THE SCARIEST SUNDAY ever...at least for now

It is Sunday. But this is not just any Sunday. This is the SUNDAY before the "MONDAY" in which I start my rotation (research for a brief time in a lab so that one can figure out if they like the lab or not). Why is this a big deal? The truth is that I don't know except that I have never in my life been this scared. Let me explain the level of fear here. There was one time my mom caught me making out with my high school boy-friend in a parking lot. I think I am just as scared of tomorrow as I was of my strict catholic latin mother that day. I hope the strict cathoic latin mother explains why I was so scared (MY life was definitely in DANGER).
The guy that I am supposed to work with, Rick, he is a graduate student too. He past his Qualifying exam last year around this time. He already looks like a Ph.D professor. He has this mustache beard thing going on, and seems to be for the majority of time very serious. Anyways I am not going to write his biography here. The point is that when I went to meet with him about the project I was going to work on he was so brief, cold, disconnected like if he'd never been scared himself. Like if he'd never been a first year graduate student in his life, like if he were a Harvard professor. Even if Harvard would have accepted me I would not have gone cause then I would have found many professors acting like how Rick acted THAT day!
First reason why I am scared: I don't know SHIT! Second reason why I am scared: Rick did not act friendly, no comfort what so ever! Third reason why I am scared: I once worked with a French raging pscyhopath post doc on a research project and I am completely traumatized! She would scream at me at the top of her lungs for mistakes. (It took me 3 months to figure out how to do an ELISA because my brain would reverse into a 1 year old after her screaming.) I am so traumatized from that experience that I have decided to never work in France.
Anyways I am just scared that Rick is not going to understand that I do not know anything and that unfortunately it is his job to teach me EVERYTHING.....
Wish me luck you guys.
I wish I could be possesssed by a dead brilliant scientist, just to get me thru tomorrow.