A typical day in my life at Carolina

As I walk home at the end of the day, I pass the Old Well and hear the Clef Hangers, an all-male a cappella group, singing an impromptu concert.

My irritating alarm clock begins to buzz, and I am tempted to hit the “snooze” button when I remember that today is Tuesday. Psychology test. I pull myself out of bed, shower, and pack my bag as I quiz myself on Freud, Pavlov, and the different branches of psychology. After stopping by the Student Stores to pick up a scantron, or “bubble sheet,” I dash to Carroll Hall to take the test.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I head to my next class. My British Literature professor lectures on Milton. Looking at my calendar, I remember that I have a lunch date with a friend. When class ends and I close my huge anthology of British Literature, I head to the “Pit,” the center of the UNC campus, where students crowd about during the lunch hours. I finally find Paula and we grab Chik-Fil-A from the cafeteria then bask on the quad lawn and catch up with one another.

My last class of the day is Geology lab. I have to quickly shift gears from “Paradise Lost” to rocks and minerals, and I spent the next hour identifying rocks. As I walk home at the end of the day, I pass the Old Well and hear the Clef Hangers, an all-male a cappella group, singing an impromptu concert.

I arrive home to my apartment, cook dinner, and study for my upcoming Spanish test. An hour passes, and I am headed back to campus again. My meeting for the Order of the Bell Tower lasts a short 45 minutes, and I have time to research in the Undergraduate Library for a few hours before the sky grows too dark.

When I have finally finished with my studying and am ready to turn out my lights and crawl into bed, I remember to set my irritating alarm. In eight hours, I will be waking up to a day of new classes, new meetings, and new surprises on UNC’s campus. For now, I’ll be dreaming of the Clef Hangers singing me to sleep…