Short Film 2
The Height of Her Pre-Adolescence
It was one of the very rare lovely moments in grade school. Ida, being the young dyke that she was looked forward to ogling the beautiful girls in school. She had a different crush every month, all of which are conveniently stocked in her crush memory bank.
But there was a particular girl who changed Ida's type completely. This girl, whom we shall call, "Sandwich", became an epitome of Ida's prospective partners years later.
Sandwich is taaall, funny, gorgeous but surprisingly smart and sweet. Ida never understood how this beautiful girl grew up not having any idea of how attractive she is. She never understood why Sandwich never made it to the "Hotstuff" list in their school publication. "This girl is a scorcher, why the hell is she not in this?" All she knows is the fact that she was drawn to the charming dork.
Ida was happy to just stare at Sandwich in school (Sandwich, our subject) during lunch and recess. "Maybe I'll see her today in the cafeteria." She thought. She cannot escape how smitten she was by this girl who is two years her senior.
Ida couldn't believe her eyes when she found herself and Sandwich riding the same vehicle for days. She refused to let the heat and the ugliness of the rickety jeep ruin that moment. To her it was splendid. And there, she finally saw Sandwich's strong features up-close. But she restrained herself from acting weird because, hello, she was 10. And she knew that the nerd would never swing her way. They spoke a few times, and Sandwich pinched Ida's arms and hands because Ida was too chubby for her own good. It was an innocent thing she had for kids and Ida knew it. But it didn't matter. It was nothing but it still brings a smile to Ida's face each time she remembers her schoolgirl crush.
Short Film 3
"Shi" is Halal
Mornings are spent calling clients and coordinating schedules and most afternoons are spent doing field work. On several occasions though, Agee gets invited by her clients for short meetings so they can talk about features and the parameters of their company's advertising.
"I would really like to talk about this with you face-to-face. I want to see your previous works and how you advertise.", "But this exposure is completely free and--", "You see it's not about the cost, I want to know where I'm putting my restaurant, I'll be here 'till 10:00pm if you're available tonight.", "Okay, Ms. Shi. I'll be there around 7:00pm"
Agee, most of all, is NOT thrilled to hear about meetings after working hours, because these hours aren't paid for, but she wanted this project dealt with and so she went.
She would have regretted it so bad if she didn't go.
Exhausted from the day's work, she was already grumpy and hungry, but she arrived at the resto's location right on time. She patiently waited at the lobby. After five minutes, she saw an image descending from the staircase. Those long eyelashes batted slowly and a smile formed from her lips. Her long black hair swayed beautifully and Agee just froze.
"Hello Ms. Agee. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Shi---."
"Not a problem. I just got here." and I so want to hit on you right now.
Agee suddenly remembered an event that she attended with her Supervisor, Ranie. It's her, the Indian girl wearing an orange traditional dress during that event. I recall exchanging glances with her then, could she be...
"Let's move to this table so you can show me your works here." She said with a somewhat commanding tone.
The restaurant was empty. It was just Agee and Shi in the cozy dining area. And they sat. And for seconds they stared at each other. Shi broke the silence when she commanded Agee again to, "Please drink your tea." What the hell, dominatrix much?
Agee presented and Shi, as expected, was impressed by the sample works. Shi's fingertips ran through the prints smoothly, slightly touching Agee's hands which held the prints in place. "It's beautiful, I can see that its made by someone who really has an eye for design". Her stare, everytime she spoke was so intent and intense.
In between their dialogue, Agee couldn't help but text her queer-friendly Sup, Ranie, "RANNNIIIEEE! It's her! It's her! Indian girl from the event gaaaaaaaaah!"
"Oh wow! Are there any goodlooking Indian guys too?!"
"No, resto's empty tonight! But it's cool, feels like a date! Just me and her in this huge area!"
"Oh God Agee, be professional please?!"
"I am! I am! Dontchaworry, not a hint of desire on my face. *wink wink"
"Very well then, I guess we can do that photo shoot soon. How's next Tuesday?"
As though trying to run through her mental schedule, she subtly looked away, "I don't see any problem with that. Yes, that date should be perfect." as she looked back and smiled.
They wrapped things up and Agee said goodbye.
"I'll call you." Agee wished there was some sort of romantic intention in her calls. There was none. But whatever. Agee chose to be inspired.
Weeks passed and the project was over and done with. Agee got what she wanted. Shi called Agee as she promised.
"Hello Ms. Agee..."
"Yes Ms. Shi? How've you been?", Agee could tell it was her because of the thick but extremely adorable accent.
"I called to tell you, that I am leaving this post. I am quitting this job. Should you need anything, you can call this number *** ** **, He's -----, he will be replacing me."
"Okay Ms. Shi. Will do. Thank you."
"Thank you also. Have a good day. Goodbye."
