The end of my first year of uni

I can believe that in just four weeks, I will have finished my first year of University.
It has been one of the most emotional, fantastic experiences of my life so far. I've realized I'm going to have to work ten times harder than I have ever done before if I really want to get a 1st at the end of the next three years.
Plus I've realized that I have made some damn good friends up here, who will look after me no matter what.
For an example last Monday I cannot remember a thing from half 10 till 4 in the morning. Basically I got very drunk and cut my chin open. Mark, Will and Laura looked after me cleaned up all the blood that I had wiped around my face and put me to bed. The amount of times I've looked after them and vice versa. Laura and Jess are brilliant, I am so looking forward to living with them next year.
The boys, well they're my boys. David, Mark, Pratik, Luke, and Ant, are, although they can drive me insane, can piss me off incredibly...they're alright :) nah, I love them to bits.
 I feel kinda sad leaving here to go live elsewhere next year, they're are so many memories. Luke and David throwing bowls out of the window, David stealing me a traffic cone, Ant crying on my shoulder, Jess running full pelt into the cupboard, Ashton playing his guitar, Inger and his weird moments, Laura and Luke having a massive food fight in the kitchen. The boys setting off the fire extinguisher. Me and Mark taking David home enticing him with chips to get him to come willingly. All of the films we've watched in Luke's room, all the Zombie games we've played. The pranks we've come up with. It will be sad to leave, all of that behind. But I know I am looking forward so much to next year, plus at least I wont have as many distractions, next year is going to be full on.