Going to a community college for the last couple of years and living in the same town as a real university I have noticed a few differences. Here are some of the bigger discrepancies.
In real college you fail a test because you cannot stop staring at that really hot girl that sits across from you.
In community college you fail a test because you cannot stop staring at that single mother who has three kids, works in the afternoon, and goes to school at night because today she might break and kill the whole class.
In real college if you wake up 5 minutes before a test you might have to jog to class.
In community college if you wake up 5 minutes before a test you have to go 20 mph over, run three red lights, and flip off the cop who was trying to pull you over.
"Party at a frat house!"
"Party at my mom's house!"
In real college you tell people you went there because they had the program you wanted when really they had the best parties.
In community college you tell people you went there to save money when really you were to lazy to apply anywhere else, or to stupid to get into anywhere else.
In real college you fear a call from your parents.
In community college you fear your friends seeing your parents drop you off.
In real college you celebrate with your friends because you both got into the same fraternity.
In community college you suffer with your friends because you could not go anywhere else.
In real college the undergraduate classes are easy because they want to keep you there for your money.
In community college undergraduate classes are really hard because the community college wants to be like a real college.
In real college you go out drinking Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night.
In community college, who are you kidding, you don't go out.
In real college you hope and pray that they are over 18.
In community college you hope and pray that they are under 30.
by Brent Zahn
by Brendan and Tom
by Emilia at University of Toronto
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