You know why?

(This will probably be another short one...)

Okay, I'm just a little stuck.

I have an essay that'd due on Friday for history. I haven't done a thing with it yet, and I'm afraid I may have to cram it in tomorrow night.
Now, why's that?
I have a stupid stupid STUPID English assignment which is driving me absolutely batshit.
I have to read this essay about Charles Dickens, which is just so very confusing all by itself because whoever wrote it really went all out with wording it. As I read it (which is impossible .__.) I'm supposed to jot down some seven strategy stuff, like visualization and infer and that crap.
So far, I have three questions. And, I gave up after that ._.;; Because it's so confusing.

My friend Will, who's in my English class, said I was lucky that I was absent yesterday, when the seven strategy thing was due. He said Mr. Kaspareen, our teacher who I doubt has any clue what he's doing, threw a fit at the class because he said that "they didn't do it right" or something ridiculous.
By the way Will told it to me, this is how it went for him (in his situation):

Will: *handing paper to evil teacher guy* I didn't understand the visualization, so I didn't do so much with those (we had to do more than one of each)
Evil teacher guy, aka Mr. Kaspareen: That's really unacceptable Will.

Will told me that the next time Mr. Kaspareen said that to him, he'd tell him that he had to teach him that stuff, that's what the teacher's for.
And I agree. The guy's supposed to help us with this junk, not claim that we're doing it wrong. He "taught" us all of those strategies in what, 10 minutes?
God, the guy's so full of shit.

So, I really really don't want to go to English tomorrow (by the way, I didn't have it today since it rotated out of my schedule).
Actually, I just thought of this.
Why in the deepest darkest pits of hell is a NEW teacher FRESH OUT OF COLLEGE teaching HONORS English?
What the frick? Shouldn't we have a teacher who, oh, I don't know, is MORE EXPERIENCED?
>__>;;; Dumbass school.

I think that accidentally turned into a rant. Oops.

So, that's why I'm stuck. I think I'm just going to have a bit of a late night. Whatever. I'm not going to waste my time with this evil teacher and have to cram my entire history essay in tomorrow night because of him.
Although, my actions do differ from my words quite a bit...

-Abby out.