University days are undoubtedly the best period to gain weight I've ever known of. Don't try to argue with me. Knowing a little bit about the weight of the Sichuan guy who occupies the bed above mine will convince you of my view.

In September 2004, when he and I first arrived at PKU as freshmen, discovering such a big boy, I asked him about his weight. He told me that it was 162 catties. And in the subsequent days, I'd got a feeling that he was getting bigger slowly. Though the daily change was beyond perception, it was not the case as things accumulated.

The most dramatic thing happened just a few weeks ago when he came back from home to the dormitory. Standing before me was a man with a shape that looked extremely close to round. When asked again of his weight, he said, '192 catties.' Well, what a 18% rise in two years! Actually the figure almost doubled that of the third guy in the room.

Now when I get down to sleep every night, I indeliberately starting imagining that the iron frame of the double-deck bed would collapse. Though it still reside in imagination only, I take it certain that I would have no chance escaping the disaster should it fail. That's just horrible.

In the case of my weight, it has grown too. During the last semeter I simply had too many night meals outside the university (working till late is always a good reason for such meals). But I do believe my father's claim of an increase of 30 catties is as irrealistic as Mars crashing into the earth.

There is little hesitation in my deciding to start my second weblog, yet it does take me a long time to notice the necessity of making the decision.

Back at the beginning of the second semester of my freshman year, I thought that I should get myself devoted to something. Then I found the ACM/ICPC, which, I believed, would possibly become a means for continuing my unfulfilled OI dream in high school. Then for next one year and a half, I spent so much time on it, step by step accumulating the number of solved problems from ten to over twelve hundred. It indeed was of great fun.

Now as I step into my second and last year as a contestant, however, some thoughts have gradually emerged in my brain that I have probably missed many things with values comparable to that of the contest, the clearest one that I recognize among which is the colorful life style on the campus.

Perhaps it sounds a bit ridiculous that somebody would spend all day on some specialized website browsing through pages almost aimlessly while leave the only university BBS ID untouched for four whole months. This really happens on me, though it seems positively unimaginable for "normal" students.

There have to be changes. I have to step outside of the circle of the contest. I have to get myself more involved in the true life as a student.

Keeping records of interesting details of life is one way to materialize the changes. Discover such details with penetration, put them into short paragraphs and share them with friends.

That is why I have decided to start this second weblog. From now on, I will occasionally post up some words covering the little wonders of life, such as newly-heard dormitory jokes/hoaxes and complaints about those tough-looking courses, etc.. I hope you, my dear readers, will have the same enjoyment as I find.