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Hey CC. This isn’t much of a confession. It’s more of a long rant and an attempt
to get advice from other students, so any response is appreciated. Here-goes.

I had a long break at school today, so I decided to get some serious work done
on an essay. Naturally, I went to a study room and set down to it. I like
working at school. At home, there are distractions. But at school, there are
designated “quiet” study rooms which students can take advantage of. I get a
lot of work done there, and I enjoy that.

But today, just about when I got all my materials in order, two girls came into
the study room. They proceeded to play music and loudly discuss pictures from
some recent excursion. They even called a third person and invited him to come
and chat. So, there were three people in the room chatting and then there were
four others, including me, trying to work. Everybody but the three assholes was
completely silent, but I couldn’t tell whether the others were annoyed or not.

I prayed that the assholes would leave but they stayed for close to an hour.
After about 30 mins, I gave the guy of the trio the meanest hairy eyeball
expression that I could muster up. I turned completely around and made direct
eye contact, which I thought would be effective, but it wasn’t. They did quiet
down for a little bit, probably to talk about me in a language I couldn’t
understand, but didn’t leave. I had nowhere else to go at the time, so I tried
to ignore the noise, but it didn’t work. I was so incensed at their complete
disregard for me and everybody else in the room that I couldn’t even
concentrate on anything else. I thought about reading some of my work aloud
very loudly, but that would have distracted the others even more and probably
wouldn’t have made them leave anyway. Also, I wasn’t sure that the other people
trying to work were as annoyed by the noise as I was. Maybe everybody would just
think I was crazy?

I thought about asking the others if the noise was bothering them, but it’s
such a small enclosed room that I was really hesitant to speak at all. It’s
like confronting someone in an elevator - it takes a serious set of ovaries.
The worst part is that this is kind of a regular occurrence. People regularly
use the “quiet” study rooms for their own social hour.

OK… so much for the rant. My question: What the fuck would make someone think
it’s okay to do such a thing? Should I have said anything? If so, what? I was
alone, so it’d be easy for them to brush me off. What if they laughed at me?
It’s not like I have any authority, and apparently some people don’t even care
that they’re assholes.

Any advice on what to do when this happens again…?

He played a queer, hes queer.

R.I.P. Heath Ledger.

No, I didn’t know him personally, and whatever the cause of his death was, it’s
still so tragic. It reminds me of when Brandon Lee died and The Crow (his
biggest/best role) came out after.

Heath had an incredible talent. Thanks for the great movies. You will live on
eternally as The Joker.

I think I might have anger management problems, but I’m not sure. The only time
I can’t control my anger is when I’m with family. I fly off the handle and yell
and scream and cuss for no good reason. But I don’t get violent. The only one I
want to hurt is myself. After the screaming and the cussing, all I want to do
is physically hurt myself and wish I was dead/could kill myself. I don’t know
what that means, except maybe a deep rooted guilt or hatred for myself.