tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21279051117923055342024-03-05T01:01:21.411-05:00Girl meets world.C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.comBlogger110125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-85809852048738217272010-10-07T21:25:00.001-04:002010-10-07T21:25:22.231-04:00RELOCATED.<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">http://writtencocaine.tumblr.com</span></span>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-14187761839416802952010-07-13T22:14:00.001-04:002010-07-13T22:16:42.849-04:00I hate unappreciative people.You ever lose something, and not notice you lost it until you have a need for it? It happens all the time. And you know why? Because we never appreciate anything until we need it. And its not fair, we should appreciate everything and everybody important to us all the time, not just when it/they are useful to us. Especially people, <strong>humans are not meant to be used</strong>.<br /><br />Nobody knows what tomorrow may bring, so be sure to let those in your life know how important they are to you, and how much you love them.<br /><br />'Tis all.<br /><br />:)C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-51006420178826188252010-06-29T10:34:00.003-04:002010-06-29T10:38:34.198-04:00The strength of a man.The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice,<br />it's in the gentle words he whispers.<br /><br />The strength of a man isn't how many friends he has,<br />it's how good of a friendship he has with his children.<br /><br />The strength of a man isn't how respected he is in the streets,<br />it's how respected he is at home.<br /><br />The strength of a man isn't how hard he hits,<br />it's how tender he touches.<br /><br />The strength of a man isn't the weight he can lift,<br />it's the burdens he can carry.C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-62459950689998669362010-05-24T21:30:00.002-04:002010-05-24T21:35:52.903-04:00Things are finally starting to look up.I knew something great was gonna happen, I knew it. And I couldn't have been more right. I'm at SUCH a good place in my life right now, can't <em>nobody</em> bring me down. Things were rough for a minute, but I have a feeling it's all uphill from here...... I'm keeping my head up and I'm leaving behind all of those that once left me.<br /><br />With that being said, I got a new job. A better one, much much better. But I'm not telling anybody anything about it because niggas like to hate on your shine. I don't need anybody putting an evil eye over what I got. My relationship is amazing, it's better than anything I could have ever asked for - I thank God every day for sending such a perfect person my way. Same as with my job, I'm not telling anybody anything about me and minez because not only is it not anybodys business, but I don't need these thirsty ass hoes hating on what I got and they don't. My relationship with my mom is great, my car is great, bills are being paid on time, the weather's nice.... <strong>Everything is perfect right now.</strong>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-31204050815727696842010-05-15T20:23:00.003-04:002010-05-15T20:25:10.385-04:00Twitter, anybody?<span style="font-size:500%;">twitter.com<br />/ayocee</span>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-30571707793223027142010-05-12T15:17:00.002-04:002010-05-12T15:22:40.274-04:00Newest addition to my family!<a href="http://www.8thcivic.com/forums/members/68323-albums3708-picture22401.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.8thcivic.com/forums/members/68323-albums3708-picture22401.jpg" /></a> Okay so... Maybe not so new, lol. I bought him in March. I just don't think I posted a picture yet. It's not the Acura TL I've always wanted..... But I love it anyways. It's a 2008 Civic, if you can't tell. It's a standard, and it's equipped with a Honda navigation system. Love it! You see how dark my tints were? I miss that. MA laws suck, so I had to remove them in order for my car to pass inspection. So yeah. His name is <strong>Ghost</strong> :)C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-13189661649331997922010-05-12T01:24:00.004-04:002010-05-12T01:27:22.803-04:00"This too shall pass"<a href="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs503.snc3/26428_1304381724676_1084493712_30970552_285533_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs503.snc3/26428_1304381724676_1084493712_30970552_285533_n.jpg" /></a> Here's my (almost) latest tattoo. I got another one after this, but this one is still fairly new. I got in on April 7th, 2010. I love it so much! Basically, I got it to remind me that "this too shall pass." Every rough time I go through, WILL eventually pass. So when I look in the mirror in the morning, and everytime I look over my shoulder - I see these words of inspiration, and it just reminds me too keep my head up. Because even if it seems far away, recovery is ALWAYS an option. In the opposite sense though, I also got it to remind me to never take anything for granted - and to always look at everything as if I'm seeing it for the first or last time. Because like all BAD things, all GOOD things shall too pass someday.<br /><div></div>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-46847427411189139952010-05-12T01:20:00.006-04:002010-05-12T01:23:58.859-04:00Bite ME<a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs449.ash1/24717_1318057186554_1084493712_30999180_5100984_n.