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The secret lives of Friday night library go-ers

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OCTOBER 23, 2017

We’ve all been there before. It’s 9 p.m. on a Friday night, and we’ve somehow managed to find ourselves in the most lit place in all the land: the fifth floor of Moffitt Libary. We don’t even know how we ended up here. We came here out of habit after our last afternoon class, and the hours are now melding together at this point. We’ve resigned to a night in the belly of the beast. We’re too lazy to give up the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of having our butts in a chair on the fifth floor. The threshold energy required to get ourselves out of the library and into our homes is far too high. It would seem we’re just going to have to remain here for the rest of our lives.

As we begin to come to terms with our new habitat and eventual resting place, we notice that we aren’t alone on this fine Friday evening. We see that other people have also ended up at this romantic destination. We can’t help but wonder who these people are outside of these hallowed halls.

We imagine that the young woman who has been asleep at her desk spot for the last hour and a half is an avid fan of raves and electronic music. That young man who has been coding in the corner for the entirety of the afternoon is lowkey an awesome cook. The poor soul at the door who is stuck with looking at everyone’s Cal ID on a Friday night runs a poppin’ fashion blog. 

Some think that the stranger who disappeared into the alien nap-pod room two hours ago is peak geek. So much so that they’d choose to spend the evening sleeping in Moffitt because they have nowhere better to be. But au contraire! You see, they went too hard on Thursday night and had to take a quick siesta to recover for Saturday. While all us lowly mortals save partying for the weekend, fellow napper was one step ahead by throwing back the tequila on a weeknight. 

The giggly group that’s been camped out on the floor by couches all day is actually working on their plan for total world domination. The person that you just exchanged awkward eye contact and a halfway smile with could be your future soulmate. That, or they could have been greeting the person directly behind you. It’s hard to say for sure.

If our late Friday night in the library has taught us anything, it’s to not judge a book by its cover.

Contact Amanda Chung at [email protected].

OCTOBER 24, 2017