Can't Trust Anyone

As the true Purdue football fan I am, I went down to IU this past weekend to celebrate the rivalry. Although I didn't have a ticket to the game, I knew it was going to be a good day; I was totally wrong. Despite praying the night before for a safe and happy Saturday, I felt completely insecure and angry. The day started out bad by leaving Purdue nearly 2 hours after our planned time of departure. By the time we got to Bloomington, we waited in this one lane on the highway for nearly 45 minutes and moved about 1 mile. After getting news from a friend on how to bypass the traffic, me and my friends proceeded to campus the quick way, but then were stuck with the issue of where to park. This was my first time at IU and who knew a campus could be so huge and run out of parking within a reasonable walk to the stadium. After stuffing my face and watching the game from a decked out Purdue bus, me and my group of friends went to an apartment to hangout for the rest of the night; what a bad idea. It was all nice and dandy with only about 15 kids in this apartment when all hell broke loose. To my astonishment, my purse which was sitting next to a couch the whole night suddenly disappeared. All together my Dooney and Bourke purse, along with my digital camera, keys, debit card, cash and license plus other valuables were in there. The rest of the time from then until this afternoon was one big mess. I was all over the place trying to get money out from my debit card when I had no ID, but I couldn't get an ID without cash and I couldn't get my locks changed without my ID to use Boiler Express on it. Sorry for ranting, but I really need to get out my anger. Whoever stole my purse deserves to get all of their stuff stolen. I just don't understand how someone can be so inconsiderate and harsh. Lesson learned: never put your stuff down no matter how few of people are at the place you are at or how well you know the people there.