Living with women is the most difficult thing one can do. I honestly don't know how you guys deal with it. Tonight and last night world war three happened in our dormroom suite. I got to be switzerland because it didn't pertain to me. So I got to mediate. Friendships were saved and a solution was achieved. The valuable lesson learned. BEST FRIENDS SHOULDN'T LIVE TOGETHER IN THE SAME ROOM. I'm thinking I am missing my calling or something. I had a friend come up and say that Deep down I really care about people and I'm not this bad ass bitch that I act like sometime. It's been an interesting night summed up in Anger, crying, more crying, laughing, crying and sleep.