Yesterday, Chem was good. I was dreading what the second experiment would be and was glad that the only glass things I had to manage were a beaker and a thermometer. xp I'm glad I'm a geek. George and I would make a really good team. George is good at all of the practical stuff and I'm good at calculations once I understand how. It was a miracle that I managed to teach myself about Hess's law just in time (I gave it half an hour just after midnight because I'd been putting it off with some rp writing. lol) and I found that it is sooo much easier than my teacher made it look. I missed the lessons she showed us what it was about with. From there on I lost my rhythm.
Well I went to Georges' place and watched DVDs then headed to the auction to meet my parents. They bought a lot! Then... well, I didn't know exactly what I was doing but I heard Dad wanted something and he wasn't allowed it. I bid on it and I ... well, I didn't expect that my first bid ever would buy something! Hah! For a fiver I got it! The auction guy asked what number I was and I said out "221" and then a "what?!" came from the crowd as Dad realised I'd just used their number to bid on something and I gave mum and Dad the money. Hah.
Anyway, despite all I'm happy (just thinking of yesterday)...
This morning I went out working with mum and dad on the plot and then the othe kids joined in so when what I was helping with was done I headed back in because I hate being in peoples' way. Mum took bears for everyone but me. That's normal. She thinks, probably, that I get alcohol from somewhere anyway. But, I don't get it really. I work as hard a the others all the time and this morning I worked as hard- even though I went in. I was the first to get there and I didn't waste most of my time with 'awww, my back, my back...' like ZZ and MrT. It really annoys me but I guess that's where I lose, sin't it? I don't make everything seem like a tremendous effort so people don't think it's such an effort for me. sad I don't like working with my family because I don't even get put down on the credits. It's just the whole British army thing my dad talked about at some point. "Welsh defeated, british victorious". 'Bethan decided to stay inside while we worked' or 'All of the kids helped'. It really sucks for me. "The three of them", "Lazy Bethan", etc...
I like it when they're not around. I mean, there are sooo many times when I've been the one to get them out there and still it's always "Tali's the man" or "Branwen's really hard working". I'm kinda the anonymous one. I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! It really sucks! Getting crdit really never bothered me before. Why does it matter now? I can only remember it mattering once, a long time ago when I was fifteen and I saw the fact that Branwen and Tali who'd scorned me because I wanted to surprise Mum. I went out and floored the bed with paper waste, bark, and carboard (the stuff mum usually uses to do it) then started shovelling earth on top of it. About an hour later Branwen and Tali turn up and start doing it as well. About half an hour later we all finish. Mum thought it was Tali who got us up there. Mum probably thought Tali did the work and we passed him things- like a surgeon. I hated it! It was really painful for me. But then I was glad we'd achieved something. We'd gone out there wen it was starting to get dark, when it was windy, there was rainy showers that were lowering the spirit and apparently we managed to move two tonnes of earth.
THEY watched Tv for the first half of the work!
I think that's about when I stopped working with the others and then I got an extra brand- from lazy to REALLY lazy. I hate woring with them because they take all the damn credit and then today I didn't mind but I do when it's time to pass around the earnings.
 breuddwyd · Sat Apr 18, 2009 @ 05:14pm · 0 Comments |
