so i went to timothy eaton business and technical institute (basically … school for those who can’t make it to collegiate level) for that leadership conference thing
it was a dud
turns out the real conference was yesterday (as there was a principal’s meeting at t.eaton today …) — they rescheduled at the last moment or something, AND no one showed up yesterday either (except the five leader ambassadors from t.eaton … duh)

so there we were sitting in that school … i know this sounds conceited and … mean (and it is), but you could actually feel the not-so-bright-ness radiating from the school
and we were talking to a healthcare teacher, she had a pipe-cleaner flower pinned to her jacket (the type kindergarten students make and feel proud about)
ella, from our group, says “oh, that’s a pretty flower!”
and the teacher said “yeah, one of my students made it for me just this morning”
i burst out laughing, tried to restrain myself but i couldn’t
and i started trying to pretend i was choking
but i was doing a crappy job
ella tried to cover up “are you okay?”
didn’t work, that teacher gave me dirty looks
i can often restrain my laughter but the past few days i feel … giddy
(monday in bio class, i couldn’t read a simple paragraph and had to turn it over to annie, my partner, because i just kept laughing throughout)

then we helped her out with … math … compound interest, mind you (grade eleven math)

as soon as we heard that our cab was there, we all stood up and were like “let’s get the heck out of here!”

what a great way to waste the really late start
i could’ve slept in or done homework instead of buggering around a b.t.i.

bah