I was putting my calculator and Twist-Erase mechanical pencil into my backpack, when I felt something squishy in the back pocket. I feared the worst; I couldn’t imagine what it would be but I was betting it wouldn’t be any good. It wasn’t in the back pocket, so I unzipped the next one, and reached in to find the set of juggling balls I bought from a friend in April. I was so happy! I’ve always wanted to learn how to juggle, and when I saw this guy with juggling balls in school I had to borrow them to learn how to use ‘em. I asked where I got them, and he just sold them to me. I screwed with them for a bit, but eventually lost track of them. I guess I’d put them into my backpack and forgotten about them.
If you’re wondering, I still can’t really consider myself a juggler; I can get through about 3 or 4 cycles, but I always lose it; I’ve got a ball in my had that I should toss up in the air, but I’m too focused on catching the one that’s coming down. Still, It’s great fun.