About Myself

Biography

I, Ivo the Great, was born on a certain day under certain parents who shall not be named (in order to protect the little privacy we have nowadays). This unremarkable, yet also quite awesome event took place in a certain country. European. There, The Cool Ivo has lived until one day having changed his mind, thus deciding to go elsewhere.

Throughout the years Ivo (that’s me) has lived a life and done things, such as go to school and do stuff. As a consequence thereof, he has developed a variety of interests which you may see below. This information is extremely important in understanding the contents of this blog, specifically the posts Ivo is to make as time passes.

Today, Ivo the Great studies at ETH Zurich (as in this blog’s homepage, such fact is hinted at by its link). Computer science, because it was either that or physics but physicians will starve to death if they don’t get any research funding. So will software developers with the atrocious rise of generative artificial intelligence… but that’s not the same thing.

Funny stories of Ivo’s life

These aren’t actually funny because I’m just a very boring person in general.

• Earliest funny story I remember was that time we was at a family dinner. Little me wanted to pee, so he rushed inside. Dusk was already settling, so the hallway was dark. This lead him to trip and fall — and for some reason he wasn’t facing the end of the hallway so he’d fall forward, but he faced the wall to his right instead. His face met the edge of some piece of wooden furniture, and thus the skin on his nose bride was cut open. Now he has a scar there… Man, I ruined that dinner, didn’t I?
• When I was in second grade (I think), my friends and I stood by the fence around our school and began throwing stones at a tractor passing nearby. A member of the staff caught us and asked us which class we belonged to. We lied to her. Later, that same lady walked into our classroom to tell our teacher something. We shat ourselves thinking we were totally busted, and even though the lady was looking at us suspiciously, she then left. The incident was never brought up again.
• The first time I played Minecraft, a cousin of mine had brought his laptop to our grandparents’ house. He had this house neatly built in a superflat world. I was left alone for but a minute, so I proceeded to dig straight down (the game was in creative mode), fell into the void and died. When I respawned, I was very far away from the house. My cousin couldn’t find it afterwards and got angry.
• I once won a game of Pokemon cards against a friend. Beforehand, he’d bet one Euro, but I understood “Gold” instead, which in a certain language I speak sounds quite similar. I thought he was referring to a gold-type card, and after I ordered him to pay up, he refused. One or two years later he payed me back the Euro he owed.
• In second grade I beat a third grader in a race. I felt very proud of myself.

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