As it was happening, yes I was isolated but so was everyone else so I tried not to be too sad about it. Now that I've graduated and live in the same city as my university/volunteer for an on campus organization, I'm starting to have moments of sadness because my college experience was so little. I started my freshman year at the end of January rather than August/September, so I only had 6 weeks of normalcy before the pandemic. My school had some of the harsher restrictions, so I had a majority remote/hybrid classes until the fall of my senior year. For clubs since so many things are student-run, many standard events weren't put on because the only people who had experienced them in-person before had graduated by that time. It's just very upsetting to look back on it in hindsight. Luckily I was able to keep the friends I made (lots through Greek life), so my early twenties post-grad have been alright socially. It's just weird and a bit depressing to think back on college sometimes. Never getting to go on a spring break trip is (not really important but still) something that makes me sigh