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WeiyunismIRAC your world 11/6/2009 Dear God We Made It!那些曾经看来是梦想的东西，或许，或许总有一天会降临在我们手中。 我还记得5年前信誓旦旦地对面试官说要做一个手持中美两国律师执照的律师时候的幼稚。 虽然已经不是律师，或许以后也不会再是。可是—— 祝贺所有通过NY BAR的同学们！让我们好好地为自己庆祝一次！ 11-08更新-囧囧大名单：收到Law Review主编大人来信，祝贺我考试通过。严重怀疑她是否是在网站公布的大名单上把所有编辑部毕业老员工都搜索了一遍。。。 （Anyway, I will miss you, my bluebook & law review~）
11/3/2009 钢琴家banker昨天在公司的一个集会上见到了他。满地站着穿黑压压西服的banker。他站在一堆大人物中间，不苟言笑的样子。那站姿和鼓掌的手势都散发出一种特殊的小宇宙，把他和身边那个笑容和蔼的banker区分得明显——那大概是种来源自欧洲的古典音乐的分子结构。5岁学琴，肖邦的徒孙。如果我硬要从他的气质中解读出一丝和自身气味相投的信息，大概是太牵强了。
可惜这个圈子是大的和大的玩，小的和小的玩。到最后也没能搭上讪，更没能实现蹭到免费门票的可能性。
白天，伍兹·布克曼(Urs Buchmann)是瑞士信贷银行常务董事、公司业务部中国区总代表、一个银行家；晚上，回到家的布克曼在寂静的夜里开始弹奏钢琴，变成一个钢琴家。“音乐能给我带来力量”，一天紧张的金融工作结束之后，弹奏一曲，“这是平衡自己的好方法，比威士忌要有效果多了”。
布克曼不但自己弹，还经常被乐团特邀去一起演出，2005年初他在广州星海音乐厅，就和杨扬指挥的广州交响乐团一起演奏过麦特纳第一钢琴协奏曲，“是这首乐曲在亚洲的首次演出，”当时在广州引起轰动。余隆、汤沐海等著名指挥家也都与他合作过，“作为一位‘业余’钢琴家，我已经感到很荣幸，很满足了”。而银行家的工作，又让他有机会去推广他喜爱的古典音乐，“我们银行赞助了很多古典音乐的项目”。在中国，他支持北京国际音乐节已经有9年了，其间将不少他喜爱的当代东欧作品介绍到了中国。在他看来，音乐和银行并非属于格格不入的两个世界，“音乐是最抽象的东西，银行也是很抽象的东西，这两个东西放到一起，很合适”。 10/27/2009 盒饭盒饭！买了饭盒以后终于可以动手制作爱心便当了！终于过上了有自制便当吃的日子。哈哈~
做完饭还看了一点芒果台的《传闻中的七公主》，为什么男配角那么帅，名字却那么雷。。。
 （紫边太严重，凑合看） 10/22/2009 Synecdoche, BiglawYou all looked reticent, somehow remote, silently perturbed, as if part in you had been muted by an invisible giant being. One or two of you raised scattered funny topics and some of you delivered coordinated simpers; but I could tell a nuance that even simpers vanished untraceably in a second.
I couldn't stop thinking of us.
Remember when we were young and conceited, and presumputous and after all, young. Remember when we freshly graduated from renowned law schools and prepared possibly part of our lives into lawyering thing.
Remember when we worked off our asses for it. When we successfully turned ourselves into ingrates to our families and friends - unfriendly, not available, quiet, and probably only talkative when we were on a conference call. Remember when we were reluctant to look into the mirror but when we were still looking for "something out of there." And remember the bummer when there was the figurative massacre aournd the corner, and when we were fretful to grab parachutes to jump off.
So if I put it this way - "what was once before you, an exciting, mysterious future, is now behind you, lived, understood, disappointing. You realized you're not special. You have struggled into your existence and now being silently slipping out of it. This is everyone's experience. Every single one. The specifics hardly matter." - Will you agree?
But I swear I will never say that to you.
After finishing the meal, we stared at one another, trying to find another interesting topic; but finally got stuck in unspeakable vanity of being capable of finding one. However, we were all reluctant to leave.
But you know, everyone is everyone. So it seems not a big deal.
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