Dream Makers vs. Dream Breakers!

Dream Makers are people who encourage others to reach their goals. Dream Breakers are people who crush others' dreams. To say honestly what I am HONESTLY... Neutral. Why, you ask? I don't do anything most of the time. I just hang out with neutrals and makers. Breakers, I still stay away from. I hang with makers... because I need them. Neutrals are good, but they have the ability to become a maker like me... I just don't use it much. I am being certainly honest. An example of a dream breaker I met was This guy last year. He would throw rocks at me at recess saying I can't do anything as good as him. Of course, I threw rocks at him to but that didn't hurt as bad as his throws. A good dream MAKER is this awesome dude. He helps me a lot and never stops. I can become a maker by helping people like him.

What I like (non-assignment)

Ok, just to let everyone see what I like:
Mega Man (especially Lan)
Pokemon (Especially Sabrina)
Yu-Gi-Oh (a little)
Kingdom Hearts
Naruto (a little)
Astro Boy (I read the Japanese comics.)
Drawing (Anime and Manga)

If I Were Built Like Astro Boy

In an underground cave with tricked-out tech and advanced technology there was a scientist. He was known well except for his hiding place. He was known for making devastating robots... that blew up every 5 minutes. He was working on his greatest creation yet, an 11-year-old (physically) robot. I would not blow up. It would not be crushed by gravity. It would be untouchable, so he said. The robotic model was done. He had collected a DNA sample of his deceased son, and loaded it into the covering processor and loaded the laser scan. It zapped and zipped until the model looked like his son, which he had miraculously revived. "Finally!" yelled the scientist. "I have finally made my son into existence!" "Without my wife!" -_- He was built with microchips mostly. One for every ability. Only one ability had three to power it. The ability of telekinesis. His powers were:
Extra Strength
Magnetic Pull (parts)
Jet Pack
High Jump
Sticky Rope out of hands
Telekinesis
Size Manipulation
Telepathy
Self Destruct
Energy Blasts from chest
"Now live!" He took a remote and pressed the one and only button on it. The robot started to breathe. He coughed a little and sat up. "*cough* Dad?" The scientist had a slight grin on his face and it grew bigger as he walked forward to his "artificial" son. "CODY!!!!"
"Dad?!"
"CODY!"
The two-worded conversation lasted 3 minutes. Then a third and fourth word came to be. "You're alive!" yelled the dad. The last robot had blown up and killed Cody after the dad said that it was "unblowupable". Of course the scientist was known for making DEVASTATING robots for evil. Cody didn't like this but was forced to go along. "Cody, you were killed by the last--"
"I know, so why am I still here?"
"Son... I-I uh uh" stammered the dad. "You're... a robot."
"A ROBOT?! WHY?!"
"It was the only way you could live!"
"Dad, I'm not living! I'm processing! I'm a machine!"
"CALM DOWN! THIS TIME WE CAN RULE THE WORLD WITH YOU!"
"I'LL BLOW UP IN 5 MINUTES!!!!"
"Cody, I assure you are unblowupable."
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID WITH THE LAST ONE!! I DON'T WANT TO HELP YOU BE EVIL!! I WANT TO HELP PEOPLE!! Now that you made me a robot, I CAN!"
The father pulled out a gun.
"NO! I'LL START OVER! YOU WILL HAVE EVIL PUT INTO YOU! YOU WILL HELP ME!!"
"Dad, you're CRAZY!!"
Cody's hands started to glow, as well as his eyes. The gun started to glow. It moved to him.
"The odds are in my favor, now," said Cody. He crushed the gun. His back shifted metallically He then shot off with a jet pack.
"CODY, COME BACK! WE CAN MAKE THIS UP!!!"
"Yeah, right!" shouted Cody.
He landed on the top of a building. Unfortunately, not quietly. The noise woke up very stressed-in-life people. They shot out the door and started running at him. he didn't know what to do.

Tearing Off My Labels Song

I absolutely S_U_C_K at lyrics. I WILL NOT make them. This could be a song without lyrics so I will not do it because if i do I'll be finished when I'm 50 years old.
... My song won't upload but it stays at 42%... What the heck?! Still there. Mr. Smith needs to do it on his macbook pro 'cause this won't upload. Mr. Smith I saved the song as a draft so you can upload it. In the meantime listen to this. The original one:

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Mah AWESOME Monday!

I woke up at my grandma's house. It was about 7:00... who cares. I went back to sleep, ignoring the sound of clanking pots and pans in the kitchen. I woke up again. This time, aat 8:03. I got up and body slammed the couch... not a sound. Then, I turned on the TV. Nothing was on. I went to the past version of Cartoon Network. I think the channel was called TOONW. It said Transformers Animated was on... and it wasn't. It was Gormiti. That little commercial that has those elemental creatures that live on the sacred Island of Gorm (Gorm, oh come on! Shorten the name and call it their place to crash!) Now it's a show. Nothing was right on the menu. Fairly Odd Parents was Jimmy Nuetron. So? Watch the last 5 minutes of Gormiti. See if CSI turns into Barney. Oh goody. After that, turns out that Bakugan was Chaotic and something else was Pokemon but somehow CSI didn't turn into Barney like I predicted... I wonder what I did wrong... maybe I guessed randomly... Next, I FINALLY ate the big huge breakfast! Those 2 medium sized pancakes made me gain... 0.1 pounds! I'ma gettin' big! I'm a whopping... oh wait... 69.5... I'ma puny... back to the subject. After that I spent the next two hours on the internet... Gmail, Wikia, usual stuff... but on my grandparents' slow aol-connected computer. 30 minutes on the phone and I go to lunch. I'm sure this time I gain more. I went to Sonic and got a gynormous Extra-Long Chile-Chees Coney! Guess how much I weighed then? A whoppin'... Oh gosh... 70 pounds FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE WHEN AM I GONNA GROW MY LOOSE SKIN IN?! I'M TEENY!!! Ok ok ok, I'll get back to my "SCHOOL-RELATED blogging". I went back to my grandparents' house and talked on the phone some more. Then I had to go back home. I met my dad at McD's. THIS TIME I ATE A CHEESEBOWGA! I WEIGHED... 69.5... WHY?!?!?! WHY MUST I BE SO TINY?! Ok. After 2 1/2 hours I finally got home... 2 and a half hours of Radio Disney... went home to see mah dog Bristow. Finally home!