10 Everyday Things That Can Save A Relationship


Thought Catalog

1. Don’t listen to what they say any less than you did your college lectures. Pay attention to what they tell you, no matter how insignificant or mundane. Don’t turn the conversation back around at yourself by using an example from your own life to compare to theirs. Stop comparing all together. Don’t just talk to them, have an actual conversation– an art that is waning. Don’t pepper your responses with mindless head nods and a high pitched “yeah” or “nice.” Engage.

2. Withhold the blame-placing, even if you know you’re right. There is an incredible emotional buffer in starting sentences with “I believe” rather than the accusatory you-are-wrong-and-I-am-right. Nobody deserves to feel like they’re the lesser in a relationship, especially not for something they think or believe.

3. Be selfless. Not just by monetary means or anything like that, but in the way you remain faithful if you say you…

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Now that I have a lot more time on my hands, I think I’m going to start blogging again. What do you think? Do you like the new look?

I came across my blog and I read through my old posts. I really enjoyed looking through my old posts, even though some of my entries were formatted terribly and just generally cringe-inducing. Despite that, I decided to start blogging again anyway. I guess this is more for me, for therapeutic reasons. There’s just something so oddly calming and satisfying about writing.

And by the way, I think I’m going to sign my blogs with a simple – C. this time. Just for simplicity. Don’t worry, I’m still sending you tons of hugs and kisses your way! Xoxo, baby.

So here goes my shot at blogging. Again.

– C.


(Advanced) Happy Valentine’s Day!

To the only boy who matters:

Happy Valentine’s Day!

I know it’s only the 13th but I think that I’m going to greet you a Happy Valentine’s Day now, because you deserve to be treated like a king everyday and not just on Valentine’s Day.

It has been 90 days since we started talking and 53 days since I agreed to be your girlfriend. Can you believe it? I feel like time flies so fast yet moves so slowly at the same time. Before we know it, 365 days since Dec. 23 will have passed. Then 1826 days (five years). Then 3652 days (ten years) and so on.

But I think we should focus on the “now” and we can worry about day 3652 when day 3652 comes. All I know is, I’m more than happy to be your girlfriend and I’m more than happy to be your Valentine.

We may be thousands of miles apart, but this has been my favorite Valentine’s Day so far because I am spending it (in spirit) with someone who loves me for all the right reasons. I can’t help but thank God everyday for giving me you.

Though Valentine’s Day is supposed to be a day of flowers, dates, and other cheesy stuff, I can’t help but feel a little indifferent. This Valentine’s Day feels no different than any other day, because to me everyday is Valentine’s Day with you. So my promise to you is to make you feel like everyday is Valentine’s Day. I want to make you feel special everyday and not just once a year. If I can do that then I know I am being a good girlfriend.

I love you, Michael. You are so much more than a boyfriend to me- you are my best friend, my soulmate, my body guard, my personal comedian, my anchor, my everything. You are my everything.




“The Wolf of Wall Street” is a three-hour long movie. Three. Hours. I’ve had a copy of the movie on my hard drive for the longest time, but I’ve just never gotten around to watching it.

As soon as we got off the phone, I realized I finally have three hours to bum around. So, I decided to watch it.

If you don’t know what it’s about, the movie basically follows Jordan Belfort (Leonardo DiCaprio), a lavish and extravagant stockbroker firm owner.

Jordan was poor when he married his first wife, Teresa. But as he grew rich his habits began to change: he became cocky, did a lot of drugs, and repeatedly cheated on his wife with another girl.

Teresa eventually caught on to his extra-marital affairs and caught him in the act. Their confrontation was a painful one, for Jordan chose the other girl over his wife.

Baby, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “Wow. That will never be us.” I know that money will never change the way we feel about each other. Someday, we will be rich and famous. Temptations will surround us. But, Michael, I can assure you that I will never change. I will always be humble, sweet, and loyal to you. And I would give away every last penny if it meant that I would get to keep you.

Nothing will ever get in the way of my love for you, my love. I can promise you that.




I know I should be studying, but I can’t help but daydream about how amazing our life would be if we were to be married -if our two completely different and distant lives were to become one.

Every morning, I would roll over to watch you sleeping silently. I would spend a few moments just to observe the way your body insufflates and exhales in perfect rhythm. I would admire the serene look on your face and I would think to myself that this is when you are the most beautiful: relaxed, naive, vulnerable.

