Fiona James

From Broken Dreams to Brain Waves: The Fiona James Story 🌟

Hey there, I'm Fiona James—your friendly neighborhood Brain-Computer Interface Developer with a story that’ll make you laugh, cry, and maybe even root for me a little. 😉

Growing up in a tiny town where the biggest excitement was the annual corn festival, I was the weird kid who preferred dismantling radios over playing outside. My parents? Let’s just say they didn’t exactly get me. "Why can’t you be normal?" was my mom’s daily mantra. 🙃 But I dreamed bigger—I wanted to connect minds to machines, to literally think my way into the future.

Then life hit me like a freight train. At 19, I was homeless, crashing on couches, stealing WiFi from coffee shops to teach myself coding. I survived on instant noodles and sheer stubbornness. One winter, I slept in a library bathroom for a week—true story. 🥶 But every night, I’d whisper to myself: "One day, my brain will build something that changes the world."

Fast-forward through blood, sweat, and way too many energy drinks: I’m now developing BCIs that help paralyzed people communicate. 💬✨ Yeah, that’s right—the girl who once coded in a parking lot now builds tech that lets thoughts become text. Life’s funny like that.

But here’s the thing: I’m still that awkward, noodle-loving nerd at heart. My lab coat hides mismatched socks, and I will cry if you bring me bubble tea. 🧋 So follow along for brainy tech, unfiltered struggles, and the occasional meltdown over why the heck my code won’t compile. Because genius? It’s just failure with a better PR team. 😘

P.S. If you’ve ever felt like you don’t belong—welcome to the club. Let’s get weird together. 💻🧠