Buddhist Hell themed amusement park, wtf night out and Japanese spider crabs

I went out with two girl friends. I had a lot of fun and somehow I woke up next to two Arla boxes on the bed. Anyway. My friend Signe is cool, but she's very, very girlie, which is something I have to get more used to. Like, I usually only say "baby" or "honey" to my friends when I'm being sarcastic, but she says it all the time, über seriously. I kid you not. But again, she's a cool kid.

Ahem. Moving on. So, we were at a bar in the Meat Packing District, where she met a guy named Claes, when we were dancing. She turned over to me and said "I know this is going to be awkward for you, because Kasper is here".. And then pointed over to a guy who weren't him, but apparently some dude named Lars (why am I so good at remembering names?). I just shrugged it off and lol'ed a bit about it, but apparently she didn't really get that it wasn't him, because she kept saying "Aphinya, is this awkward?" But, the only awkward thing for me, was kinda the fact that her and Claes has a rather messed up but hilarious past. Insert lolness.

Anyway, I'm going to Morocco! I have no idea when, but I'm going! Anne's (the other girl) artist friend invited us along down to North Africa! Rad! Another rad thing: Japanese Spider Crabs. I spent my last night of preparing for finals reading a ton about Japanese spider crabs instead of actually fucking studying. But seriously. So radical. So humongous! Also, I wonder if they're any good food wise..

Here you go. Instant awe.

Also also. I have a super weird thing going on with a guy. 26, attorney and all that. And somehow this is slightly turning into a "sugar daddy" thing, because he's offering to buy various things for me.. Like a plane ticket. But did he honestly expect me to actually say yes? I can't even go out eating with a friend if she/he is paying for the dinner without feeling super fucking weirded out.

So! Status!
Copenhagen! No contact with family! Hungover! Ripping headache! Annoyed over Africans living upstairs who are currently having sex to the sound of awful gospel! Going hitchhiking soon! Come to my cremation if I ended up being hacked to pieces by a lunatic serial killer along the autobahn!

Aaaand. A friend of mine wrote an awesome article and guess who he quoted! ME OF COURSE. Seriously, it's the best article ever. It deserves a Cavling for insightful journalism regarding a... Hell N Torture themed Buddhist amusement park. Lolwat. Oh Thailand, I love you.

.. Yup. Pupils dingling in their guts. I love Buddhist Hell theme parks.

http://io9.com/5915890/spend-a-lovely-day-with-the-kids-at-thailands-hell-torture-theme-park

Food and (a lack of) feelings.

Oh boy. If you like me, then please let me go. I'm no good for you. I feel numb all the time, and I'm not even sure if anything I  feel is real, or if it's just something I make up, because I'm desperate to feel human.


I'm not depressed or anything, I just feel empty. I'm not sure when it happened, but suddenly I just realized that I just don't give a shit anymore. It feels like all my emotions are gone, more or less. My hands are bruised, and there's a hole in the wall. But somehow I can't recall any of this. I just can't remember.


Nothing makes sense to me anymore. I just want to run away. But it seems like that's all I do nowadays. Whenever something get's a bit difficult, I run away. I guess that's why I decided to stay in Thailand for a few months.


Everything is going abnormally fine for the moment. I guess I should appreciate that. But what's the point of having a rocking life, if I don't really give a shit about anything and just can't feel one damn thing? Anyway. Sorry dude.








Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand I'm hungry. And you know what? I'm damn good at cooking Thai food. Om nom nomz extreme. But I have no idea of what to make.. But as long as I end up eating something with a dead animal included, I'll be happy.

Wok chicken with mushrooms, broccoli, fish sauce, sweet soy sauce, a bit of chili and garlic. Nomz! 

Thom kha kai soup (it literally means boiled leg chicken, lulz). The best Thai soup, ever. Coconut milk,  chicken, mushrooms, lemongrass (for the taste),  galangal (also for the taste), fresh chili, dried chili, kaffir lime leaves (for the taste), fish sauce, lime aaand done.

Yum!

Nam thok - which means waterfall. Beef (or pork, chicken or duck), fish sauce, lime juice, cucumber, onions, roasted rice, mint leaves, cilantro, spring onions and plenty of roasted chili.