Mr. Bill needs to learn how to drive. Seriously. This is the fourth year he's driven for us, and he hasn't improved one bit.
Also, my Astronomy class has taken a swift nosedive from the best class of the year to the worst. Everything was fine and dandy while our teacher was there, but since the third class, all we've had is substitutes. BAD substitutes. The old lady from last year's Chemistry taught for us first, and I still think she should retire because her voice doesn't carry at all and makes you want to SLEEP.
But at least she knows what she's talking about- the substitute for the past two classes doesn't know the material any better than the rest of us, and all he does is read the power points word for word then leave us to do whatever. And since the stuff we're doing right now involves calculating light years and junk, it's not helping one bit.
It's so ironic- our teacher kept emphasizing how we're going to have a different learning experience ("My goal is to take you out of the classroom and into the stars!"), then everything after that completely nullifies what he's said. God, I hope he's back tomorrow.