It funny the "being poor" when you're young, but you never notice it. I remember my first apartment I used a pool floating mattress that pushed up to the wall for a living room couch, it really did double as a pool floatie too. That year someone broke into my apartment...... I could almost tell from the mess they made of my clothes that they were pissed I was poorer than them. But, I never felt poor. Its such a rush to be out on your own, making your own path, creating your own rules (sometimes bad ones). I see it in my own kid now...I can't believe the size of apartment she lives in. It's her home, he office, her school (for masters), and she entertains all in the smallest 1 bedroom I've seen..