I’m 18 years old and I cried within the first 10 minutes of “Princess and the Frog” (and I haven’t cried for years) not because I’m a wuss, but because that little girl Tiana wished on a star for all her hopes and dreams to come true. It reminded me so much of myself, living in a difficult place, working long hours at school and at the hospital where I volunteer to fulfill my dreams and my parent’s hopes for my future, and how I still wish on stars that someday I’ll graduate college and grad school too. So that I won’t lose sight on what’s important to me, ever. I hope never to lose that faith that dreams do really come true and even though reality is cold to us dreamers that we can still persevere. I don’t want to lose that pure innocence that people hope to stars about a future so bright they can think nothing but of it everyday. So I strive by studying and and staying in every class until it’s officially over because I know that even though wishing on stars gives me bitter-sweet hope, that I have to do all the work in the end. I’ve been doing great in my first few months in a University after high school, but let me just continue wishing upon the heavens that by some small chance my dreams of becoming a orthodontist and having a house big enough to let my parents live with me when I grow up truly come true. It may sound childish to look up into the heavens and still ask the brightest star I see to fulfill such dreams but it does give me a sliver of hope, I will keep on dreaming this same wish that I’ve been wishing since I was 8, until this real-life fairytale wish of mine comes true.