I am currently living on a different floor in a single room until I move out in January.
The girls I share the suite with seem nice, I've only met two so far and they're pretty cool so far.

Anyway so I moved out of my room this evening, simply because I could not live in that suite a day-hour-MINUTE longer.
After class my (bad) room mate stopped me to tell me basically that I am a terrible person for telling Res life about her relationship with the RA (I was mostly concerned because he was revealing confidential information to her, which is sorry, a pretty big deal), and proceeded to tell me how much she HATED me and that she couldn't wait for me to move out.
At first I brushed it off and I was fine, but then I remembered that I was still living with her. Then I started to cry. That turned into sobbing and then escalated into a severe panic attack. tried desperately to calm me down. I couldn't stop hyperventilating, it was really scary. I was afraid that she or the RA would try to get back at me and I feared for my safety.
And rationally speaking, she probably won't physically attack me or my property, but my anxieties aren't exactly rational. I can't stand to look at her, it makes me upset.
Res life told me that they're going to talk to her about her behavior. I kind of don't want them too, I just never want to have any kind of interaction, whether it be direct or indirect, with her again.

If this were high school it'd be no big deal, but tension like this just isn't the same as the shit that went down in high school. I have to LIVE with them. I can't do that.

My suggestion to everyone, don't ever live with a "party girl"

EDIT: According to who is still on their floor, they are making fun of me for moving out. aha. Ahahaha. AHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA.
Well good luck to them I guess.