I never thought i'd be this type of person
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I've finally returned to school and I honestly couldn't be happier about it. I'm finally studying the subjects that I want to study. Although my Drama class is pretty corny

I'm super happy with Art, we've already started GCSE coursework. Today we had to take in objects to photograph, I brought in two collector bears and some biscuits. I ended up shooting like a tea party scene which was really cute, miss let me use some china teacups and a saucer too.
Anyways, today I came home and my Dad noticed that one of my school shoes had the top bit hanging off and he had a go at me. It isn't there on purpose, they just don't fit me and my feet have stretched out the sides in order to fit. He started saying how i'm just like my mum and I did it for attention but I actually felt this surge of anger like I wanted to yell back at him. I ended up saying that it's not my fault they don't fit me. I've never been the type of person to want to stand up to their parents, I normally look down on people that do that but I think it's just because i'm finally starting the final two school years of my life and my dad does not care. He hasn't asked me how my day's been, or how i'm feeling. The only thing that he's bothered about is my school shoes.