MUGAR (myou' gar)

ha ha ha I am writing this from the Mugar, BU's undergrad library. I like to say Mugar as much as possible in a day. I feel kind of renegade posting from another computer than my laptop--woooo, it's exhilarating. I just watched Akeela and the Bee (Mandy!) and now I am very spelling paranoid. But I am a graduate of the English language and that gives me more than certain privaliges ha ha ha
Today was a bust kind of a day, so I thought I'd better at least make something of the night and come out exploring Big BU to find a good place to watch the Survivor season premier--you know, doing something with my life and all that. I found kind of a Cougareat of sorts with tvs, but no sound really coming from them, so I ran around looking for something else and ended up walking on the treadmill for the hour just so I could watch Survivor on their tv. I guess it's a good comprismise: waste an hour of my life watching tv, but get an hour of, albeit minimal, exercise. It's funny because I use their treadmills a lot, but usually for running, so tonite I felt like I was breaking the law or something and like everyone there was going to know my true motivation had nothing to do with working out. I kept swinging my arms really big and taking deep sighs so no one would catch on.
Well friends, let me tell you a little bit about my floormate, Firas (fee-ross). He is Lebanese/French and he is an economics (why?!!) undergrad at BU. I don't know how old he is because we only ever talk to eachother in these short weird little spurts (ME acting weird around a guy, I know it's really hard to imagine) about things like how much cereal we are eating and how our landlords kind of freak us out. He is a good looking kid--I'll take his picture sometime. He's also nice, smiles a lot, leaves the toilet seat up (ha ha ha or sometimes doesn't and then I know he was pooping and it's even worse) and sometimes randomly microwaves things at 4 in the morning--like last night. I asked him about it and he said he couldn't sleep so he decided to microwave something. I guess that's the story of Firas. Not a lot to say.
There is also a random Taiwanese man (married) living downstairs who uses our fridge, etc. too and then I guess this weekend the long awaited third floormate from India is supposed to arrive. I'm in such an international hot spot, huh? Good thing I am trained well
Well I'm going to walk the Mugar. Good night peeps. Sweet dreams