It’s Never Easy


     Death is never an easy thing to deal with it. It’s always hard, no matter what. Which is what I learned yesterday, when Jack, my clarinet teacher, died.

     I have gone through a lot of death in my life. Family, friends, teachers. My own dad died when I was twelve. And I know the whole deal. The sadness. The crying. The yelling at God. And I thought it wouldn’t be this hard. I thought I would be good at this right now. I mean, I didn’t know Jack that well. I knew he was great at what he did. He really could’ve been something. But I never had a real discussion with him. The closest thing to a conversation I ever had with him was if he asked me how my day was and I would say “okay.” But when I heard what had happened, it was like a bomb that just exploded.

    I think the saddest thing of all was how much he didn’t deserve to die. He was young, healthy, smart. Yet all it took was one car accident. His death was instantaneous. And the only thing I could really think of was how shocking it was. No one expected it. No one was prepared. But I guess you can’t really prepare for Death.

    The only thing you can do when someone dies is celebrate his/her life. Remember the good times. Remember the time when he had on this planet, and not the time when he wasn’t. 

     Death can easily destroy your outlook on life. Your beliefs, your mortality. And I think the most important thing is to not let Death itself get to you. Don’t let it kill your mind, your soul. Focus on the living, but pray for the family and friends that were close to the deceased.

     So Jack, I really hope you’re up in Heaven. And that you’re playing the clarinet.

     We miss you.

That’s a lot of useless nonsense


I’ve finally hit the thousand tweet mark on my Twitter. I knew it would happen eventually. I just had so much useless nonsense that apparently had to go on Twitter. Sometimes I would make jokes:20140614-205454-75294476.jpg

Then there was just random stuff that apparently I thought you guys had to know about.



And apparently I also know what you need in life. A dog and a PS4. That’s it. Because who needs water, oxygen, food, and shelter when you have cuteness and video games.


So yeah. Can’t wait for the next 2,000.

The Calm After The Storm


Today right after school got out, a huge storm hit us. We were bombarded with rain, some of the most I’ve ever seen in my life. There were tornados near my area, though thankfully we did not get hit. And then, a few hours later, this happened.


Kind of makes you realize even how dangerous and chaotic things can get, there’s always a calm after the storm.

How poetic.

The People Who I Hate


     This post includes all the types of people who I hate, and why. Because who doesn’t like a little cynicism once in a while.

     1. Kids Who Abuse Drugs and Alcohol

     Now I know when you’re a teen, you start to get curious about things like sex, drugs, and alcohol. Everyone does. And maybe like one small glass of alcohol every year for a special occasions is okay. But when kids start drinking and abusing drugs constantly, then that’s not okay. One, you don’t know how to properly use those substances, so you’re more likely to get alcohol poisoning and other things. Two, you’re parents will probably find out. And when they do, you will be screwed. Because come on, you’re just a stupid kid. One slip up is all it takes for Pops to find out you’ve been drinking and you will be grounded forever. At least that’s what I would do to my kid if I found him drinking. And three, you might think that it won’t happen, but you might be flat out wasted, decide to drive, and then cause an accident or kill someone. Or you do something else stupid that you will probably regret. I mean, the possibilities are endless. They go from something humorous and embarrassing such as a video that goes up on the internet of you wasted (try getting a job then) or the possibility of people taking advantage of you in very… horrible ways.

     I’ve already encountered this in middle school. I hear some of my friends talking about how they’re already drinking and smoking, and they’e only in middle school. What the heck! 

     2. People who call themselves Christians, yet act like idiots.

     This kind of ties to number 1. They say they believe in God, they call themselves Christians. Yet most times they’re the ones drinking and smoking and doing idiotic things which I’m pretty sure God wouldn’t like. I’m not saying that Christians have to act like they’re better, but don’t you want to set an example to everyone. I mean, if you believe that Jesus died for your sins and you go to church every Sunday, don’t you want to act like you actually believe it. Apparently not. I call the kids at my school who believe in Christ yet are the ones partying and drinking spectators. They take part in Christianity every Sunday, yet don’t apply it. I find it maddening when I see kids every Sunday who are drinking and partying and acting like idiots come and sing the hymns and pray, and don’t actually apply what they learn in church. They just do it so they can get a free ride to the big house in the sky.

