So I wake up this morning, hop in the shower everything is goin good and as planned. Then I start lookin for my keys so I can go to class. Can't find em. They're nowhere in my apartment. So I run down to my truck hoping they're in the ignition where I typically never leave them, sure enough there they sit. So I start it, run back upstairs, get my shtuff and I'm ready to go. BLS is playing and I didn't really want to hear that. Reach over for my cd's...they're not their. Also noticed my seat in my truck was moved. My entire collection of music, gone, due to the fact that I thought I lived in a decent hood. Luckily it wasn't my truck gone due to my stupid mistake from the day before. Man, its such a nasty feeling in all honesty. All those cd's that entertained so much on road trips gone to some piece of **** who's too ****in poor to get himself a job and by his own ****in cd's. I'm sorry for the profanity, but I'm really pissed. I've never been robbed even to the smallest extent. So this is a new emotion for me. Hendrix, Satriani, CCR, Megadeth, Metallica, Pantera, BLS, Skid Row.....all friggin gone. Must've been at least a few hundred bucks of cd's in there, not to mention countless burned cd's of random stuff.

I always picked on my friends for locking their vehicles. Won't hear that from me anymore. Really does suck. :(

Also, a few punk kids just moved in across the way this weekend and I saw em walking through the area of my truck a few times throughout the day. I remember I had Hendrix sitting face up. They're probably token up to it right now. Just a theory. :mad: