Life is.... strange

I've begun to notice that the world works in very mysterious ways.  Like I've shared several times in class what I want to do as a career is become a chorus teacher my family happens to have a different view. they want me to become a scientist. Why a scientist? i have absolutely no idea but their hearts are set on it.  I lik the sciences but not enough to spend the rest of my life with them. I love music so much and it's gotten to the point where I've been pushed to tears by the screaming my father and I have done, I'm surprised Caitlin hasn't heard it from down the block. I love my father very very much but its really difficult to remain calm when your dreams are being shattered like sugar glass in a Michael Bay film. he says that he doesnt want me to get out of college and not be able to find a job and i understand that... but isnt that something i should face on my own. One of the parts of the STAC code is Bold Optimism... how can someone have bold optimism without risks?