The Cost of Dreams Have you ever cried two years for 500 pesos? If I would answer that question, I would say yes. Here is my 500 pesos story, but before anything else let us first define dreams. I describe dreams as the things that makes you alive, that makes your blood pump with an unusual measure, the things that you vision for the future. These are the things that interest you a lot, your energizer, your path light. Everytime I see stars, I can't stop looking at them without imagining myself assisting passengers inside a luxurious plane, wearing a sexy uniform with a pair of 3 inches hills. Leading people to their families, guiding them to their dreamed country to reside. All of a sudden my dreams just explode when an accounting staff told me to pay 500 pesos for the enrollment registration application. I have passed my scholarship examination for that particular school and to my dreamed course but that 500 pesos processing fee just devastate the whole thing. As I ride in the jeepney , I can't forget the annoying smile of that accounting staff as I give my last penny coin. I can't just go home without my dreams, that's how it goes behind my mind , hoping that he will be considerate enough for my situation. But I am wrong, I didn't get any encouraging response. Here's the good thing , I learned a lot from that discouraging situation. It taught me to strive harder, pursue my dreams more. It taught me to be patient , to trust God above all else. Just like how I remind myself, God's plans for me is so much better than my wildest dream. Recently, I am taking Bachelor of Science Accountancy and information system. No one knows how the story of outlives goes, but no matter what the way we walk through, there will be always the end point of our dreams. There's always expensive cost of sacrifices and heartache but I would assure you, it's all worth it.