COLUMBIA VS. STATE SCHOOL
Everyone knows that Columbia is a tough university. We probably shorten our life spans by at least a year after four years of cumulative stress. Not to mention the insane pressure to graduate and become a Wall Street-banking neurosurgeon with a spare degree in astrophysics and a best-selling adult fiction novel. Our Winter Break starts 48 hours before Christmas, midterms are actually whenever-and-as-many-as-the-professor-wants-terms, and we’re statistically more likely to die in a shark attack than get a snow day (probably). Do you ever have those moments at 4AM, as your notecards start to blur and slip from your hyper-caffeinated hands, when you wonder what your life would’ve been like if you had gone somewhere like a state university? Maybe then you wouldn’t have that stress-induced bald spot on the back of your head from Orgo. And at the very least, you’d have real football tailgates to attend...
I’m about to compare Columbia University to state schools, using generalizations based on my experience, my friends’ experiences, and Total Frat Move. If you’re looking for a well-researched sociological study, or some thought-provoking literature, I suggest that you instead try The New Yorker, or wait for Britney Spears’ upcoming novel. Furthermore, some readers will be Barnard students, and some will be CC. For the remainder of this article, let’s agree to group ourselves together as “Columbia University.” Barnard women take classes at Columbia; CC students take classes at Barnard. After you’re done reading this, you may return to your Barnard v. CC comment war on Bwog, if you are so inclined. Now then, let’s proceed.


















