavor should be chicken with sauce, who can mess that up? And so, I fired up the top burner on the oven and readied the microwave.
I nuked the Hot Pockets for two minutes, because I truly feel the one minute and forty-five seconds duration the instructions give you is a lie. As always with these Hot Pockets, the first bite was bread. After taking a large enough bite, I tasted some sauce in there with the bread. It's actually pretty decent sauce. Not that I expected any less, it's pretty hard to screw up. The chicken tastes like chicken, if you can taste it despite the ludicrous amounts of sauce they put in. It's good to know we're getting what's advertised. Despite the recession, these Hot Pockets taste like they are made with actual ingredients and not cheap imitation filler. My trust in the company has returned.
I like my pierogies, among other things, fried. I probably get the most use out of a frying pan and some oil than any other way to cook food in the house. Which is how I cooked these chicken-filled delights. The instructions told me to not fry it for too long, because the chicken was already cooked. Again, I don't follow instructions. I fried them until they were like fat french fries, and put them on some paper towel to soak up the oil and then got myself a drink. I still had the Hot Pocket sauce aftertaste in my mouth, and I had to wash it out. I took a bite of a pierogi, and sure enough there was chicken in there. It tasted the way buffalo wings should taste. Granted, the damn things were so hot I could barely chew on them. So I tore them apart so the heat could escape from its crispy prison. That was only my fault, and I'm paying for it in taste buds. It didn't matter anyway, because I am reviewing the filling and not the standard dumpling-like outside. They weren't at all bad, I enjoyed them before my taste buds went numb.
I have determined that if you truly wish to enjoy chicken, just go out and buy it. Don't let a third party come in between you and your barbecue or buffalo wings. Unless you want to eat it in a different fashion, it's all you're going to be eating anyway. I tip my hat off to the Hot Pockets company and The Pierogi Guy, who didn't fail to respectfully bring me delicious barbecue and buffalo chicken.
I was in the mood for chicken, so I decided to eat "Barbecue Chicken Hot Pockets" as well as buffalo wing "The Pierogi Guy" brand pierogies I got from the farmer's market. Buffalo wings, a simple favorite loved by football fans, D&D players and office workers alike. And who doesn't love anything with barbecue sauce? Either flavor should be chicken with sauce, who can mess that up? And so, I fired up the top burner on the oven and readied the microwave.
I nuked the Hot Pockets for two minutes, because I truly feel the one minute and forty-five seconds duration the instructions give you is a lie. As always with these Hot Pockets, the first bite was bread. After taking a large enough bite, I tasted some sauce in there with the bread. It's actually pretty decent sauce. Not that I expected any less, it's pretty hard to screw up. The chicken tastes like chicken, if you can taste it despite the ludicrous amounts of sauce they put in. It's good to know we're getting what's advertised. Despite the recession, these Hot Pockets taste like they are made with actual ingredients and not cheap imitation filler. My trust in the company has returned.
I like my pierogies, among other things, fried. I probably get the most use out of a frying pan and some oil than any other way to cook food in the house. Which is how I cooked these chicken-filled delights. The instructions told me to not fry it for too long, because the chicken was already cooked. Again, I don't follow instructions. I fried them until they were like fat french fries, and put them on some paper towel to soak up the oil and then got myself a drink. I still had the Hot Pocket sauce aftertaste in my mouth, and I had to wash it out. I took a bite of a pierogi, and sure enough there was chicken in there. It tasted the way buffalo wings should taste. Granted, the damn things were so hot I could barely chew on them. So I tore them apart so the heat could escape from its crispy prison. That was only my fault, and I'm paying for it in taste buds. It didn't matter anyway, because I am reviewing the filling and not the standard dumpling-like outside. They weren't at all bad, I enjoyed them before my taste buds went numb.
I have determined that if you truly wish to enjoy chicken, just go out and buy it. Don't let a third party come in between you and your barbecue or buffalo wings. Unless you want to eat it in a different fashion, it's all you're going to be eating anyway. I tip my hat off to the Hot Pockets company and The Pierogi Guy, who didn't fail to respectfully bring me delicious barbecue and buffalo chicken.
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