While the world slept...

...I was awake for Swim Practice at 6 a.m.

Needless to say, getting up at 5:30, with only 4 or 5 hours asleep is pretty hellish.

However,

I do feel slightly accomplished this morning.

I'm getting in better shape, which is always nice.

While I have an hour break between practice and my first class,
I might take a shower, run back up to the caf and get some breakfast,
and mentally prep myself for the day.

I feel, however, a bit disconnected from the other guys in my suite.

A bit hesitant to blog about this,
but I'm fairly certain they won't be reading anytime soon.
And that's what bothers me a little bit.
They don't really care.
I mean, I try to talk to them,
and be friends with them.
Honestly, I do.
But most of the time, I'm ignored.
They have their own group of friends, and I get that.
I'm not trying to become all
"let's be best friends and hold hands and talk about our feelings,"
But to feel like I'm comfortable in my own living space would be nice.
You know?

Any suggestions?

I tried suggesting we all go out to dinner,
or have a movie night.
Those suggestions were kind of shrugged off.


Of course when I need sleep the most,
we have company over.
And I had to be the jerk to make them be quiet.
Twice.
I hated that, I really did.

I just... I don't know...
Still having a little difficulty adjusting this semester.