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Raw essays, poetry, and candid reflections on reading, building, and figuring out life in your 20s. Always testing, learning, and navigating better.
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Repost from Information Systems Hub 💻🔁
✨ Meet Kidus Yohannes
We’re excited to welcome Kidus Yohannes to the panel at the ISHUB Opening Event! 🚀
With a background in software engineering, AI, cloud technologies, and product building, Kidus brings hands-on experience turning ideas into real-world tech solutions. Beyond technology, he is actively involved in leadership and youth empowerment, contributing to communities and initiatives that create opportunities for young people.
At the ISHUB Opening Event, Kidus will bring his perspective on Building in the era of AI.
Get ready for an insightful conversation and lessons from someone actively building, learning, and contributing to Ethiopia’s growing tech ecosystem.
📍 4kilo University, AAU
🎤 Panelist: Kidus Yohannes
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If you prefer to have a bunch of chaotic guy friends rather than girls around you...
You guys get to decide 😅...... Should I go to my neighbor's wedding, or should it be a lock-in Sunday?
New book. I know I'll love this for sure.
"A coming-of-age novel, a love story and a tale of life-enhancing friendship: Pulitzer Prize winner Andrew Sean Greer showcases his wit and warmth in this magical tale set amidst the Tuscan hills.
Broke and directionless, our young protagonist takes a job in the Italian countryside as the assistant to Lisabetta – better known to her friends as Coco – a strong-willed, wealthy aristocrat of great local renown......
As summer turns into autumn and the Italian countryside begins to work its magic, the secrets of Villa Coco and its inhabitants are slowly brought to light – and with them, an unforgettable story of the enduring power of friendship."
May this Sunday provide some clarity. The coffee is just right, and you get comfortable for the new week :)
It is not passion, I tell you,
And it's not peace.
It’s holding close to you,
Under the breast like great-aunt
She hides it away,
And I produce from it.
It is not peace,
But how coffee can be righteously sweet,
You must love what fought for it,
You must obey some divine rule.
Time of hunger produced the best literature,
And times of desperation have the best drama.
So little is drunken, and a lot is broken,
There is a lot to love in the bitter taste.
Wash those seeds, winnow the coats away,
And you have your seeds.
Your great-aunt didn’t tell you
To bend with those breasts hiding your money and honor
Breaks, and you learn to cooperate.
It’s the promise that feeds you,
Not hands that provide,
It’s the promise that tells you
There could be purpose:
For her to share over her coffee ceremony,
And for me to speak.
I paid for the drunk man.
I waited ten seconds to get away
On our step.
I don't look for the red lights,
Or search for the drivers.
Can you get this vibe?
I paid for the drunk man,
And I’m in debt :a fear factor we have to calculate.
Ket, everyone.
As much as I love her, I am terrified of messing up and her finding out and making another story public 😭😂😂.
And, I've been recently told there is a fee for best friends per minute to get to call her 🤣
Should we walk in the rain?
Something else to consume your space.
Double taps and rhythms.
Let's ruin this hair, no pictures today.
Old jeans and old noises.
You get used to treating different. 🌧
It takes strength to admit you are not ready.
The best medicine is the withdrawal, and the right type of love.
Melt your own heart.
Morning, lovies ☕🌿
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Hey guys,
This is the last weekend for የምድር ጌጥ ኢትዮጵያ exhibition.
Don’t miss out 🤍🤍
@Hamerebirhan