The Height of Her Pre-Adolescence
It was one of the very rare lovely moments in grade school. Ida, being the young dyke that she was looked forward to ogling the beautiful girls in school. She had a different crush every month, all of which are conveniently stocked in her crush memory bank.
But there was a particular girl who changed Ida's type completely. This girl, whom we shall call, "Sandwich", became an epitome of Ida's prospective partners years later.
Sandwich is taaall, funny, gorgeous but surprisingly smart and sweet. Ida never understood how this beautiful girl grew up not having any idea of how attractive she is. She never understood why Sandwich never made it to the "Hotstuff" list in their school publication. "This girl is a scorcher, why the hell is she not in this?" All she knows is the fact that she was drawn to the charming dork.
Ida was happy to just stare at Sandwich in school (Sandwich, our subject) during lunch and recess. "Maybe I'll see her today in the cafeteria." She thought. She cannot escape how smitten she was by this girl who is two years her senior.
Ida couldn't believe her eyes when she found herself and Sandwich riding the same vehicle for days. She refused to let the heat and the ugliness of the rickety jeep ruin that moment. To her it was splendid. And there, she finally saw Sandwich's strong features up-close. But she restrained herself from acting weird because, hello, she was 10. And she knew that the nerd would never swing her way. They spoke a few times, and Sandwich pinched Ida's arms and hands because Ida was too chubby for her own good. It was an innocent thing she had for kids and Ida knew it. But it didn't matter. It was nothing but it still brings a smile to Ida's face each time she remembers her schoolgirl crush.
Short Film 3
"Shi" is Halal
Mornings are spent calling clients and coordinating schedules and most afternoons are spent doing field work. On several occasions though, Agee gets invited by her clients for short meetings so they can talk about features and the parameters of their company's advertising.
"I would really like to talk about this with you face-to-face. I want to see your previous works and how you advertise.", "But this exposure is completely free and--", "You see it's not about the cost, I want to know where I'm putting my restaurant, I'll be here 'till 10:00pm if you're available tonight.", "Okay, Ms. Shi. I'll be there around 7:00pm"
Agee, most of all, is NOT thrilled to hear about meetings after working hours, because these hours aren't paid for, but she wanted this project dealt with and so she went.
She would have regretted it so bad if she didn't go.
Exhausted from the day's work, she was already grumpy and hungry, but she arrived at the resto's location right on time. She patiently waited at the lobby. After five minutes, she saw an image descending from the staircase. Those long eyelashes batted slowly and a smile formed from her lips. Her long black hair swayed beautifully and Agee just froze.
"Hello Ms. Agee. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Shi---."
"Not a problem. I just got here." and I so want to hit on you right now.
Agee suddenly remembered an event that she attended with her Supervisor, Ranie. It's her, the Indian girl wearing an orange traditional dress during that event. I recall exchanging glances with her then, could she be...
"Let's move to this table so you can show me your works here." She said with a somewhat commanding tone.
The restaurant was empty. It was just Agee and Shi in the cozy dining area. And they sat. And for seconds they stared at each other. Shi broke the silence when she commanded Agee again to, "Please drink your tea." What the hell, dominatrix much?
Agee presented and Shi, as expected, was impressed by the sample works. Shi's fingertips ran through the prints smoothly, slightly touching Agee's hands which held the prints in place. "It's beautiful, I can see that its made by someone who really has an eye for design". Her stare, everytime she spoke was so intent and intense.
In between their dialogue, Agee couldn't help but text her queer-friendly Sup, Ranie, "RANNNIIIEEE! It's her! It's her! Indian girl from the event gaaaaaaaaah!"
"Oh wow! Are there any goodlooking Indian guys too?!"
"No, resto's empty tonight! But it's cool, feels like a date! Just me and her in this huge area!"
"Oh God Agee, be professional please?!"
"I am! I am! Dontchaworry, not a hint of desire on my face. *wink wink"
"Very well then, I guess we can do that photo shoot soon. How's next Tuesday?"
As though trying to run through her mental schedule, she subtly looked away, "I don't see any problem with that. Yes, that date should be perfect." as she looked back and smiled.
They wrapped things up and Agee said goodbye.
"I'll call you." Agee wished there was some sort of romantic intention in her calls. There was none. But whatever. Agee chose to be inspired.
Weeks passed and the project was over and done with. Agee got what she wanted. Shi called Agee as she promised.
"Hello Ms. Agee..."
"Yes Ms. Shi? How've you been?", Agee could tell it was her because of the thick but extremely adorable accent.
"I called to tell you, that I am leaving this post. I am quitting this job. Should you need anything, you can call this number *** ** **, He's -----, he will be replacing me."
"Okay Ms. Shi. Will do. Thank you."
"Thank you also. Have a good day. Goodbye."
