Going to university can be exciting but scary.
The travelling for hours to finally get to your new home, you're halls in the city that will be your home for the next three years.
Straight after getting to halls, you go out and have to socialise even though part of you just thinks an early night would be amazing. Blocking that voice and and over drinking due to being tired and scary meeting so many new people all at once.
This is one of the only times you will go out and get so amazingly drunk with a bunch of strangers you hope will be your new friends. Telling them how much you love them when you can't even remember their names.
Not getting in till four in the morning when you decide its a good time to get to know you're flatmates and talk till 7 about god knows what because everyone's too drunk to remember.
The worst part is a few days after you have to do it all again sober when you go in to uni and meet people on your course.
You learn slowly how to live on a budget. In the first term you can't ever stay on budget but in the second year its gets easier finding the cheapest places and no longer going out 3/4 times a week.
Also learn that you can live on pasta for weeks, its boring but doable.