Am I Physical or Sedentary?

I'm definitely more of a sedentary person, but when it comes to exercise that I wouldn't be inactive though.

Personally, I think I get that how work- out and exercise matter for a fit and healthy way of living other than eating healthy or having a regular sleep. That's why I have been kept myself working on this since last year. I used to run everyday last year, rain or shine. Actually, I used to want to lose my weight by doing that, however, it didn't work out that well as I thought in a short period of time. Then, I started planing and made a pattern of my work- out plan. After one year... finally I got some positive results. I can feel physically that I am getting more fit than I was, but there are still more spaces for me to keep going with.

For the sedentary part of me, which is the usual version of me and how almost everyone sees me in person, I am not a bright color comparing to all the others on the pallet. If I am a color, I would probably be vert. People whom are close to me might find me more bright than it seems from apart. As described, I have a especially clam way of speaking, and it would sound interesting when it comes to some certain sentences... couldn't think of any... Okay, maybe not that interesting. 

Anyways, I think most of people are little mixed with both of aspects and so am I. That's all :)

Poetry Unit (simile)

As a candy clown she stands,

Like the sadness would not attack;

Her hair smells like coconut,

As the taste of that candy;

Like the sweet weather of May,

She smiles bubbly in her jeans;

As her eyes twinkles forward,

Likely, people will get jinxed;

She is like a hot chocolate,

As if it is cold outside;

Like a cool lemonade aside,

She's like a breeze in hot summer;

Like the theory of cherry soda,

She perks easily with a shake;

As time passes, she is still,

She is daughter of my aunt;

She's like a sister to me,

As I missed my childhood buddy.

Poetry Unit

Whose numbers that I think I know.
Her 'lol' is replied upon mine though;

She will not see me spacing out
To recall the old days with smile.

My reminiscence stay paused
To remind me it has been awhile

Between kindergarten to twelve
The sweetest candy of the mall.

She likes Hershey the chocolate bars
To trade if there's any Kit Kat.

The only bitter-sweet part went
Off the summer before high school

The time was full of perks, and laughs.
But it has to move on with new,

And substitute with things you'd never know,
And substitute with things you'd never know.

R&J

The tragedy happened between Romeo and Juliet had been unfolded, however, I was not representing as a sympathizer here. With the hatred of the Montague and the Capulet involved, two young lives were torn apart for the exchange of their love. It was unfortunate, but this "lecture" of love was deeply impressed me. Yet, two families were not fully reconciled, they had been working on the problems accordingly. Meanwhile, I spoke as the Prince of Verona, I made a new rule for avoiding the insider clash- Citizens need to take full response for assaulting one other physically, verbally, and mentally; depend on the seriousness of injury and damage, offender will receive punishment, and paying extra tax for pharmacy uses and food in order to be punished. Tragedy happened, even though there was no way to go back in time to change the fate, people need to be alarmed. For not smothering innocent lives, for building a caring environment, in this place where is our homeland, I believe we can pull this together.

Inquiry Project- Comic Strip

Inquiry Project- Diary Entry

David's Journal 

(Chapter 1)

Day 1

Sleep continues to elude me. I know something is happening behind my dreams, not understandable yet, but they are leading to it. However, the city in my dream haunts me, with its fascination. 

The comparisons between Waknuk and there can be easily made –sunshine glowed beyond the big blue bay, fish-like birds flew above, and carts travelled without horses… Thus, I talked to Mary. She denied the existence of that city and budged, she said they may exist at once. Accordingly it didn't last… Meanwhile she warned me to keep this a secret, and I believed it was right to do so…

Deep down, I truly wish the city is real. Over there, everything... well almost everything seems contraire... in a good way. What would this world be like without Tribulation? What would people be like? Just maybe, people will accept odds someday, or maybe not? What world could've people created if there is no Image of God? NO, I shouldn't be thinking this way, it's not right... or is it?

Day 2

My high bank trip brought me to a special girl - Sophie.

As usual, I went to the high bank. Then curiosity led me to seldom explored other side of the bank, it turned out there is a slide way with a sand gully at bottom. After I slide a couple times, I met Sophie. Everything was just casual and normal, until she fell. 

Sophie got her feet stuck. As she pulled out, I was thrilled by her six-toes. What caused that? For a moment, I doubted that what I saw is not real. I KNEW people usually choose not to accept specials, whether what is the reason that makes special. It's illogical to me, because I don't think it's anyone's fault to blame if special happened. And even if they DO happened, you are still you. We can always choose what to be, wasn't it? I'm not quite sure... but I accepted that little difference sincerely.

In turn, I visited Sophie's house and met her parents. Being special really is a big deal to everyone else, so we dealt seriously. I've made my promise, this secret will be kept. It's my first small doubts started to germinate. Blasphemy, such an ugly word... made tormented lives imprisoned within 'hateful sight in the God' .