     3. People who constantly talk about suicide and depression on social media.

     Now I understand if someone is depressed, they might want to vocalize it on social media. Say “Hey, I’m having a tough time right now. Can someone help me out or pray for me? I’m just really struggling here.” That’s fine to do it once or twice. But when it’s constant, when the only thing they talk about is death and cutting and suicide, then it gets kind of stupid. After they do it constantly, you know they’re just doing it for attention. Here’s some good advice. How about instead of just posting to Instagram about your problems, find a therapist or teacher or someone to talk about it with instead of just unloading your baggage out to people who probably don’t even really care.

    4. People who judge you over the pettiest of things.

    This kid at school constantly gets on me for the littlest things. One time, I posted a picture of my new Vans on Instagram. Then, the dude commented saying “Why didn’t you get Nikes

    I replied saying “Because I already have a pair of Nikes, and I wanted a pair of Vans.

    His response: “LAME!”

    So apparently I’m lame for buying the wrong type of shoes. Then, when I actually did buy a pair of Nikes, I posted it on Instagram. And the same kid said this. 



    It seems to always happen with this specific person. I one time said I didn’t like rap music, and he got onto for an hour that I should like rap because that’s our generation of music, that I don’t listen to rap enough to know if I like it or not, and that I’ll be left in the dust when I’m still listening to Pink Floyd and Green Day. One, most of the music made today is &*%$. Two, I’ve listened to enough rap to know I don’t like it. And I never said anything like “RAP SUCKS!” I just said that I don’t like rap music and it’s just my opinion. But apparently saying you don’t like listening to rap music is the equivalent of saying that I’m a nazi or something. And Three, just because it’s old doesn’t mean it’s not good. I love Green Day. I like Pink Floyd. Their music has still stood the test of time to me. And also, I do like some new music. I like the Killers, Mumford and Sons, Green Day who are still making new music, and a few other bands. 

    It’s stupid how some of the littlest things can tick people off. It’s just a different opinion than yours. You don’t have to stone me for it. Just get on with your life.

    5. People who brag about their score on an app.

    It’s an app. On you phone. No one cares if you got 55 on Flappy Bird. No one cares how good your base is on Clash of Games. It’s a stupid game on your phone. Stop acting like you just got an award for being fairly good at Angry Birds. NO ONE CARES!

    6. People who use incorrect grammar on purpose.

    You don’t look cool when you use incorrect grammar or say something wrong on purpose. It just makes you look like an idiot. 

    7. People who think the teacher is after them.


    No. You’re just an idiot. You failed that test because you were too stupid to study. The teacher doesn’t hate you. She’s not racist. You’re just dumb.


Here Lies My Hope For Humanity.



Here lies my hope for humanity. You died today. You got so tired. You were so done. With all the people. The people just brought you down to your knees. They kicked and hit you until you crumbled. They laughed at your misery. They didn’t care about you. And then you just gave up. You were done. They had broke you. You saw so much pain and sadness that they brought. And you couldn’t bear it. Couldn’t bear to see the pain these people caused, not to just you, but to others like you. The people who also hung on to their hope. But they were also bombarded of that pain brought on those scum and trash out there. And the worst of all of that was you realized that those scum happened to also be some of your friends. And they hit you the hardest. I’m so sorry that that happened to you. Rest in peace.

It was hard when I realized you were gone. But I have now accepted the fact and have moved on. Because I now know the world is full of horrible people. I tried thinking that people had some good inside of them. And I hung on to that has hard as I could. But I couldn’t hang on any longer. But you know what, that’s fine. I know the world is full of trash, and that’s okay. Why, you might ask. Well, it’s because of this quote from author A.S. King. And it says this.

The world is full of $&@#^*. What are you going to do to make sure you don’t turn into one of them.

And so far, it has helped.
So, what are you doing to make sure you are not one.

Aren’t Terrorist Threats Just Hilarious


Well apparently a 14 year old girl thought so. That’s why she said on Twitter to American Airlines that she was apart of Al Qaida and on June 1st she would do something really big. And American Airlines wasn’t really happy about that tweet. To find out more, watch this video about how this girl made me lose all hope in humanity.

Also I got this comment, and Melissa, thanks for calling me “smart and cute.” I’m not sure if you’re hitting on me or not, but whatever it is, you is cool.


(And also you forgot to put an apostrophe in you’re, but it’s okay. We won’t judge you)

I Got An Award! (I think)


So apparently I’ve been nominated for a Liebster award. Yay (I think). I would first like to thank Poohloversunite for nominating me. That’s pretty cool. I’ve never really won an award for my writing.

So apparently there are rules, them being:

  •      Thank the person who nominated you and link to their blog.
  • Answer 10 questions that were given to you by your nominee
  • Create 10 questions of your own
  • Nominate 10 of your favorite blogs with fewer than 200 followers and notify them of their nomination.