After a few minutes of this, I would kiss you all over. This is how I would wake you up. Our breaths may smell like a dumpsite, but we don’t care. We would kiss each other passionately, as if each kiss would be our last.

Though lots of effort may be required, I would finally roll out of bed to make us some breakfast. Semi-nude. Or nude, depending on how I’m feeling that morning. We would then have a lovely breakfast together and get ready to go to our respective workplaces. We would then kiss each other goodbye and spend the next few hours away from each other. And even though we’d be married and spend every other minute of our lives together, we would still terribly miss each other at work.

In the evenings, we would cook dinner together and wash the dishes together. After that, if there was work that needed to be done, we’d do it together. And maybe after that, we would pop open a bottle of wine and spend a quiet evening watching a movie or TV show on Netflix. And maybe after THAT, if we weren’t too tired, we’d make concupiscent love to each other.

We would end our day by lying down in our bed. We would cuddle and rest in each other’s arms as we both fall asleep. This would be my favorite part of my day- the part of my day that would remind me that I am yours and you are mine. The part of the day that would justifiably end a great day spent with you. The part of the day that would serve as an indicator of the love that was produced when two different lives joined and coalesced together to become one.

We sleep. I wake up. And then it repeats again.



Pit Guy

You know how the new Snickers commercials revolve around the statement, “ You’re not you when you’re hungry?” Well, I’m not me when I’m angry.

I don’t like being mad. I don’t like holding grudges against people, either. Whenever I do, I always feel like I have an ice-cold heart of darkness and I do not like it. This is why I tend to let go of situations beyond my control and why I always forgive people very easily.

In my opinion, forgiveness is the final form of love. Forgiving someone takes a lot of patience, humility, and strength. Thus, it makes it one of the hardest things to do and this is why it is the final form of love.

As a Catholic, I am taught to “love my enemies”. I used to think this was such an absurd idea! I used to think, “How on earth can I love someone who I hate?” However, as I got older I began realized the importance of forgiving those who have hurt me: Forgiveness is not for the other person. Forgiveness is not for God. Forgiveness is for me.

In one of my favorite episodes of “How I Met Your Mother”, the gang deals with their own “pit guy” (which is someone that a person has been obsessed or angry with that they would throw them in a pit in their basement, “The Silence of the Lambs” style). Throughout the episode, each member deals with his or her own pit guy. They go through various stages of anger, to grief, to violence, to forgiveness (in a very comedic manner, of course).

But what touched me the most was what was said towards the end of the episode. In a voice over, Ted Mosby said, “Sometimes in life you’ll make a pit for someone in your mind. But ultimately, the only person in that pit is yourself.”

I think that is one of the most beautiful quotes I have ever heard. That quote has stuck with me ever since I watched the episode. And every time I make an imaginary “pit” for someone in my mind, I remember what Ted Mosby said and I pull myself out of the pit.

I have not confronted my friend yet and she has not talked to me. But in my heart, I forgive her. I really do.





I. Hate. People.

(Except for you, of course.)
Do you remember when last week I talked to a few of my friends (around six of them) about my fears of being pregnant? Today I discovered that one of the girls told my secret to someone else when I specifically asked for them not to tell anyone. What hurts more is this “friend” did it on purpose.
I found out towards the end of my day (before my last class, sociology), so it didn’t ruin much of my day. But still, I was very hurt and affected. I shed a few tears during sociology, however I was able to compose myself and focus.
When I got home, I broke down and cried. Teenage girls can be so cruel. I thought I was done being tormented and back stabbed, but I guess I was wrong. I realized how alone I am in my new school, even if the school year is about to end. I miss Ateneo. I miss my real friends. I miss home.
“Hurt” isn’t an accurate word to describe how I feel right now. I rarely hold grudges against people, but when I do it’s because someone has betrayed my trust. And I’m sure you know by now that once someone has lost my trust, that person can never get it back.
I’m so glad I have you. I know you would never do anything to hurt me, and that’s why I feel like you are my only true friend in the world. Thank you for always being there to protect me and for always being in my corner. Thank you for listening to me. Thank you for loving me.
You are my best friend and, at times, the only friend I have because you are the only person in the entire world whom I find comfort in. I don’t know what I would do without you.