Getting rid of old things is my weakness. I am such a pack rat. But here, in my room at home, as my summer begins, I face a problem. How in the world am I gonna fit all my stuff from my apartment at school back into my room at home?! Why do I have so much clothes? Why do I have more things than anyone might need in a lifetime? And the better question is, will I ever be satisfied or will I always want more? We Americans are so spoiled.

American dream? Yeah right. More like American nightmare.