It's been awhile since I've seen everything I own piled in boxes. Not just some boxes. There must be a million of them sitting in Lem's basement. It's a good thing when I moved in to my brother's place, I just stored them. Now, I have this daunting task of unpacking them.

First, there are my clothes. Second, there are my shoes. And god knows what else I'll find in there. Probably my old citizenship card that I have been looking for forever.

Dont know where I am going to store them. And Lem is making me give up my couches.

Hey, you. I paid so much money for that and you just want me to what? We gotta compromise. You agree to keep my couches.

he-he-he. Poor guy doesnt know what hit him.