That prestige isn't everything.
When I applied I had 5 unconditional offers all to great universities, but I was sucked in by one that has long been regarded as one of the best in Britain and accepted my offer, barely giving a second thought to the rest of them. In retrospect, that was a shocking decision, as 2 years later I hate almost everything about it. I'm stuck in a small town with virtually no nightlife, insufficient housing and expensive everything. I've made barely any friends as almost everyone comes from a completely different world than I do. As for the course itself, it's much harder-going than it would be at a less "high-up" uni. I'm in every day and am never without homework or due assignments. I can handle it, but I do get envious of people studying elsewhere who have so much more free time to actually get involved with the wider university community. The loneliness, lack of money and disdain for my degree have really had a knock-on effect this year. My motivation has been at an all-time low, I started smoking again, and have skipped more classes than I care to admit.
I'm feeling a bit more human now as I have just moved into a flat in a nearby city, which means I need spend no more time than necessary in the town. But the more time I spend here, the more I wish I'd come to this city's university, for which I had an unconditional. It's not as prestigious as my uni, but it's still good, and I think I'd be much more content here.
Of course, I'm not suggesting that one should deliberately choose a poor university, of course you should aim to get the best education that you can achieve. However, there's a much wider picture to university than a distinguished name. You need to carefully consider all the necessary factors before making your decision. No piece of paper is worth up to 5 years of abject misery.