I'm sure that one day I'll make it as a role model one day, but as of now, I'm trapped in a place with a bunch of idiots. I may be judgmental about this, but though nobody has really done anything bad to me, I look around and observe that they just waste their time not thinking about the future. In the events those people aren't wasting they're time being dumb, when they do something that is perceived as "productive," they end up doing it incorrectly. This makes me ask, "where have all the smart people went?" The answer to that is, they're all out there doing something worthy. They're the ones who make it big on the trial of life. What am I doing? I'm just trying to escape from the moronic trap. There is no meaning in anyway that I'm a moron, it's just that I ended up being in the wrong place. As of late, though I'm in the wrong place, I know that I will make my way out. Even later, I'll look back to this time and realize, "Hey, I made it through, so I'm okay."
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Lea's Entries of Reality
Non-FictionBasically, you can somewhat say it's a autobiography, but it's just a cluster of thoughts written in a book.
