This is the No.270th  blog I wrote in dioenglish.  270 blogs in total. You might feel a bit impressive about this number. However, wait until I told you about this. Dioenglish is not the first place I started blogging in English. My first blog might be backdated to five years ago. Since I already moved most of my blogs to dioenglish, the total number would not be more than 300. 300 writings in 5 years---that’s far from enough, in fact, from this angle, it’s a pitiful number.

      The day I started writing in English is even much earlier. Back to my colleague when the internet is still new to the public, and the word “blog” “twitter” have not even been born, I wrote my first story in English---a story about a female bodyguard and her employer. At that time, Kevin Costner with his Bodyguard roared into screen larger than all-the-larger-than-life we’ve never seen. My roommates and I all had a little crush on him and soon this movie had become the dominant subject in our night chat. Inspired by this, I wrote a story in my broken Chinglish. It’s not easy. I struggled for words, tumbled with grammar, and frustrated by my limited imagination. However, I managed it, from the beginning to the very end, in a pretty notebook. Too bad that I could no longer find that notebook. Like that, my first story was locked deep down in my brain, with only a vague memory about it lingered. However, this experience opened a brand new way to express myself.

       My life is a journey full of struggles for self-confidence. No matter how I’ve changed, there is always an awkward girl too shy for words lives inside me. Writing is always the way I’ve ever able to express myself properly, without it, I feel as if I live only half life.

       Someone once asked me this question: “What’s your major accomplishment? Something you did that you are really proud of?”  

      I told him it’s my English blog. I’ve kept at it for years and I would keep doing it.

But I lied, because I know I should have done much better. I’ve not tried harder enough. Here I’d like to use this opportunity to thank a friend I met here: Snowflying. I saw persistence, determination and great efforts in her writing. For the past six month, she kept doing it, touching everyone with her enthusiasm and warm heart. Honestly, her English is not the best here, but we’ve all observed what an improvement she’s made.

     Because of her, I know I should try harder.