And So It Begins...

First day of classes are always scary for me. Something that lame about getting older is that as soon as everybody has to declare their major, you start having class with the same group of people again and again. Sadly I do not care for most folks in my major. Today was fine though. I had one class, beginning at the manageable time of 1:15, with the inimitable J Ron Spencer in a new Seabury classroom, and I did end up having a friend in the class.
Afterwards I attempted to figure out the debacle of getting an internship with very minor results. That was/remains stressful as contracts are due on the 5th. If I had to put money on it, I'd say the entire endeavor is going to fall through as it has for the past two semesters. The main reason that would suck is that I would have to join another class, late. Otherwise I can always do one next semester.
Now onto the topic you're likely to care about: the first day of practice. I was so nervous thatI had a stomachache all day which is atypical for me.... I even got sweaty. But I passed two standards and did at least survive the erg test. So, on the water I go. On the whole I'd say we did pretty well. The freshman recruits were cute and there were a very satisfying number of walkons present.
That's about it so I am going to watch Greek... ta ta.