So I rationalize why people do things and I come up with my own conclusions. Then I make judgments based on those conclusions.

A few days I had planned with Kathy to go to the bonfire rally (oh the great rally prepping the school for the BIG game). Yet she never showed. Her cell was left unanswered. Everybody had already left the suite and I did not want to feel lonely by staying in here. So I went.
I walked up to the Greek Theater trailing behind a large group of talkative students. As I entered, I walked behind the group as if I was part of that group. Then as we went deeper into the theater, I stepped back and I was once alone again. I spent most of the rally in the corner of the theater almost seemingly pretending to part of the chattering group around me. Yet groups as always are rejecting of strangers. So I stood there in silence. Cheering when everybody else cheered. Clapping when everybody else clapped. Yet mine was quieter, less energetic. I could barely hear the speakers. When the puny pile of wood was finally set on fire, the heat gave warmth to my cold face but disappeared quickly into the chill of the night--a remainder that I was still alone.
Afterwards, I moved with the crowd out of the stadium back to my dorm which greeted with me with silence.
My roommate, a few minutes later, entered and asked, "How was the rally?"
"It was okay..."
Then she went on to talk about her Friday nighttime activities. My other roommate talked about going to a party. My neighbor came in and said that he was going to chill somewhere else. I said nothing...knowing that really I had nothing to share. Then silence condemned me.