Heath

Heather: "I think it's time for you to update your blog." Very well, Heather Bitter, I will blog about YOU.

But this is the hard part... I have no idea how to describe Heather. Basically, here in Madison #12, we all love each other and have lots of fun and laugh a lot... mostly at the things Heather says. Two classics:

“Can we all just calm down like 2 inches??”
“I felt so… homozygous looking at her lips.”
(It's okay we don't understand either.) 

Sometimes we stay up into the wee hours of the morning wrestling, eating, throwing food, trying to get up and brush our teeth but not quite making it. Sometimes we try to carry each other to bed and then end up laughing on the floor. Sometimes we extract each other's "true laughs" and it's funny EVERY TIME. Except for Sara whose fake laugh is super boring and lame and silent. 

Sometimes... not like every Sunday... we sit around planning our weddings... or rather, Heather plans my wedding, which I think is a normal 19-year-old girl thing to do. 

Heather bakes delicious things and loves to share them with us... and others... boys, usually.

Heather is a good driver. As long as you're not a pedestrian. 

Heather and I will be attending Institute together this semester. 

Heather is going to become my tennis buddy and under her tutelage, I will become a master tennista. 

Heather lets me call her "Heath."

Did I mention she's very nimble and coordinated? Because she can't even get on her bed without stepping on her desk. But neither can I so it's okay. 

Heather sat next to me and watched over my shoulder while I wrote most of this.

We all love Heather and we are so glad she is our roommate! Hooray!

By the way Sara, Kelsey, Elise, and Trina, I love you all too.