Going forward.

 Now, given what was mentioned in Trashy Rainy Party Day 3; the whole great thing of college in which a person was experienced was a complete and utter destruction of safe space. The place were you call home and don't have to worry about fucking nonsense or you can think, "gee that girl likes me, I should ask her out". No, the room was just the center of destruction of everything of peace, sanity, social life continued, romantic life and just everything from outside spilling in and it was all because of the poorly raised, greatly disrespectful-womanizing( I note this was more than womanizing) and desperately cunning roommate of mine. The dude never knew what was good for him and that is why the fellow does not have a degree of any sort to show how productive college actually is in changing and motivating people to succeed; it does nothing of the sort. 

I will say that a person hated there early college experience hence why they left. In the future; more things will appear as the story continues and will continue to an even greater degree in times to come. Oft, we are getting to the real start of this story. I will be remaking the previous parts of the story because I believe in self improvement if not only using this as an opportunity for elaboration.