This blog is dedicated to my wonderful flatmates. Simply because I love you guys…

This morning i woke up, sick, tired and with a bit of a foggy vision. Going to the toilet, I opened my door blissfully thinking that there was nothing to be afraid of in our hallway. I was seriously wrong! Covering my door was about 20 colorful, highly deadly balloons.

I have to admit that my first reaction was laughter, but that was until I was ambushed opening my cupboard. I didn’t know if I was about to laugh or cry. There it was, the largest balloon you could imagine, sitting in my cupboard, ready to attack.

I think it took me about 2 minutes to figure that it was either me or him. I grabbed a knife, and covering my ears with my one knife free hand and my shoulder, I stabbed him quickly once.

I think i’m traumatized for life…

BUT!

I was learned to face my fears…

Fight back!

I am not afraid any more!

Oh, who am I kidding, i’m still terrified!