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 258px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs449.ash1/24717_1318057186554_1084493712_30999180_5100984_n.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;">Just kidding, don't bite me. <em>Only my boyfriend can do that ;)</em> But here's a pic. It's been a while since I posted one. The blonde is gone. I got sick of it, so I went back to the dark brown. I think it looks better dark, anyways... But I love love love the curls! They just take forever to do, since my hair is naturally wavy. Curling irons FTW!<br /></span><br /><div></div>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-27872974659250113862010-05-12T01:14:00.002-04:002010-05-12T01:19:20.924-04:00Love storyNow baby you're the truth so I'm just being honest<br />You treat me like a queen so that's why you're my highness<br />That means king, it seems I've known you for the longest<br />Funny how we connected on the low like Vonage<br />Over time, we gon' be fine, like wine<br />And I'll never put another over <strong>MINE</strong><br />And I aint tryna blow ya head up like reefer<br />but we got chemistry to the point we need a beaker<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">♥</span>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-81054479985081525432010-05-12T01:13:00.001-04:002010-05-12T01:14:28.252-04:00Word to the wise.<span style="font-size:300%;"><strong>With every step you take, a HATER will take two. For a hater to hate, they have to follow... You know who else follows? Fans. Just be mindful of those who surround you. Never surround yourself with those who wish to see your downfall.</strong></span>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-39909363909545516332010-05-08T11:55:00.003-04:002010-05-08T12:07:58.692-04:00I hate unappreciative ass people.If I'm constantly going out of my way for someone, doing them favors and shit that I don't even need to be doing - then I wanna be <strong>recognized</strong>! I don't just want some <em>pat-on-the-back</em> "thanks buddy" type shit. But it is what it is, I guess. Some people are only cool with you when they need something. <span style="font-size:130%;">Oh and I'm doing great, <em>not that you asked or anything</em>.</span><br /><br /><strong>A N Y W A Y S.</strong><br /><br />I've had my car since March 27th. I love it so much! I finally got the standard I've always wanted :) I've run into some problems with it though. I've been driving so much, ya know - doing favors for someone - so my right tires are making a weird noise. I need to have that checked out, just havent had the time. Also, a few weeks ago, I was coming out of my friends driveway (which is really high and my car is lowered) and I hit my lower front bumper on pavement :( I felt like <strong>crying</strong>, deadass. I can fix that myself, I just need to get some color-match paint from Honda, and I haven't had the time to do that. And then just this past week, I unlocked my car and noticed someone hit me! It was a hit and run! This time, I didn't feel like crying, <strong>I felt like KILLING someone</strong>, lol. They hit my rear driver's side. And I know it was a white car because they left paint on my tire/wheel. There were a bunch of scratches, but I got most of them off myself. I still need to go through insurance, though - because there are dents and some scratches I couldn't get off myself. My premium is gonna be through the roof :( More than it already is, that is.<br /><br />I got a speeding ticket last week for $185.... Ugh, I need to stop speeding! Well, nevermind. Anyways, I'm taking that one to court. I got it in Maine, so driving three hours just to speak to a judge for five minute is gonna suck, but whatever. I don't think I should have to pay for this one. I was going 80 in a 65, but it was late and night and I was tired - and there were no other cars on the highway at all. It was on I-95. Stupid state troopers :(C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-9052588298713211602010-05-06T20:10:00.003-04:002010-05-06T20:15:29.662-04:00Battle wounds.I've been left with them - and as much as I try to pretend that it never happened and that I never got hurt, the scars are there. And I guess I'm afraid to give myself 100% to anybody else for this reason..... I'm afraid of being taken for granted, being cheated on, being lied to, etc. And <em>although he promises he won't hurt me,</em> the LAST one promised the same - & look what happened. I know it's unfair to compare the two, but after what I went through, I just can't help it. I <strong>wish</strong> I could get past this, it seems so silly. But then it all comes back to the MISERY I went through for six whole days.... And it just makes me wonder if its worth it. I seem to have found an amazing person, and now that I'm older, I should be able to go into this with a clear head, a clear heart, ready for whatever comes my way. And I want that, I swear I do - I want to make it to the TOP with him..... <em>But am I wrong to be afraid?</em>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-37730952538880940452010-05-01T20:07:00.002-04:002010-05-01T20:11:40.377-04:00La la la laI'm no romantic. Quite the opposite, actually. I've been called <b>cold hearted</b> on multiple occasions. But this kid.... he makes me want to change that. He has me going out of my way, doing corny shit just to make him smile. Got me wanting to hold hands through the park and shit. Stuff like that. I've always been afraid to showcase my emotions, in fear that they'll be taken for granted.. But I feel like it's okay this time.C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-59958511799149261462010-04-30T01:11:00.000-04:002010-04-30T01:22:45.320-04:00It's been a while...I keep losing focus on this blog.