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Finally found the heart to go through my Hong Kong photos and do some post-processing.



 Mango Mochi. Omg, this was so good. Chewy soft mango mochi with grated coconut.

HUI LAO SHAN. SPASMS. The only reason I want to go to JB now. For the uninitiated, it's a shop selling delicious mango desserts, and I cannot emphasize delicious enough. ALL THE MANGO IS SO SWEET AND CHEAP. Mango mochi, mango ice cream, mango slices, mango juice. The mango juice is DAYUM GOOD. It's like Hong Kong's answer to bubble tea. I drank a cup everyday no matter how full I was. It's made of real mango, and I can't get enough of it. While I really really want them to branch out to Singapore, they're probably going to be charging exorbitant prices if they do come... ):



Camwhoring in Hong Kong's subway. I really enjoy being able to read Chinese when I'm overseas. Feels like I'm right at home.



 Victoria's Peak

 The only photo of me at Ocean's Park. Puffy eyes hidden by that water droplet haha.


Ocean's Park: I H A T E T H I S P L A C E.
Firstly the weather wasn't really great when we headed over; It was raining and humid making everything worse. Secondly, I was crying the whole night before hence puffy eyes. Thirdly, I was waiting on a message and there just wasn't any wifi available in this place. I ended up not being able to keep my spirits up there aka spontaneously bursting into tears and destroying my mom's and brother's trip to the theme park. Hence, decision to run back to the hotel by myself. Just a tiny peek into the most disastrous holiday ever. Looking back, I feel like the silliest person ever, but truly, I learnt that anybody can be vulnerable no matter how strong they are on a daily basis.



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