Confessions of a PT's GF: The contrast in routines became unbearable

I thought being roommates would be fun. That's what I thought. Before classes started, I was excited to play house with my friends in one building. The boys' room is literally 10 steps away. The opening week was definitely entertaining. I was never alone. I find myself in constant company of familiar faces, and it was refreshing. 

But days became weeks and I started to realize spending unending time with them would make me hate spending time with them. They boys' unproductive attitude started to annoy me. The contrast in routines became unbearable. And I despise being judged. 

I have my own pacing. No matter what, I get stuff done at my own time. But I needed to sleep. If I sleep at 1am, I'd wake up at 7am. I have enough time of the day to do stuff. But they sleep around 4am and wake up at 11am. Come to think of it, they sleep more time than me. And it's basically the same thing. I cannot judge them for this unhealthy routine, but lately I find that trying to save electricity and having different sleep schedule sucks. I cannot sleep without the air-conditioner on. But because she's saving shit she turns it on around 3am, by the time she goes to bed herself. This is too unfair. I have to endure the heat while trying to fall asleep but she makes it easier for herself when she sleeps at dawn. 

I never once judged this unhealthy lifestyle, so the next time she judges my lifestyle, I would sue.

And then there's the cleanliness issue. I like it clean too, yes. But her version of cleanliness is too extreme. It's so intense it pains my brain. And don't worry, I won't touch any of your stuff from now on. I hate living with you and your vape.