I adore some aspects of university - I have met my partner, whom I love and am forming a future with. Second year was horrific, as he was working in America, and I write that year off as an emotional mess - but we are so strong following his return that it has all been worth it. I have adored my experience of starting my animal welfare society and running it, and I enjoy, generally, simply being in a different part of the country.
I regret my degree. Not in a particularly negative way, but I simply do accept that I would likely have appreciated a different subject much more in the long term. I'm doing well enough and will graduate with a 2.1 from a great university, but that fact is, occasionally, slightly meaningless to me.
I am very happy with my university choice in terms of location, setup of the university, contacts within it, etc. I don't, and never have, gone out very much, but that is my own choice. I've never felt too pressurized to do so, but perhaps that's my own personality.
Overall my time at university has been very much structured by me and who I am. I've remained outside a lot of it in terms of social things, made a few really good solid friends but largely have kept to a select few and my partner. I don't really do much work - doing Literature yet haven't read a single book for my course in three years.... yet, I am doing fine. No real worries come results days, even if deadline days are hectic. I haven't had any life-changing experiences exempting surviving the LDR situation, and visiting him in America three times.
I will be severely in debt when I begin working - has it been worth it? Maybe not. Do I care? Not really!