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Monthly Archives: October 2011
My name is Tegan. I’m from Liberty Center, one of the smallest towns in Ohio. The population hovers around 1,000 people. We have a water tower, a few gas stations, and a newly built library. The town recently built a Subway restaurant into one of the gas stations. Sadly, it was one of the most eventful things to happen in our little town. Liberty Center isn’t the most exciting of places, but growing up there helped me become the person I am today. Though I have many great memories, I still realized the small town lifestyle isn’t one for me.
At the age of eight, I decided that I was going to move to the city that never sleeps. An aspiring young eight year old? maybe. But, honestly, I think that I just watched too muchJames and the Giant Peach. Either way, that dream lived on. I’ve finally made it. Though my eight year old dreams of becoming a paleontologist (yes, the nerdieness began young) curbed into an investment banker, I still think my eight year old self was on the right track. So, here I am living in New York City studying finance at Baruch.
Entering college has been something I’ve looked forward to my entire high school career, if not sooner. An event that occurred two months prior put a damper on that excitement. I was T-boned by a pick-up truck going 65mph, life flighted to The Toledo Hospital, and sent into surgery. I came out with 40 stitches in my face, nerve damage, and a few bruises. I was conscious through the entire accident. From the moment the accident happened people were constantly telling me how lucky I was. I’m greatful I came out of it all as well as I did but I can’t help but feel as though luck isn’t the right choice of words. It has been difficult adapting to, and honestly I don’t think I ever will, but it has made me stronger as a person. Though life hasn’t always been the easiest to endure, all of the hardships that I’ve been faced with have shaped the person I am today, and for that I am grateful.