The netherlands (Low Lands) are so different from mesh and Yuc, its all flat, except Limburg……but what you see there you can’t call mountains, just high hills. the people are nice, they do not even seem to notice me, me with my olive skin, my long black hair, i fit in completely, unless when i need to talk. I just speak english at the moment, the people don’t mind, most speak english themselves, even the older ones and they speak english well. Sometimes better than me. Alex and Lee keep giving me english books to read, it’ll imporve my speach and dictonairy they say. Its cool, its a lot of science fiction they give me, i love science fiction and some fantasy books, i don’t care much for the ‘swords and sourcery’kind, i like the urban fantasy kind, Alex got loads of books, he inherited a whole library from someone, i am not alowe dfrom whom. I don’t mind, the books are cool and my speach improved, he asked me to start writing, write kind of a diary, he said i could write anything in it, do artworks if i liked, anything i liked, i fancied would do. I like street art a lot and so i create thsoe things in the notebook i created. Alex laughed when he saw my notebook, it was all pictures of naked girls, hey i am young, that is what young dude like me thinks about. Marjory told me to make cover for the notebook and showed me how to sow and embroider it, it is easy and i don’t mind doing that kind of stuff. When i was back in the streets of Mesh City i have sown a lot of my clothes when the got torn and stuff. Most times i would tare them on purpose, sow different kinds of t-shirts in to one, it was looking cool, got in fights sometimes when other kids wanted my t-shirts. These cerations got me in to some places and…..when i think back……i have seen Lee many times in those places, they were galleries, art galleries you know. I like art, especially murals, those by Diego Rivera are the greatest, i hope one day i will be able to paint like that. When Lee told Alex i loved art….he asked me what i needed to do my art, i shrugged and that after noon i had an easel, five brushes, a load of oilpaint and some canvasses handed to me in the hallway. I was bit taken aback by that gesture, no one ever has been so generous towards me ever……unless they ahd some other motive, there are, were a lot of dirty old men around in Mesh City, being nice and wanting some gratification, if you know what i mean. I don’t swing like that, not in a million years, i gave them the slip and the bird, dirty old fuckers. I am sorry, dear diary for being so……..nah forget it, that was, now i am here, the people of the Artificial Black (W)Hole project are very nice to me, they teach me all kinds of stuff. Clear and Julie helped me to work the computer, Clear is totally cool, she has loads of computergames, she designs and creates stuff for computer games. Clear is from Nippon and Julie is from Cathay, i never thought i would meet people from those kinds of places and now i see them every day. Alex sends me off on errands, go there and go there, go see that place, visit that museum. He knows a lot of cool places and i meet alot of nice girls in those places, i got a phonenumber on every page of my diary, i got it with me always, i am always writing something in it, making a drawing of something i like. Once in a while Alex asks me to show it to him, he reads my stuff, looks at my drawings and encourages me to go on. He is a bit strange, he scares me sometimes, he is very nice and sometimes you can see he is very angry, i feel sorry for those he get angry at. He was asoldier once, seen a lot of bad things in the wars, that made him different, that is what Evelynn says anyways. But i like Alex, although he is scary sometimes, he is cool and feels a bit like father, not that i know what it feels like to have a father but…….that is how it feels to me. Now i think i have written enough, i am going out, do some boarding in the center her in V. Around the church, the market square, barely any people any time and so a good place to play with my skateboard.
Peace out or something like that.