I'm in my early 50's, a graduate, a mature student, employee, and a parent of three daughters, two of which are at university. Over the years I have come to understand that maturity isn't defined by a number but by your behaviour, attitude to others and the degree with which you know and are comfortable with yourself. When you leave home it's both exciting and scary. At 18 years old and out of parental control, some teenagers literally revel in their new found freedom, rampant, while others are petrified, seeing this extreme antisocial behaviour can be distressing and confusing. Everybody is sussing everyone out, hormones, drink etc,etc. I always marvelled at those who seemed secure in what they wanted to do/be, seemed so sure of themselves.
My eldest daughter took a couple of years out before starting her degree and it really did help in her approach to her studies and student living. She did get very frustrated some of her course mates when they didn't show up for group work or when her younger flatmates lacked consideration in tidying, cleaning, noise etc. Being upset about it shows you are a caring individual with a certain set of values that make their behaviour alien. My daughter has emerged a sweeter more considerate human being with some lovely friends. Universities don't just teach you a subject, they are great preparation for life and the challenges and characters you meet in the workplace and beyond. Just stick to your values, don't be afraid to say when somebody's behaviour causes you offence. My mother said to me when I left home, just be kind, don't judge and be a friend. Good luck!😊