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I just did something phenomenal.

I checked a book out of the library. Two, actually.

I thought I could go the whole [skzzmfzzzm] years I'd be here without doing such a thing... I wasn't even certain that you could check books out of the school library, to be honest. I thought that perhaps there were no books in this school's library. But it turns out that one can, indeed, find and check out books.

I'd never done such a thing. I will probably not even read the books. I have more than enough source material from the internet. I don't think I've ever even written a paper using a real, live book as a source before. Not since that Confucius paper in grade 9, anyway. ("Bibliography" is a false term for me, if the word's roots are taken into account; what's the internet equivalent? Cyberiography?) But, since I am playing at being Good Student Girl today, I thought I may as well experiment with the fascinating process of book-checking-out.

It was probably a bad idea. I'll probably lose the books or they'll get torn or soiled. I'll probably be forced to pay for them, or forget I ever took them out and only realize it when they don't let me graduate or something because of my [skzzmfzzzm] years overdue library books.

Time for class.

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