So Leigh and I had lunch together today... It was pretty good... I skipped the Gay-Straight Alliance meeting for it, proving that I do have things more important than being gay (although the amount of time I spend on this site would seem to argue otherwise)... We played chess... everything seemed fine... The one thing that worries me is that the conversation came to an almost abrupt halt when the third person present left the two of us alone. That's not really a good sign. But I have reasonable hope that it will get better.
I'm thinking about this weird dream I had last night that in retrospect is making me sort of sad. I won't go too into it, but there were two major events in the dream. Firstly, the girl who I like (who is straight so far as I know) said (not in so many words) that she was bi. The other big thing was, I cut off all my hair (something I've been wanting to do for ages in real life) and I totally freaked about it--like, had a tantrum at my mom, who did the cutting, for not doing it right.