I went to a college dorm in the city when I was almost 18. That lasted half a semester...I had nothing to do, no animals, went out partying way too much, didn't actually go to class. Moved back, moved out again to a teensy one bedroom trailer the next year. That would have stuck that time, but my dad went into the military and Mom asked me to come home and help with my siblings. So I moved back. I moved to Texas a year or two later with my cousin, I'm not very good with the roommate thing. I hated living with her, all of a sudden her boyfriend was living there, and her friend that helped her move, and her friend's boyfriend..5 people and three dogs in a two bedroom cottage. And only two of us paying rent. And the two people sleeping on the couch yelling at me when I tried to let my dogs out in the morning. Ugh. I left.
So I'm still at home now, but I'm looking into purchasing a home soon. Maybe.