Hey everyone. I just got off stage from doing my first night of the Vagina Monologues. It's intermission right now. The only thing left for me tonight is the curtain call, which I'm not looking forward to. We're supposed to dance on stage in front of everyone else. I'm sure I've mentioned on here before how much I don't enjoy dancing. Actually it's more of a "I feel really really really awkward when I dance" type of feeling.

So yeah, we have to dance on stage. After we start dancing, we have to go out into the audience and dance as we go up the aisles. Really not looking forward to it. That's ok though. It's good for me. I need the experience. It'll be me and my friend Marcy dancing uncomfortably. We'll have fun.

The monologue I read was entitled "They beat the girl out of my boy...or they tried." It was about transwomen, which is fitting. I have a big long line at the end that takes up an entire notecard typed. It involves getting emotional about the negativity towards transpeople. Specifically it talks about the non-acceptance and the physical violence. It's a tough line to read.

Earlier one of the girls in my group said that some janitors last night were making comments about me. They said something to the effect of "That girl used to be a guy. I thought the Vagina Monologues were a female thing." and such. The girls that heard them say that stood up for me and told them to eat shit basically. That's great.

She told me today about it. She said she didn't want to upset me. I told her that it doesn't upset me. It makes me proud to know that I have friends, even friends I just made, that will stand up for me. Those janitor guys can go fuck themselves as far as I'm concerned. The nice thing is that during that last card of the monologue I read, I used it as motivation. It helped me get angry and upset. I don't normally let that stuff get to me. And even now it doesn't matter, but it helped. So, that's a good thing.

Anyway, I'm going to go relax a little before the big finale. I'll talk to you all later.