press or bless

I think writing is my favoirite class here at the University, because we are given a chance to express our own thoughts, to create the topics for discussion that are important for us and speak openly without being judged or misunderstood. But that is not the only value of this class. We also learn how to teach others to rack their brains in seek of new ideas, how to compose their ideas logically. Moreover, we are given the chance to evaluete the works of our groupmates, check the mistakes and share our points of view, which can be opposite, without offence from their side. I think that this classes have made us close to each other, because they give a good opportunity to know other's opinions, attitudes towards different problems.
At the very first class I was confused about the topic and actualy that confusion had a long-lasting character. I didn't know what I needed to write about and what was expected from me.

masks we wear in our life

This is a well-known fact that every person usually behaves differently in different situations or spheres of life. It is more obviously noticed when we communicate with someone at work, and then within his or her family. Usually at work we try to demonstrate others our willpower, confidence, awareness and self-sufficiency. We do it because we want to prove our knowledge, to create special desired people's attitude about us and look more serious and cleverer. But when we come home after work and start cooking for our family, clean the flat, play with children or help them to do the homework we behave differently, we change our manner of speaking, our attitude and probably traits of character. We do it because in the family we don't have to prove every moment that we are clever and confident, we don't have to be strict and hide our emotions. In the family, at home we can afford ourselves to be actually ourselves.
Unfortunately, people have created the rules of behavior, appropriate for every moment of our life, themselves. And that is exactly that set of rules that makes us wear the masks. For example, we should be polite with elder people,with those who have higher position at work, with teachers, with parents, sympathize with people's troubles, be happy during birthdays and weddings and so on and so forth.
Although it is very difficult to be ourselves and it is hard to get to know the soul of the other person, to understand and to open yourself, somehow we have got used to live with it, to change one masks to the more appropriate one and I think that this "game" helps us in many cases to hide something which is so dear for us, to hide ourselves.

living separate from parents

I have always dreamt about living along, without my parents leaving myself to my own devices. And I have never thought that in reality it is so difficult. I have never imagined that my mother does every day so many things without any help and still at the end of the day she is in the good mood ready to help us with our study or just talk to us.
Anyway, when you leave your home where everything is so dear, so habitual and aveilable every moment, you really start to appreciate the parential care. At my age my mother already had me and she was married, moreover she moved from Chelyabinsk - her native town - to Kaliningrad and lived with my father's parents, where she did all the houhold chores. And I'm astonished how she coped with all this things.
I accept leaving your parents' house like the next step of our growing up and it is so difficult to do it inwardly.