Hello there! Welcome to my little corner of the freezing internet.
I am writing this as the very first fierce winds of the Northeast monsoon are slamming against my bedroom window. We are in the final two months of the year. The temperature has dropped dramatically, the sky is that specific shade of Hanoi winter grey, and my fingers are practically turning into icicles as they hit the mechanical keyboard. You know that feeling when you have to wrap yourself in a ridiculously thick blanket, yet you still refuse to go to sleep because the night feels too quiet and your mind is too loud? Yeah. That is exactly my mood right now.
This weather always does something weird to me. It brings back a rush of memories, pushing me into this deep, sentimental headspace. I was staring at the blank screen, thinking about how to write a proper "About" page for the blog. Most people just throw up a bulleted list of their skills, a fake corporate mission statement, and a generic headshot. I cannot do that. I hate that. So, grab a hot cup of coffee or tea. Pull up a chair. Let’s just have a real, unfiltered conversation about who I am, what Tôi Share Blog actually is, and why on earth I spend my precious youth writing thousands of lines of code instead of just playing video games like a normal teenager.
Who is the guy behind the screen?
Let me properly introduce myself. I’m Anh Vu. You might also see the name Pham Thanh Thanh Chuc around here—we are the soul of this project. Right now, I am a high school student at Phan Dinh Phung High School in Hanoi. For those who don't know, it is one of those top-tier schools famous for its romantic tree-lined streets, autumn leaves, and apparently, producing billionaires. But me? I don't fit that glamorous stereotype. I am just a guy who finds immense peace in breaking website layouts and putting them back together.
My journey into this chaotic world of blogging didn't start with a grand vision. It started with sheer boredom and isolation. Rewind to the bitter winter of 2021. The COVID-19 pandemic had locked us all inside. I was a clueless 7th grader, stuck staring at a screen all day for online classes. One day, I randomly stumbled upon some simple HTML, CSS, and JavaScript tutorials. That tiny spark of curiosity dragged me straight down the Blogger (Blogspot) rabbit hole.
I created my very first blog. I called it "lOGHITECHUR". Don't ask me what that means, because I still don't know. Obviously, it failed. Nobody read it. It was a digital ghost town. But the obsession had already taken root. I launched a second blog, poured my actual heart into it, and somehow managed to get it approved for Google AdSense. Seeing that first tiny bit of revenue was intoxicating. It made me arrogant.
I thought I was invincible, so I started churning out blogs left and right. "Cevta". "ANewPlus". "ANewStudy". I spread myself completely thin. I had zero original ideas left, my brain was completely fried, and I ended up just recycling old garbage content. Eventually, everything collapsed. I realized the hard way that writing a blog is an excruciatingly lonely path. You sit alone in a cold room. You type alone. You watch the analytics alone. If you don't have a real passion for the craft, the silence will eventually crush you.
The Rebirth: From Sata back to Tôi Share
I took a long break. I needed to grow up a bit. Fast forward to August 2025. I wanted a fresh start. I launched Tôi Share with a very straightforward goal: to share raw tech tricks, internet survival hacks, Blogger templates, and a bit of my own life. And a crazy thing happened. You guys actually started reading. The community grew.
There was a chaotic phase recently where I decided to rebrand the whole thing to "Sata" (which stands for Sáng Tạo - Creativity). I had this ridiculous illusion of building a massive digital agency. I took over other blogs like "Đêm Giao Thừa" and "Chiều Cuối Năm". I tried to be a corporate manager. But the reality check hit me hard. Trying to run a fake media empire while simultaneously studying my soul out for the upcoming THPTQG 2027 national exams was destroying my mental health. I was suffocating.
So, I pulled the plug on the corporate nonsense. I handed those extra blogs over to other teams. I stripped everything down to the bare roots. Just me, you guys, and Tôi Share. A sanctuary where I can freely drop a custom API script one day, and complain about the bone-chilling Hanoi winter the next.
