I seriously think that there is no need for anyone to know anything about me. Not only because I don’t want you to (and trust me I do not), but also because the story itself is mind-numbingly boring and the very fact that somebody could actually care less about it is beyond me.
It all started as it usually does, so there is hardly any need to get all graphical here. I was born on the 20th of October 1988 - an event, the repercussions of which, no doubt, would have haunted my parents to a much greater extent till this joyous day, if only the two of my brothers would not have come into existence some 1,5 and 6 years after that. I went to Grammar School #2 or whatever it’s called now, graduated from it and quite successfully entered the Black Sea University or whatever it’s called now (I bet nobody saw that coming). This utterly fascinating series of unfortunate events no doubt shaped me into an outstanding and unique personality that is totally worth of your precious attention.*
For your sake, dear Reader, I hope you have come to terms with the fact that this piece of information has mercilessly squandered priceless moments of your life that you will never be able to bring back. I, as the Author, deeply regret this fact** and as a token of my goodwill offer you this awesome image of my true hero, so you could too bask in his glory:
* - not true
** - not really
