I tried to sleep but failed miserably and so thought I should update this just so you all know that it is still alive. I doubt I will be getting any sleep tonight and tonight's the night when I desperately need that good rest. The audition for So You Think You Can Dance Season 2 is tomorrow. It begins in 9 hours time. Articulating how I feel exactly has become a task impossible but I will try. The days of butterflies in my stomach have long gone. Replaced is a thousand stampeding raging killer bulls in me, or a tsunami crashing to the shore. I hyperventilate and I feel dizzy. Wave after wave of panic attacks are becoming more frequent.
This is my second chance at proving my worth, at proving how wrong some people were about me, at telling my story, at letting people see for themselves what I am capable of, at conveying just how passionate I am as a dancer. This means everything to me. There is no way I can possibly tell you just how much this means to me.
I will probably be devastated in less than 24 hours and I am not prepared for it. No, I am not ready for another rejection. But, I believe it is better to have tried and failed (even more than once) than not try at all.
