I went undergrad for psychology to a university and failed out after I went through a bout of major stress and depression due to several factors. My roommate was awesome, years later and we still talk. It was pretty cool - there were TONS of people there, so meeting people was easy and fun. I didn't have a ton of friends but I did have those people to hang out with.
Today, I don't have a college degree but I'm a published author so I'd say I'm doing alright regardless. O.o