Wednesday, April 29, 2009

High school reunion weekend

Fellow New Yorkers,


For those of you who aren't already aware of the private school scene in New York, or whom aren't private school alumni, let me edge you in on a little secret-the schools that seem to do best and whom have the most power simultaneously often have the most money.  What a shocker, eh? (Please excuse my NY sarcasm ;) In light of their obsession with money, they have an obsession with alumni support, and thus plan 5 year reunions, which is unheard of to most people.  However, one must congratulate these schools whom are required to raise their own money as opposed to public schools that rely on the government for money and the taxes the community pays (however, hopefully, public school education will be reformed in the near future ;). I recently had my high school reunion this past weekend and what a whirlwind into the past that was. Not only did I see old classmates, but I got to chat with teachers, school heads, board members, etc, and the thing that jarred me the most about this experience is how separate the big world is from your high school experience. People often seem to love high school or hate it, but the important part is that we all move on from that place in time, and whether you loved it or hated it, you still have to adjust to a new environment; you have to be able to survive and excel in different environments.  I thought this would be easy for me, and I headed off to college without a thought, but once I got there it proved to be more difficult than I had imaged. The lesson is, wherever you are in life-middle school, high school, college, and every step of the way after that, whether you hate it or love it, it doesn't last forever, but getting through it is what matters and being able to move on successfully proves ultimate success in the end.  When you're thinking in the moment, it often feels like only a select few things matter (grades, friends, boys, etc), and even though you have to take the punches and learn from your mistakes, in the end, it's really the journey you take that matters.  The only way you can learn certain things is with experience.  That's the gift of human nature that animals don't have to the same degree, to understand the greater idea of the "experience." No wonder why the term experience has become an embedded part of any successful democracy.  Experience often does prove more than anything else, it's real life work and it's, well, real. It's not based in rhetoric or a fancy degree, it's truth, and like the old adage, the truth will set you free. So take your life for the experience, do the best you can, but move on from what doesn't work, do what does work, stay away from those people who seem "off" and listen to your instincts, because they know what's best for you.


In order to know it all, you've got to know me!

-The Know it all New Yorker-

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Sunglasses take care of business

To all the New York Know It All's,


Some people just get it. New Yorkers on the "in" know that the best part about having a pair of sunglasses is not just so you can keep the sun out, but also so you can keep the people out whenever you're just not up to chit chatting with an acquaintance while you're on your way to Starbucks and you have a deadline to meet by the end of the day. I don't even bother going out anymore before 7 PM without my sunglasses. After all they serve multiple purposes; if I'm wearing sweats, a pair of sunglasses can spice up my look a little bit. It also detracts from whatever I'm wearing, so that people will notice my glasses more than my 3 1/2 year old pink sweat suit that I love more than anything, but isn't always appropriate for the "outdoors." Although Manhattan is a big place, it's surprising how often you run into people you know-people who often run in the same circle, live in the same neighborhood, work in the same profession, etc, seem to run into each other every once in a while. Glasses can come in handy for those moments when you're stressed out, not in a very good mood, or just need time to be alone. In a city where you're always around people-on the street, at work, even at home, and with the internet making privacy seem more and more difficult to keep with each new hot internet site sensation, isn't a pair of black sunglasses for ever New Yorker almost a necessity? While it might seem obnoxious or mean to ignore someone through the use of an inanimate object, it is also necessary for moments when you just can't talk with anyone, or you just need a break from the constant outside world-which is now "constant" in that you have access to everyone and anything online. So the next time you go for a walk in the park by yourself on a warm spring Saturday, take your pink suit suit, your music, and of course, your trusty sun glasses, and enjoy your time to relax, unwanted interruption free ;)


xoxo,


-The Know It All New Yorker-