I guess it does, and I have no idea what went through my little mind at the time but it seems that I just wanted to step on it. It was like an impulse that suddenly came to me and told me that I HAD to step on it (maybe it was an indirect way of seeking attention?). Also my shoes were screwed :P

Sometimes there's no way to know why you do certain things, you just do them, albeit, this wasn't something that I should've done.