Fighting with 2 sets of memories.

Memory Set #1: Wonderful times with friends, times I felt like I was a part of a community, random car trips, being able to set up events and get people to have fun and hang out.

Memory Set #2: Trying to break into a community, and giving up.  Sitting alone in my room… again.  Seeing people maintain stronger friendships than I’d ever had, but wish I had.

Obviously, I know which one I want to remember as my college years.  If only that one was winning… ugh.