A Series of Fortunate Events

It wasn't easy, but I just barely made it through the day without purging. Of course I still was actively trying like hell to at the same time, but my own restraint as well as fortunate circumstances kept me from doing so. First, after breakfast, which I ate quickly so I could get to school early to maybe purge if I couldn't restrain myself first, I rushed to school but hit traffic, and the rear bumper of a migrant workers truck. There was no damage done to his car, but he still wanted 100 dollars from me, which he asked for in broken English. I took a lot of convincing to get him to leave me alone, and when he finally did, I still had to merge back into traffic on the freeway. This made me 20 minutes late, too late to purge even if I had wanted to. Phew. Then at lunch, my dad came late and as I waited after the passing bell my fellow classmates all saw me there, there was no way for me to miss class while purging without being charged of ditching. Furthermore, my dad made sure I went into class instead of going straight to the bathroom as I would've had he not surveyed me. Those were both streaks of luck. But for snack and dinner, it was my own will power that stopped me. First, after having a snack of Jamba Juice my dad chose, he was unable to watch over me to not purge after as he had a meeting with one of his real estate partners. I stood alone in my room, gripping my chair and staring at the bathroom door. I was stalemated until I came up with the idea to take my mind off of things by cleaning up the mess the house was, since my dad and I have the house to ourselves for a few days. Moving quickly, I vacuumed the whole 2 story house, washed the dishes, and did the laundry in a distracted furor. By the time that was done it was too late to purge. Lastly at dinner, my dad fell asleep immediately after. I locked myself in my room and wrote this blog entry, in hopes its content would come true, that had overcome my urges, and so I have. The strength of the human mind when set in motion studiously towards one purpose is incredible, and I think I have learned the simple key to overcoming this is keeping busy. Almost like a shark, my starving mind only works when it is set in motion