This is a sound observation of CAB

It is mostly silent in the Cultural Arts Building this early in the morning. One does not expect to hear too much while everyone is in class, but there is always activity even if we can't initially hear it. In the initial silence, I hear the screaming bugs and buzzing of the outdoors from my seat in the lobby. The air conditioning provides a consistently dull hum in the background. In the distance, I hear a door open and then thud closed with a slam and the snap of the latch after. As people begin to populate the space, I hear a woman and a man converse about her sandwich, their voices faint as to not disturb the others in the room. My roommate pages through her play with a rhythmic, dull snap at each page turn. The elevator arrives across the hall with a ding and a whoosh of the doors opening. Student's footsteps populate that hallway with a barrage of hard claps, until they reach the carpeted floors where they all seem to drag across lightly with little sound but the airy, fuzzy friction of their shoes agains the carpet.