At 8 p.m. on Tuesday, "My Sweet Song" by Toby Lightman echoes through the maroon doors of Miller Residence Hall's girl's fourth floor and into the hallway. Freshman undecided major Tamara Gilreath sits in her wooden desk chair and awaits a phone call from her roommate.
"I'm waiting to go to my sorority intramural bowling game," Gilreath says.

The warm brick building with its red, blue, and gold neon beer lights looks like a safe haven compared to the frigid bite that is the midnight Louisville air.
Conversations go on at each table despite the bass in Kanye West's "Love Lockdown" resonating in the background. There seems to be more television sets than people inside the Granville Inn, located at Third and Gaulbert streets in Old Louisville, at this moment.

As the two o'clock hour rolled around, a glare from a silver Oldsmobile's window pierced two different sets of glass windows and traveled into the Student Government Association's office on the third floor of the Student Activities Center.

The tile floor gleams ever so brightly, but it won't stay that way for long. The first customers of the morning, along with their scuff marks, have already started trickling in, but that's normal; they're the "usuals" at McDonald's on the corner of Floyd and Warnock streets.
They enter with looks of exhaustion and relief, their faces blushed from the 40-degree chill outside. Now they're here for their morning coffee and paper, catching up on the world that they must become a part of once their cups are empty. 

The smell of popcorn fills the air. Sounds of a salesman's voice are muffled behind the rustling of fans entering Freedom Hall. There is a different feeling in the atmosphere throughout the entire city. It is game day for the University of Louisville men's basketball team.
At noon, the floor is still not ready for the 2 p.m. game. The ground crew rushes to put the finishing touches on the court, which had to be reassembled after an event in the building late the night before.

At 4:02 p.m. the artificial chirp of a Cardinal beckons pedestrians to cross at the intersection of Floyd and Warnock. 
A group of four stands awkwardly clustered around the covered bus stop in front of the Studio Arts/HPER building, waiting for the Black Loop shuttle. 

The finals week extended hours for Ekstrom Library are being taken advantage of by both undergraduate and graduate students. The front of Tulip Tree café was well-lit and wide-awake in the midst of the dark midnight surrounding it.
Senior psychology major Brendan Byrne stepped out for a smoke in front and enjoyed the serene outside for a quick break during his late-night study session.
Byrne said he enjoys the extra time to study at night.
"I've seen the sun rise in this library at least 10 times," he said.

It's 4:12 in the morning and the telephone rings, startling 50-year-old Carolyn Drury.
She almost spills her coffee, but manages to gently place her candy cane decorated mug on her desk. Swiftly turning her chair, she puts on her headset and begins speaking.
"U of L Help Desk, may I have your user ID please?" she says to the caller. "This is Carolyn, how can I help you?"
It's a male student requesting information regarding his e-mail account. He's in his dorm room, sloppily slurring his words as his inebriation becomes evident through the telephone line.