Yet Another Therapy Session

Alrighty. I haven't exactly been keeping my word on blogging more predictably. I apologize. My hectic life and schedule often prevent me from finding 10mins to blog. Anyhow, let me share what happened yesterday.
Yesterday, Leo had invited me downstairs to his sound cave. He wanted to take a look at my swollen ankle. Boyscouts are apparently jack of all trades. I was going to go downstairs but Bambi and Andrea saw me. Damn. So I went about my normal before school activities. Bambi and I went to the deli and got an energy drink. We walked back to school and then that's when it started. My mood crashed. Andrea was complaining about how one of her ears is clogged. She went on for 20mins complaining. At least her mom cared enough to bring her to a doctor. Mine still hasn't made an appointment. Its been 2 weeks since I hurt my ankle and still no medical attention. Thanks mom. So that's pretty much what triggered my bad mood. I was quiet all day. I'm usually kinda bubbley and random and upbeat. But not yesterday. I kept my words to myself. I have an anger problem sometimes. When I get quiet, its like the calm before the storm. I needed to keep to myself if I wanted to stay calm. The day finished and Bambi and I went to the mall per usual. We hung out for a bit and he was able to cheer me up.
When I got home, I needed to try on my prom dress and shoes. I really do look beautiful. Its not often I can honestly compliment myself. Its a long purple dress with a scalloped top. I think I may be curling my hair but I'm not sure. I also need makeup. I usually NEVER wear makeup. I'm a tomboy. I'm good with wearing a tshirt and cargos with my hair up in a bun. The world of girly things is confusing. Anyway, so I tried my dress on and it fit perfectly. By that point, Leo was on Facebook and we were talking like we do every evening. I called him around 10:30pm. I don't know why, but I actually like talking to him on the phone. We talked for about 2hrs. Apparently while talking, he got horny. He started to fap while on the phone with me. I could hear it. He wanted me to touch myself too. He was talking dirty and actually got me horny. I'm so fucking awkward. I couldn't dirty talk back. I told him to enjoy his night (in a somewhat sexy voice) and we parted ways. Is it wrong that I let him fap while on the phone with me?
On a totally seperate note: Bambi and I have plans for tomorrow, the day after prom. Everyone is sleeping over at our friend Megan's house Thursday to Friday. Friday morning, we go to the local diner for breakfast then we split. The rest of the group is seeing the Star Trek movie while Bambi and I go back to his place. I'm gonna have an overnight bag so I'll drop that off at Bambi's house. Then, we're both gonna shower (not together) then I'm gonna give him a massage. His back has been bad lately so I figured I'll bring some cream and massage his back after we both shower. Hopefully it'll help his back and make him relax. After a massage, we're gonna head to SamAsh for a new guitar for him. We were going to go yesterday but time wasn't on our side. Tomorrow we have all day.
I'm excited for prom to begin already. I would post pictures but then you guys would know what I look like. I really don't want one of you coming up to me on the street like "oh my god! I read your blog!"...awkward...the point of this blog isn't to become famous through my teenage angst, but to just tell my story and feelings as they develop. Maybe someday, someone will even comment on here and give advice. Ugh. I'm turning my blog into my therapist. Oh well. I'll see if I can blog little tid bits as the night progresses but probably not. I'll try to blog tomorrow and share my prom experience. I've never been in a limo before. I wonder if its really as cool as people say...