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[02 Sep 2003|12:52pm] |
-- One corner of Natalie's mouth was pulled into a slight smile as the song blared through the speakers of her stereo. Having not heard of any of Westlife's music for a long time, hearing them again had placed her into high spirits.She was getting ready to update, the journal's blank update form already in front of her and waiting for her to fill it up. She sighed under her breath and began typing out whatever came out of her fingers, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as she thought to herself. --
I didn't really meet anyone yet. So far, all I've met were Elijah and Jessi. I don't think either one were too interested in talking to me, however. I'm interested in meeting everyone though. Hopefully, I won't become completely star-struck and sit in there in awe. So if I happen to just sit there and stare, don't take that the wrong way. I'm just being shy.
So this past June, I graduated from Harvard. Finally, I'm a free woman. No more school for me. I'm a major in psychology. But I don't think I'm going to pursue a career in psychology. Maybe if my own career in acting falls through, then I'll make good use of that degree. Right now, I'm just glad to get out of school. I have a small break since I had just finished two other movies following the completion of the third sequel of Star Wars with Hayden.
I'm not sure why but everyone seems to think that there's something going on with Hayden and I. That's actually kind of disgusting considering he's like one of my closest friends. Dating him would be like finding out that your brother's secretly in love with you. Not only would that be incredibly creepy, it's against the law. Just to clear up that fact. That and I'm not dating any other actors. I'm single and right now, single life is okay for me.
Life is yummy.
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[31 Aug 2003|02:39am] |
-- Natalie's dark brown eyes gazed at the keyboard of her computer as she restlessly tapped her fingers against the wooden desktop of her writing table, anxious for a proper introduction to write. Not knowing what to write but deciding to wing whatever it was, she began typing, the sound of her keys echoing in the silence of the one-bedroom loft she had rented out in upscale New York City. --
Introductions are redundant. Mundane. Pointless. And so many other adjectives that I'm too lazy to write out right now. I guess this is some sort of requirement in order for everyone to 'get to know me'. I'm not good with this sort of thing seeing as how I'm actually quite shy, despite what you may or may have not heard about me. I feel like I'm at some AA-meeting where everyone's expecting me to stand up and introduce myself.
Let's pretend I did just that. Hello, my name is Natalie Portman. Nat, for short. I'm a twenty-two year old actress. I'm not a singer. Do I look like Mandy Moore to you? I can't sing even if you told me the world was counting on me to sing otherwise they'd all die in massive groups of twenty million. In that case, reincarnation is a reccommended option.
You may know me best as Queen Amidala. I got to smooch Hayden Christensen in Star Wars. I was in several other movies such as "Where The Heart Is", "Anywhere But Here", "Mars Attacks!".
I'm not an interesting person, am I?
-- She stopped typing and gave up completely on making an introductory entry. She tied her dark brown hair into a loose ponytail as she hit update, watching it post itself before getting up to her feet and making her way to her unkempt bed. She crawled beneath the covers and laid down, pulling her covers protectively over her body. --
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