The questions…

Pooh or Tigger? (this is an obvious no brainer that no one could EVER POSSIBLY GET WRONG)
Pooh or Piglet? (okay…this one’s harder…BUT I BELIEVE IN YOU)
Pooh or Rabbit (…don’t. even.)
POOH OR KANGA?? (okay, I’m done)

The last time I watched Winnie the Pooh I was like five. But EEROR ALL THE WAY MAN! (If that’s even how you spell his name)

If you had to pick being a youtube star or getting a million dollar check from some old rich grandpa you never knew existed, which would you pick, and why? (this is obviously my definition of serious)

Considering I’ve already seen my favorite YouTuber’s at Vidcon last year, I would take the million bucks.

 What was your favorite childhood toy?

A spider man action figure.

     WHO IS YOUR MOST ANNOYING SIBLING (and the most annoying thing they’ve done recently)?

     My brother is my most annoying sibling by default because he’s my ONLY sibling. And plus he can be annoying.

What is your absolute most favorite number? (NOT YOUR LUCKY NUMBER, your favorite number)


Who’s blogger page do you most enjoy looking at? (*ahem* *charming smile*)

My own. (And you can’t get me with your “charming smile”)

     If you traveled to the future, what would be the FIRST thing you’d want to see?

If Call of Duty 587 has come out yet.

Now my questions

  1. Who is your favorite YouTuber
  2. Who is your favorite blogger
  3. What is your dream vacation
  4. Do you like trains
  5. Why do you think you deserve this award
  6. What blog post are you most proud of
  7. What do you aspire to be
  8. Do you think these questions are a waste of time.
  9. What would rather do, spend the day inside or go out to a party
  10. Why is this a thing.

Well that’s done. Now for our nominees.


Doron Art

 Notes From a Therapist

Thank you for nominating me again. Even though I don’t exactly know what this is.


Giving Up Social Media


For Lent, I’m giving up Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat. It’s going to be a rough 46 days for me (Or however long Lent is). I talk about it in my video, where I also talk about someone stealing my SIM card from my phone (jerk), and a new song called #Selfie that I heard on the radio that was so horrible my ear buds wanted to die. Some may say it was #horrible.
You know what. Just watch the dang vid.

Living a Double Life (A confession)


        We live in a wonderful world. A world where you do whatever you want to do, see whatever you want to see, and be whoever you want to be.

Which is exactly what I’m doing. Because I’m not who I say I am.

        My name is Thomas Kindmoore. At least that’s who you think I am. But not really. The only truthful thing about my name is my first name. My first name actually is Thomas. I didn’t want it to get confusing when I was making my alias, so I decided just to stick with God-given first name. But my last name isn’t Kindmoore. It’s a fake name I created one day when I was thinking about my teacher. Her name was Ms Moore. I have to thank her for helping me with my name. Because I combined Kind with Moore and got Kindmoore. I thought it was a nice little name. At first I was going to call myself Frogger Blogger, but then after a while I hated that name, so I decided I needed something better. When I thought of Thomas Kindmoore, that became my name on the Internets. But now you may be asking,


        Two reasons. One, my mother. She was concerned about my safety on the internet. She knows about all of the creepy weirdos on their that would love an innocent kid like to me. For a while she wouldn’t even let me use my first name, which I thought was kind of dumb because there are about a million Thomas’ out there. The second reason was I wanted to separate the actual Thomas from the Internet Thomas. Because if someone from my school saw that I had a blog and a YouTube and all of that… well that wouldn’t be good for Actual Thomas. Having a blog isn’t the biggest source of masculinity. And I’m not ashamed of my blog. I just want somewhere where I can be… real. It’s ironic. The fake version of myself is more real than my real myself. Because in real life I have to be careful what I say. I don’t want to make myself look like an idiot or a nerd. I don’t want people calling me gay. So usually I have to act a little bit… not me. I don’t act like I love Pokemon and poetry at school in front of my classmates. If I did that, then I would be called gay until after high school. So I carefully plan what I say so I’m not ridiculed. But here, I can say whatever I want. I can act as nerdy I want without people calling me nerd or gay. And it’s awesome. Sometimes I rather be Thomas Kindmoore than Actual Thomas. Because then I wouldn’t be socially awkward at my school and be able to say whatever I wanted. But unfortunately we still don’t live in a world where people can like video games and poetry and not football and rap and not be harassed about it.

So until then, I’m Thomas Kindmoore.