I survived death!

My mood is now... :D

That's because I survived from the big fat knife in the kitchen. It dropped onto my little toe from a height of approximately 1.65m. That's about my height! (yeah, I know I'm short) I didn't die, it didn't cut my toe off and it did not stab my foot! Haha, I feel really lucky right now. I didn't even scream. :D

But it was indeed scary, during those few moments when the knife was falling down to the ground. I felt as if I was on the brink of death. I was jumping around the kitchen and didn't know how to shoo far far away. Stupid me. But I'm happy!

Happy Go Lucky!