Ain't it a fine life

I just realized that I'm not sure how I'm going to make ends meet come next month. Everything will be okay after that point, but man...I don't know what to do. I hadn't envisioned myself in this predicament until I was out of college and stranded in a big city somewhere. In that vision I always end up living in a dumpster. How can I already be freaking out about how to make ends meet when I'm 21 years old and still in school? These are supposed to be the best years of my life, goddamnit.