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Arrived at the beautiful Hotel Delfín in Tossa de Mar, where my parents, of course, ensured I got the best room with a view that feels like pure poetry. From the balcony, it’s all blue skies and sparkling Mediterranean waves—a scene too perfect to rush. They welcomed me with a crisp glass of white wine, and now it’s just me, my tea, and a quiet, late lunch while the sea breeze whispers secrets only Spain can tell.
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Dinner at Papito’s house always feels like such a warm embrace, and tonight was no different. The table was a feast of pastas and pizzas, each dish crafted with love and care. I savored every single bite, but the highlight was undoubtedly Papito’s special rotini pasta—perfectly seasoned and bursting with flavor, it felt like a hug in every forkful. The room buzzed with conversation, laughter, and the kind of comfort only family can bring. I spent most of the evening chatting with Florence, who sat across from me; our easy banter made the night even more special. It’s evenings like these that remind me how much love can be shared over a simple meal⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚
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Late-night vibes in Tossa de Mar, Spain, with my amazing niece Cherrie. The music, the lights, and the energy made for an unforgettable night out!

I said I’d head back to the hotel early, but here I am at Sala de Festes Tahiti, joining my little sissy Cherrie and kak Olivia. Honestly, I couldn’t be happier about it! The vibe here is everything I didn’t know I needed, and I feel so alive, like the energy of the night has completely taken over. I’ve been dancing my heart out, maybe a little too wildly, but how can you not with music like this? Oh, and yes, I’m *kinda* drunk tonight, but it’s all in good fun! Let’s just hope I make it back to the right hotel room later, hihihi. And yeah, kak Olivia is recording all of this, so if there’s anything to laugh about tomorrow, you know who to thank!

While waiting for my niece Cherrie to return from the club, I am enjoying some downtime in my hotel room with Aimee. Currently, we're indulging in a delicious pizza and having a relaxed chat.

The before vs. The aftermath

I got a little carried away by a bottle of Disaronno combined with what I like to call a trauma dump session with Gregory🤭 Fortunately he provided the munchies so, don’t worry I won’t sleep through our plans again🫡
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After all of my efforts to get rid of my hangover with pizza, something really unexpected happened. Our midnight conversation, more like a deep, unfiltered exchange of thoughts and trauma, had a surprisingly sobering effect, keeping me wide awake. But what no one knew was that in my room, there was a hidden space—a special room that, according to our earlier plans, was meant for karaoke.

However, as the night unfolded, Aimee, Uncle Gregory, and I ended up singing not the upbeat songs we’d hoped for, but the sad ballads that reflected our emotions. Instead of lighthearted moments, we shared sad stories, which led to a movie marathon of bittersweet films. In the end, we found solace in each other’s company and the melancholy we shared. I love 'em.
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