Denise called up crying this afternoon. She's so stressed and not having fun with the competition. I feel for her. I really do. I feel the pressure and I don't have to perform or learn something completely foreign to me. No wonder she's stressed. I'd like to be optimistic but I have a feeling they won't last too much longer in this competition. It's just a constant struggle and Denise just doesn't want it - and you have to want it. I'm convinced that's why Josh and I won last summer. No one wanted it more than we did.

I hate to say it but I kind of want out of the competition too. I'm overwhelmed. Between my dance classes, their dance classes, regular classes and rehearsals, I'm just swamped. I'm not going to see Josh until Friday - and he lives a few door down! It's ridiculous. I just thought it would be different than this. I thought we'd have dinner together and study together. Now we see each other as we pass one another on the street. It's just not the way I hoped it would be...and it's more my fault than his. His schedule is busy but nothing like mine. I wish there were time in the day.