We danced so hard last night. My feet are pounding. I can feel my heart beat in them. The satin dance shoes are too narrow for me, so the bands cut into my toes. There are huge blisters. Still, they are getting calloused over, because I am not giving up. I am dancing through.
I loved the jive, and our song “Dreaming” by Blondie is one of my all time favorites. I love Debbie Harry and she inspired me a lot. I thought we did great – and the judges seemed to like it too. It was very intricate choreography. I wanted to hold my breath the entire time as if this would somehow make me do it better. Now we are just waiting to see what happens tonight.
I really want to stay in the competition because our next routine is going to be amazing – we are totally going for a gay pride theme with a fabulous samba! I am sure there will be some crying too – because it’s a serious topic. I am so upset about Don’t Ask Don’t Tell not being repealed, and the everpresent frustration of Prop 8. We need to represent ourselves fighting for equal rights every triple step of the way.