Hamad Aloqayli
Software Engineer
Hamad Aloqayli
Software Engineer
About Me
Bachelor's degree in Software Engineering, College of Computer & Information Sciences - King Saud University with second class honors.
Frontend Software Engineer with 4+ years of experience building high-quality ReactJS applications across Tech, Startup, and
R&D sectors. Certified Agile Project Manager and IT Service Management Specialist, skilled in aligning technical execution with project goals using Scrum. Blending technical
expertise and strategic project management to deliver impactful software.
Certifications & Achievements
Secured Second Place in the Quran Apps Challenge Hackathon
Secured Third Place in the ALLaM Challenge Hackathon
Secured Second Place in the ROSHN Challenge Hackathon
One particularly freezing Christmas Eve, the town's main power grid failed, plunging the festivities into darkness. The children were heartbroken, and the town square, usually a riot of light, went cold. Sasha didn't skip a beat. She pulled out her vintage, fur-lined velvet coat and draped herself in battery-powered fairy lights.
By the time the lights flickered back on, no one cared. They realized that Sasha's version of Santa—vibrant, feminine, and unapologetically herself—offered a warmth that no heater could match. From that year on, Northpeak stopped looking for a man in a sleigh. They just looked for the Glow of their She-Santa, the woman who proved that the spirit of giving has no fixed form, only a boundless capacity for love. shemale santa
As she marched through the snow, she looked like a walking constellation. She gathered the townspeople at the center, using her deep, melodic voice to lead them in songs that weren't just about bells and holly, but about resilience and found family. She handed out hand-carved wooden toys and warm cider, but more importantly, she gave everyone a space to feel seen. One particularly freezing Christmas Eve, the town's main
In the snowy, neon-flecked town of Northpeak, there was a holiday tradition unlike any other. While the rest of the world looked for a man in a red suit with a snowy beard, Northpeak awaited , known affectionately by the locals as the "She-Santa." She pulled out her vintage, fur-lined velvet coat
Sasha was a woman of towering presence and even greater heart. She wasn't the cookie-cutter image of St. Nick; she was a trailblazer who had spent years building a community center that doubled as a sanctuary for those who didn't quite fit the traditional mold. To her, Christmas wasn't about the chimney or the reindeer—it was about the "Glow," a feeling of radical acceptance.
My Skills
Major Skills
HTML
CSS
JavaScript
ReactJS
Firebase
Figma
Chakra
Sass
Tailwind
GitOne particularly freezing Christmas Eve, the town's main power grid failed, plunging the festivities into darkness. The children were heartbroken, and the town square, usually a riot of light, went cold. Sasha didn't skip a beat. She pulled out her vintage, fur-lined velvet coat and draped herself in battery-powered fairy lights.
By the time the lights flickered back on, no one cared. They realized that Sasha's version of Santa—vibrant, feminine, and unapologetically herself—offered a warmth that no heater could match. From that year on, Northpeak stopped looking for a man in a sleigh. They just looked for the Glow of their She-Santa, the woman who proved that the spirit of giving has no fixed form, only a boundless capacity for love.
As she marched through the snow, she looked like a walking constellation. She gathered the townspeople at the center, using her deep, melodic voice to lead them in songs that weren't just about bells and holly, but about resilience and found family. She handed out hand-carved wooden toys and warm cider, but more importantly, she gave everyone a space to feel seen.
In the snowy, neon-flecked town of Northpeak, there was a holiday tradition unlike any other. While the rest of the world looked for a man in a red suit with a snowy beard, Northpeak awaited , known affectionately by the locals as the "She-Santa."
Sasha was a woman of towering presence and even greater heart. She wasn't the cookie-cutter image of St. Nick; she was a trailblazer who had spent years building a community center that doubled as a sanctuary for those who didn't quite fit the traditional mold. To her, Christmas wasn't about the chimney or the reindeer—it was about the "Glow," a feeling of radical acceptance.
