I am twenty-five, a masters graduate and a working scientist at a lab doing experiments, but can you guess the mental challenges I face every day don’t impress my parents. They still hope I will go to law school, because I have a big mouth on me. I really have a big mouth on me and a sharp tongue, but law is not my thing. I don’t like the people and I get too emotional. It will probably get me sick. However, periodically I hear I would’ve done in law and politics, because of my looks and my ability to negotiate and talk myself out of hard situations. Twenty-five is an age when you expect your parents to stop telling you what you have to be, but I guess in their eyes I am still fifteen, at best!