Day One - The Gospel According to Bubbles

4:50AM -

Alarm goes off. The sounds of Freshman Fifteen's "Chariot" ring in my ear. What a promising start to the weekend.

After hurriedly throwing half my belonging into a cardboard box, I scuttle down the stairs toward my car to meet the artist formerly known as Lennie. As I get out the door into the freezing cold, my box falls apart leaving a pile of snack foods, winter clothing, and other road trip "necessities" on the cold, salty, ground.

That was descriptive. And boring. On to the excitement.

5:50AM -

We meet at MAB (we were supposed to be there at 5:30) and finish packing up the cars. At this point that we realize we are missing some very precious cargo... namely, Rocktapus and Tornado.

WTF!?!?

Real Nice.

After about 45 minutes of attempting to scale apartment buildings and throwing snowballs, newspapers, and sticks at Rocktapus' window, we somehow managed to locate and rouse the sleeping beauties. Maybe next time we'll get to bed at a reasonable hour?

7:00 -

The last F15 car leaves NU.

According to Google Maps, Miami University is 5 hours and 8 minutes away from NU. Our show with the Misfitz starts at 1:00. Hmmm.

We would totally have made it...had it not been for a slightly un-planned-for change in times zones, a general poor sense of direction, and Snapz mistaking a huge ditch for a safe driving surface.

Anyway... after all that, we DID make it, just in time to be fashionably late for our own concert. The Misfitz (who I had the luck to talk with as we waited for the stragglers) really rocked the house. They sang the best arrangements I've ever heard. And are HOT. But in like a really respectable and lady-like way. Moving on.

We then spent the next few hours getting food and drank in preparation for an evening of Miami a cappella...The F15ers quickly took to the Misfitz and filled the time with all sorts of wonderful G-rated bonding. Ah but the night was young...wink wink...

"Suck it!"

"Suck what?"

"Whatever you want..."

I can tell the girls are just my "type"... but DON'T get your hopes up.

The show was really quite good... Some of the highlights included me falling off of the stairs, calling groups by the wrong name (Cheesits?), and of course...sitting with Meredith who, by the way, is pretty much a professional at dancing to a cappella Christmas music. She also provided us with key information that led us to our phone chargers and a warm bed that night. You rock.

(reaction to a note played by the Cheese-faces pitch pipe operator)
"MMM thats a good note!"

"I LOVE Music!"

I'm great with words. I should be a music critic right?

The rest of the night was spent in the true Miami fashion...lots and lots of studying. After all, it IS their finals week. The shenanigans ended with the rescue of Woody from the bowels of the library at around 3:00AM.

ILU,
Bubbles

PS. Thanks again to the ladies of the Misfitz. We all had an incredible time at Miami and could NOT have done it without you. Y'all are the friendliest, prettiest, and most talented group I've ever met. I wish you luck in all your future a cappella endeavors and hope to see you all soon; until then, keep in touch!