Read online: Diary of a wimpy kid THE THIRD WHEEL
czwartek, 27 grudnia 2012
Then one day, when I was in the middle of a really good nap, I got woken up by these strange noises coming from the outside.
At the time I didn't know what the heck I was hearing, but later on I found out it was Mom piping in music through these speakers she put on her belly.
I guess Mom thought if she played classical music for me every day before I was born it would turn me into some kind of genius.
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Sunday
I wish I'd started keeping a journal a lot earlier on, because whoever ends up writing my biography is gonna have a lot of questions about my life in the years leading up to middle school.
Luckily, I remember just about everything thats happened to me since i was born, In fact, I can even remember stuff that happened to me BEFORE I was born.
Back in those days it was just me swimming around in the dark, doing backflips and taking naps whenever I wanted.
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