Problems, get back!

No, 'cause it seems i'm never fed up of them!
School's began and all i'm getting is troubles. I thought this time was different since i strated my year keep thinking "Just one more year and then the pain will be over". Of course i had to to face the difficulties school would have reserved me, before.
The maths teacher changed and i though she would have been better: she surely knows a lot (unlike the previous one) but she the first test she gave us was really difficoul and lots of my classmates and me got a bad mark. Anyway, she said she will help us improve with the subject by taking some extra classes in the afternoon, starting from tomorrow. Two extra hours per week, for a total of 4 lessons, before a new test, made to recover the bad marks. I admit she has been really kind in giving us another chance, but my first mark will not be deleted. What annoys me is that i had done lots of exercises and all the homework she has been giving, and i knew the topic quite well, but i failed for some fucking stupid mistakes (my fault of course).
Hence, if this wasn't bad enough, i came back quarreling with my parents about my future choices. Topic of these months: university! Yeah, because i realised i had totally misunderstood my parents will. I though they were ok with my choice of taking animation, not enthusiastic, but at least fine. Guess what? I was wrong! My father directly expressed his disappointment and added he wanted me to study something serious like Economy and Business. WTF?  Explaning him that i chose something i really enjoy doing, and that i'll give everything to graduate, has been totally useless. Although he did not forbid me trying to apply for it, he was not afraid to shout i was stupid because i have excluded lots of possibility and future carreers, due to what he though was a whim. He told me that he just didn't want to deal with a future failment, that theese would have now been my own business (and in fact they are).
If i'm stupid, what do you think he is? We have spend our holiday in London hanging around all the possible art university in the south England, wasting days in talking with teachers, rectors and secretaries, instead of enjoying the city. After all he has done for me, i though he was backing me up somehow....in the end i found he was kinda pretending.
But, after all, in all this mess, i have an allay: fortunately my new boyfriend is helping me a lot, supporting me when necessary (and even more!) and encouraging me, since he agree my choice won't disappoint me.
It's seems that, finally, i've found my kindred spirit, someone who gets me and who shares with me lots of intersts and passions. Oh, he's very good at drawing too! If you have time, check him on DeviantArt, he's Sovio9. Thank you honey!