Ye, it's a killer.
I came out of school and was literally thinking to myself, "ok what now".
I had applied for uni and stuff like that, but all through school I didn't really care about what qualifications I got. If i got it, then great, but i certainly wasnt sticking my head in books like a lot of people did. I got rejected for my first choice course at uni, which automatically bumped my second choice up to my first choice. One day before going go-karting (which I won btw

:D) I got a phone call from the uni, "Hi, this is so and so from whatever. I see you changed your first choice option"... "ehhh yes".... "well theres a place open for you if you want it"... "err ok". That believe it or not is literally what happened.
At the time, i was thinking about doing an electrical apprenticeship. But i went with the flow and went to uni.
For the record, I would not advice going to university unless you have a clear idea of what you want to be (and where being at uni is a must) ie a doctor or something dizzy like that.
Its an absolute killer. You sit there bored out your face, not giving a flying fcuk about what you're being told - so whats the point.
Im thinking of dropping out in favour of doing my apprenticeship and maybe setting up my own electrician's company one day with my brother.
Im still not over being kb'd from the forces. Im on here a lot, reading what everyone in training is posting, their pre training nerves and questions etc all the time wishing I was in their shoes.
So ye, i'd gladly open my legs and allow someone to boot their size 10's into my nads if it allowed me to at least attempt joining the forces.
In fact, writing that last sentence has made me realise something. I don't even know if im cut out for the forces or not. All the time im writing here saying "ye I want to be in the marines" yet i've never even properly seen what it's like. Thats the worst bit actually. I'll never know if I could do it.