I was watching "Lord of the Dance" last night - one of my favourite videos, and it brought back some memories of when I was learning irish dancing, last year. Griff and I took classes together, and it was a great learning experience. The only thing was, I'd had years of dancing experience previously, and Griff had had none...to put it nicely, I learned quicker than Griff did, plus I wasn't as clumsy. Now, if you knew Griff, you'd know how sensitive she was to any of her faults - she's one of these people who can't stand to take any critism, and when you do say something not so nice to her, even constructive critism, she gets all pouty and grumpy. So lets just say, she wasn't always a happy camper in the world of Irish dancing. The climax of it all was when I got asked to perform in a competition in about July, and Griff didn't...But anyway, that's not the point. I left dancing a little while later, since I didn't have time with my job and and year 12 and exams quickly looming up ahead, and I've never been back. But maybe next year, I will go back again. I'd like to learn Irish dancing again. I really enjoyed it, and it's so much fun to learn, not to mention how knowing the steps that they do in "Riverdance" or "Lord of the Dance" gives you a kind of a high. ;)

I've been trying to ring Ian tonight, but there's no answer at his place. He rang this afternoon when I wasn't home, to tell me what's happening about tomorrow night - I think this is a positive sign that something's going to happen, right? Actually, it was a positive sign when they started organising it on Wednesday night. But anyway - my parents are letting me go (thank goodness! It took awhile to convince my dad), and now I'm really in the mood for it. *fingers crossed* I hope Ian gets home soon, or else maybe I'll just have to call Russell instead.

I know I should have other stuff to say in this journal, but I really can't think what. It's amazing how dense some people can be on the phone, especially when they're on air. It's quite amusing, unless you're in a bad mood, and then you just want to punch their heads in.

Maybe I'll call Russell. Should I call Russell? I do want to find out what's happening tomorrow night. Ian may not be home tomorrow, so I may not get to talk to him at all. Oh hang on, I like this song on the radio, I'll wait till it's over to consider calling. I'm typing this as I think. Gee my mind is just so full of interesting things to say, not. I'll try calling Ian again a bit later, and if not, I'll ring Russ. Although I don't want to ring him too late. Probably Ian is at Russell's place, now come to think of it. Hmm.

"Why do you have to play that song so loud?"
Because we want to! Because we want to!
Why do you have to run around in crowds?
Because we want to! Because we want to!
Why do you always have to dance all night?
Because we want to! Because we want to!
Why do you always say what's on your mind?
Because we want to! Because we want to!"

The song that was on the radio while I sit here, mking up my mind about whether I should call Russell or not. I don't want to be annoying like Griff. On the other hand, Ian's not home, and the logical thing to do is to ring someone else who'll know what the heck's going on. Probably after all this nothing is happening. I wouldn't be surprised. On the other hand, I would be disappointed. Also, I can't believe I'm worrying about being annoying, especially by ringing Russ, who our group would probably vote as the most annoying person. Okay, I'm going to try Ian one more time, then I'll call Russ.

5 minutes later...

Russ isn't home, I'll call the guys tomorrow. Daniel called, and we're going out in half an hour. So...seeya!