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While my French courses were taking place on Saturday, my teacher started to talk about homosexual people out of blue and how they are dressed. The way she was talking about it was, in my point of view, very offensive. She said something like "They can live here, but they have to dress differently coz they don't look like a real men!". This kind of confessions always get on my nerve, because why on earth can't they wear what they want?! It is their own business how they want themselves to look and no one else can be bothered because of this. In the end, I thought that maybe a real man has to smell badly, have messy hair, and wear some dirty potato bag? I will never understand this kind of mindset.

Today, while doing some school work, I heard my dog walking towards me. As always, I smiled to him kindly and asked him to get into my bed. Then, I started to think about him more while scratching his back. I thought about how much positivity and confidence he gave me through all those years being here with me and my parents. How much we are different from each other, and I am not talking about the obvious difference, that he is a dog and I am a human. Still we share an unconditional love to each other, not seeing all those "borders" that other people might see having an animal. My conclusion from this situation is, that it is easier to love animal than a human by landslide, because animal will always love us as who we are, but on the other hand, a person that we love might try to change us, not only in a good way.

Recently, I've been thinking a lot about my future. But not in case of my job or my economical status. I was thinking of who I was, who I am now, and who I might become in future. I was thinking mostly about how much progress I made through all these years, until now. That also made me think of how much people have changed me, how their opinion about me, even the way they looked at me, changed how I see myself as a individual person and as a part of community. What I concluded from all those thoughts is, that no matter how much we try to be our true selves from the start, we will always change along with the passing time.