Another trial that I'm gunna have to go through when I move is accepting just how fucking poor I'm gunna be. I'm not exactly Richard Branson at the moment, but I can spend cash on things I don't really need and still feel pretty comfortable mainly thanks to the efforts of my parents. But in Melbourne I'm going to have enough money for rent, bills, school and food and that's it. Even money earned from working will be put away to save. I'll still have the internet, but nothing much beyond that, that's for fucking sure.