Real Experience, Not AI Garbage
You have every right to be skeptical. Why should you trust some Gen Z high school kid for technical SEO advice, custom coding, or complex Blogger templates? Fair question.
Here is my absolute guarantee to you: My expertise is forged in the fire of countless errors. I do not just scrape foreign forums and run them through Google Translate. I build, break, and fix things with my own two hands.
Take the custom Blogspot Management Tool I shared recently. I wrote over 1000 lines of code for that. It runs entirely on Cloudflare Workers, integrated with a D1 SQL Database and Worker KV. I spent sleepless nights figuring out how to bypass email notification limits before pivoting to a full-fledged dashboard using Blogger APIs and Telegram webhooks. I built it so you can track IP addresses, manage comments, and ban malicious users in real-time. I didn't ask a chatbot to write that. I bled over that keyboard.
When the Meta ecosystem (Facebook, Instagram, Threads, Messenger) globally crashed, or when Cloudflare went down and wiped out half the internet, I didn't just post a panic status. I dug into the DNS settings. I analyzed the Error 500 codes. I figured out that disabling the orange proxy cloud on Cloudflare could temporarily save your site's life. I share these things because I am obsessed with how the internet breathes.
Whether I am modifying the Plus UI theme into the stunning T-Plus UI Liquid Glass (mimicking the iOS 26 aesthetic), or giving away the Lantro UI v2.0 template for free, I test every single line of CSS. I know the exact flavor of desperation when a missing `` tag destroys a week's worth of formatting.
We are living in a scary era where anyone can press a button and have an AI spit out a 2000-word article in thirty seconds. It is soulless. It is perfectly structured, grammatically flawless, and entirely dead inside. I refuse to let Tôi Share become a graveyard of robotic text. Every typo you find here, every sudden emotional rant, every weirdly specific technical deep-dive—it is 100% human. It is 100% me.
The Scars Underneath the Code
I cannot talk about this blog without talking about the pain that fuels it. Tech without humanity is just cold machinery. And my life hasn't been a smooth ride.
I grew up in a fractured home. For the longest time, it was just me and my mom. I carried a burning, toxic hatred for my absent father. I remember being a little kid, watching other kids get picked up from school by their dads in the pouring rain, while I just stood there shivering, waiting for the rain to stop so I could walk home alone. That sense of abandonment turned me into a very bitter, defensive person. I buried myself in coding and studying just to escape reality. It took me years, all the way until 8th grade, to finally let go of that anger and call him "Dad" for the first time. It didn't magically fix everything, but it stopped the bleeding in my chest.
Then there is the loneliness. Winter brings it out the worst. I remember the freezing winter of 2022. I was in middle school, nursing my very first massive crush. I walked down to the school's physical education courtyard, only to accidentally see the person I liked intimately kissing someone else. I didn't have the right to be jealous, but my heart shattered anyway. That image is permanently burned into my brain, tied forever to the biting cold of November.
I share these raw, ugly, beautiful pieces of my life because I want you to know who you are interacting with. I am not a faceless admin. I am a deeply flawed, highly sensitive kid who overthinks everything. Sometimes I care too much about what people think. Sometimes I trust the wrong friends and get stabbed in the back. But I pour all of that messy human experience into my writing.
Let’s Keep Walking Together
The wind is getting louder out there. My tea has gone completely cold. But my heart feels a bit lighter after typing all this out.
If you are looking for a sanitized, corporate technology blog that posts robotic updates, please close this tab. You will hate it here. But if you want a genuine community, a friend who happens to know a lot about JavaScript and SEO, and a cozy digital fireplace to sit by when the winter storms roll in... then you have found your home.
I will keep experimenting. I will keep failing. I will keep fixing my broken code (like that blog creation date checker tool that totally crashed last month—yeah, my bad, I will make it up to you). I am preparing intensely for my university entrance exams, but I will never abandon this space.
Thank you for reading this far. Thank you for every comment, every shared link, and every moment you spend on Tôi Share. You guys are the reason this freezing room doesn't feel so lonely anymore.
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