[ENG] Speechless - Theater of the Absurd

Since I've got a writer's block everytime when I planned on blogging something meaningful and informative about my past couple weeks for whatever reasons, I just decided to try to write down what I'm thinking about, completely spontaneous, and of course without any filter. 

Within the past weeks, my head is actually full of ideas what I could write about; 'How-to's for exchange students-to-be', an essay about the many different meaning of the word 'perspective' (I don't have a clue why, but that word fascinates me..you can bascially look at it from so many...perspectives...no? ok.) or even something what I'd call 'Jon's 3-level writingphenomenom'

Poems, or even books, it feels like I could write all this, right here right now..but everytime when I'm like: Hm, I've got some free time, I should write something...I lose my motivation faster than (*insert an analogy about a german political party what doesn't work in english because y'all don't have a clue what I'm talking about*..let's think of something else..what about: I lose my motivation faster than Aston Villa when Sadio Mané scores the fastest hat trick of the Premier League History against them)

It felt relieving writing the article in german, even if I totally abused it with ignoring any grammatical rules of the (239th) most beautiful language in the world. Not very professional, but kinda fun though.yo.

Anyway, I've only got about 50 days left in the US. 50 days, only a couple of them in school, the place where people my age usually spend a lot of time (or at least should, legally.)

The time I'm spending there became way shorter with finishing the soccer season, but it's still a vital part of my exchange year...and y'all know what else is vital? Food. oh yea.

Breakfast in the cafeteria for a dollar thirtyfive, including sugared but fatfree milk and fried chicken...and everything else what pretends to be or used to be food.

I'll miss it anyway.

Lunch for two twentyfive: Pizza, Nachos, and more fried feathered animal (do penguins actually have feathers? Not that they're offering penguins...at least I hope so, I like penguins.) Since we're already talking about penguins: Prom was awesome. What does prom have to do with penguins except the P at the beginning? The tuxedo.

Reading what I just wrote, I'm realizing that my head is really full of very weird stuff, which might be caused by my increasing drug use. Completely legal of course. Swallowing disgusting "Corticosteroids' to fight a reappearing sinusinfection is about as much fun as