Well, we took the four out, and that means I had to row with the sucky notched oars that give me nasty blisters. But, at least the four is good. We started out with 2 novices as the bow pair, and the set was awful, but when we took them out and were rowing as the v4, we were M-azing. And I got sweettarts thrown as I was rowing... that was interesting. Mmm. Yay for sugary rewards. Anywaysies... we had a perfect unassisted landing. Woot. But when I got on the stupid dock, my super duper amazing stripy knee socks caught on a splinter of wood and ripped, and I got a ginormous splinter in my foot. OH NO! Oh well, I guess I can make arm warmers out of them now without feeling bad for ruining my favoritest sockies. I shall have to find new stripedy knee highs, though, for going without them is unacceptable.
- Location:Knoxville
- Mood:
distressed - Music:"Breaking Free" from High School Musical
