Journal #1

Sunday was a beautiful day. My friend and I all tired of staying in the dorm and we wanted to go to a quiet place with lots of sunshine and fresh air. So we decided to go to the winter park. And also we heard that there have a famous café called French Bakery. Desserts in there are always making people moved.

It was so hard to find the French Bakery. But when I opened the door and smelt the wonderful smell of fresh bread and delicate cakes baking, the tiredness from the long walking lifted. All different kinds of cake with different tastes were showed in front of me and I knew I already crazed for them. I confused that how many I should choose because each one of them would make my lost weight plan failed.

"Which one do you think I should choose?" I asked my friend.

"Choose all of you want. Maybe there will not have the nice day with this kind of good weather and the good mood you are having now when you come next time." He said.

So I chose all the cakes I wanted. I sat next to the window and enjoyed the first afternoon tea after I came to America. At that time, I knew the one of the important things in my life was I need to forget the pressure from the school works and application and give myself a rest.