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Eirtaé has been cheering me up, for which I will be eternally thankful to her. She was mimicking the younger Jedi, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and had me in stitches. I'm not sure if Eirtaé has what it takes to be an actress or anything, but every once in a while she hits on a prefect mimic of someone. Like when we were first training and she used to mimic Panaka. The only problem is that she is so proper and serious that you can only get her to do it once in a while.
Anyway, today she was mimicking the Jedi and it was really funny. Then she said something about how she felt like we don't like her and I had to set her straight. I think we're all just sort of intimidated by her. Panaka put her in the lead and she always knows what to do and stuff. It just makes us feel really inadequate. I mean, Eirtaé has been training for a position like this all her life; I never even thought of such a thing until a few months ago.
And she is bossy–even she has to admit that. I think if we talk again, I'll suggest she try loosening up a little. I think that would go a long way toward helping her fit in and feel better about herself.
At least playing head-doctor gave me something to do for awhile. Eirtaé has pressed Rabé into service trying to find a more efficient way to organize the Queen's wardrobe here on the ship. I offered to help, but Eirtaé said, "Oh, no, Sabé, you just relax. You need to be rested and ready to act as Queen when we get to Coruscant." I know she was trying to be nice, but not doing anything is making. Me. CRAZY!
Of course, if I get into something, and then someone needs the Queen, it will take some explaining if I've got messed up makeup and hair and stuff. If Padmé was here, she wouldn't just be sitting around. But then, she doesn't have to disguise herself because she is herself. If someone sees me out of makeup, they *might* get suspicious. But since no one ever sees Padmé out of her makeup except Panaka and the girls and I, and we already know that I'm her, no one would probably realize that I'm not her.
Anyone reading this will probably think that I am not all there, but I can't help it. This is how I get when I don't have anything to do except sit around and look pretty and regal and be ready to look pretty and regal in front of people.
It is so not fair. If I didn't have to play the Queen right now, I would be out hiking around the ship exploring the first planet other than Naboo that I've ever been on. Or flirting with that Jedi, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and getting an up-close impression of that accent of his that Eirtaé mimicked for me. Or dragging some basic flying lessons out of Ric Olié. Or doing jumping-jacks or ANYTHING but nothing.
Sorry. I will shut up now and try to sleep again.
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