It is a scary thing moving out on your own for the first time... but also very exciting. For one, you are free to do what ever you want - within legal limits of course. If you want to stay out late, you don't have to report to anyone, especially your parents. No one is there to tell you what to do. I know my parents love me, but I am quicker to move out while I still know it all. (And that is a figure of speech), because everyone reaches that age sooner or later, and if you hadn't, you're either full of it or you're one of those people that live in the basement of their parent's house.

Strange how things happen though. You're so eager to move out and I expect my living on my own would probably be nice for about the first year, then I'll probably be wishing for things to be like they were before. Same thing when you are a little kid. You're in such a hurry to grow up you forget to stop and smell the roses, and before you know it, you're graduated from high school, working a full time job, and wishing you were little again.