A day in the life: Tyler Coon 

So you think you can dance?

For many, college is an experiment in the body's ability to function at normal levels with as little rest as possible. Some deprive themselves of sleep with movies or video games. Others spend their late nights in dance clubs and music venues, both playing in bands and watching them.

Tyler Coon's a third-year student at Georgia Tech and drummer in three local bands: Bria, Kiss Boom Bang and Harp. On June 27, Coon checked out the last night of the Decatur Social Club.

9 p.m.

Get off work at Georgia Tech and drive home to Lilburn. I'm living at home at the moment, so I have to do the commute thing.

10 p.m.

I change into jeans, bowling shoes, a T-shirt and bandana. I call my friend, who lives nearby, and ask her to meet me so we can head back into the city.

11 p.m.

45 minutes have passed, and she's still not here. She's never on time.

11:15 p.m.

She just got here. See? Always late.

11:45 p.m.

Upon arriving, we're greeted by close to 200 people. The music's already pumping, and the scene is complete with a mobile ice cream stand, inflatable moonwalk and a large cake decorated to resemble a record turntable.

12:15 a.m.

My friend grabs a PBR and meets me on the patio where we discuss my bands, marriage and how hot (or not) everyone around us is. Well, more like I talked about that last one.

12:30 a.m.

Moonwalk! My friend and I jump in for a few minutes until the whole thing threatens to tumble over when we get too rambunctious.

1 a.m.

Three more of my friends arrive: Natasha, Natasha No. 2 and Clayton. We make our way inside and dance to hip-hop spliced with electro in a semi-crowded room.

1:45 a.m.

After we break a sweat, it's time to cool off, so we all make our way outside. A stop at the restroom and a sip from a water canteen later, we're all outside witnessing an impromptu chorus of "Happy Birthday," though I still don't know whose birthday it was. The cake is cut, and champagne is passed around in clear Dixie cups. I manage to get two slices – one on my own, and the second through a friend (What can I say? I have a sweet tooth!).

2:45 a.m.

A small amount of time to digest before the echo of music from inside calls us back to the dance floor. This time the music is pounding. The crowd is shoulder-to-shoulder as everyone swaps sweat, and I manage to hop up onto a bar ledge for my own private dance floor elevated above everyone else.

3:45 a.m.

A few choruses of the Outfield followed by Journey conclude the evening very nicely. It's time to go home ... where I fall asleep with TV light flickering on my face.

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