I'm sitting in the ref at uni. Last year I must have eaten over 100 meals here, each one sitting with a group of the best people I have ever met. I've got some of my best memories in this room. Banoffee pie and curly fries, becoming obsessed with the salad bar, facepalming the incompetence of the staff and making vlogs in here right at the end. Every face in here always looked familiar, even the ones belonging to people I never spoke to or met. And when we were finished we would walk back to Halls and within 10 minutes we were piled into someone's room doing something or other, but always laughing.

I'm sitting in the ref. I'm waiting for Stuart to come out of his lecture. I've never waited for someone in the ref before because I always went back to my room and waited there. But now I have to wait here. No one looks familiar because every face is new. Everyone is younger than me. I haven't got a group of people sitting with me to laugh with because this isn't our domain anymore. We have been turfed out and thrown into the next stage of our lives, and in this stage we don't have the self-enclosed university campus to rely on for our daily routine anymore.

I think I feel jealous more than anything, solely because my first year of uni was the best time of my life so far. I'm jealous of the people who are just embarking on it because I know that even if their experience is half as good as mine then it will be absolutely incredible. They've got hours in the ref to look forward to in which they will create their own memories that will be some of the best they've ever had.

I'm very much looking forward to being settled in my new routine of living off-campus so that it can hopefully be just as, if not more amazing than my year in Halls was.

I know from experience that life isn't about where you are, it's about who you're with. And I'm still with the same favourite people so I believe I can continue having a brilliant time, even if my stint in Halls is over.