I'm living on campus at university right now, and my parents are planning to move house before I finish university, which I'm not looking forward to.
Unless you count moving out to university (most of my stuff is still at my parents' house) I've never moved house, so I'm rather attached to my home (as well as the fact that most of my friends live near there).
I'm enjoying the freedom of living away from home (the best thing is that I can eat when I want to eat- no more breakfast/lunch/dinner: it's brunch at 2pm then a snack or a dinner at 11pm or 2am, and nobody cares that I'm in the kitchen cooking at that time!

) but I'm not particularly liking the current flatmate arrangement (the guy in the room directly next to mine [such thin walls] just LOVES his loud rap music with the bass turned up as loud as possible, Essex girl can't manage to heat a ready-meal without help and NewGirl still refuses to interact with people who aren't chinese; yes, she has shit English skills, but when you move to an English-speaking country it's kind of expected that you make some sort of an effort, not to mention that I don't see how she intends to pass a degree here when her English is limited to "Hi" and "Telephone!").
I am actually looking forward to the displacement of moving into non-university accommodation in town after the summer, hopefully with friends (being able to choose who I live with sounds really really good), but I'm fairly sure I'm only so comfortable with the upheaval because I know I still have a home back at my parents' house, in my old room (which is full of boxes, and has most of the posters and tie-dyed sheets taken down, which makes it feel weird).
Packing up and moving all my stuff doesn't sound so fun (so many things that need bubble-wrapping, or to be kept perfectly flat..) but hopefully the reward of moving away from certain flatmates (and moving in with others) will balance it out.