<div><br /></div><div>Promise imma be back soon =]</div>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-90753307072137965672010-04-18T12:27:00.001-04:002010-04-18T12:27:18.797-04:00formspring.methis is that REAL shit to make you FEEL shit . . ask me whatever ;) <a href="http://formspring.me/carolineisgreat" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/carolineisgreat</a>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-9803247266164357142010-04-11T12:37:00.001-04:002010-04-11T12:38:35.625-04:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>When you truly care for someone, you don’t look for their faults. You don’t look for answers to their imperfections. You don’t look for mistakes. Instead, you fight the mistakes. You accept the faults, and you overlook excuses. The measure of love is when you love without measure. There are rare chances that you'll meet the person you love and who loves you in return. So once you have it, don’t let it go. Because your chance may NEVER come again.</strong></span>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-51311888879460815342010-03-31T22:36:00.001-04:002010-03-31T22:40:21.714-04:00- - -If you like someone, and you want them to stick around, then why would you ever make them feel unimportant? I just don't understand. <strong>Man, I swear I just can't win and that's the story of my life.</strong> I hate being single, but if it's to constantly be let down by someone I'm with - <em>then I would rather be alone</em>. Or would I? Honestly these words are becoming nonsense and they don't even mean anything to me anymore, but I'm sick and tired of this. Just let me luck up and find someone real...... Just one time. <em>Please?</em>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-31492122396916407042010-03-25T22:47:00.002-04:002010-03-25T22:51:09.322-04:00Listen to this ;)These dudes are nice, no lie. You might as well just download the mixtapes now, so when they blow up, which they WILL, you can say you were one of tha first..... 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Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-74334606331238783642010-03-20T22:37:00.001-04:002010-03-20T22:38:51.481-04:00I hate drama.You ever had a feeling that someone was talking shit behind your back? You can tell just by the way they be looking at you. Like when there's three of you together & you're the first one to leave - you know them two talk about you the second you walk away.... I think that's going on right now. & I swear, this is why I stay SOLO. I just hate females so much, <strong>deadass</strong>!C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-23651288799166352182010-03-19T13:11:00.001-04:002010-03-19T13:11:32.583-04:00formspring.meHI HATER :) <a href="http://formspring.me/carolineisgreat" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/carolineisgreat</a>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-15127609917016656912010-03-19T00:22:00.002-04:002010-03-19T00:26:35.315-04:00Why are people so nosy?I have this <em>friend</em> from work . . . We're REAL cool so we're always together. When my store's dead, I go kick it w/ him at his store, which is riiiiight next to mines. Well there are these girls in the mall who are crushing on him hardbody, & they just feel the need to constantly stare & talk shit every time we're together -_- Like wow, what is this, high school? Today me & dude left the mall & went out for lunch... We were gone for like two and a half hours (when you're the BOSS, you can do that lmao) . . When we got back, everyone was staring asking where we went & why we were gone for so long. Like wow, REALLY? He got off at 7:30 & I stayed 'til 9:00, and usually if I leave first he walks me to my car, & seeing as how HE left <em>first</em>, I walked him to his car . . & people really stared like the whole time. Dude like can I fuckin walk my friend to his car? Wow these hating ass bitches, I swear. I hate people who are nosy. Like jus mind your fuckin business & worry about YOURS cuz I got <strong>mines</strong>.<br /><br />Damn.C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-10113594718959789032010-03-16T02:03:00.002-04:002010-03-16T02:09:50.654-04:00SURPRISE!If you going to see your man/girl, why the fuck would you alert them ahead of time that you are coming? Surprise is a bitch. <span style="font-size:130%;">Think about it, if a dude got some shorty on his dick, and he get a text message from his girl saying <em><span style="font-size:180%;">"I will be there in 15 minutes."</span></em> He is going to get that bitch out of there, wipe his dick off, clear the messages and recent calls out his phone, get under the covers and when wifey come he's gonna stunt like he's just waking up.</span> You should never let ya girl/man know when you coming. <strong>Surprise is a bitch, surprise is how you find out what you need to find out.</strong> You won't EVER find out any good shit announcing when you going to be somewhere. The police wouldn't catch nobody if they <strong>ANNOUNCED</strong> what time they was coming to kick ya fuckin door in. Surprise is a bitch and it's <strong>free</strong>, <em>so use it</em>. It don't cost a dime to surprise the shit out they ass, shit if you surprise them and aint nothing going on, you be loving them even more, if you surprise them and you do find out something out, well at least you know now. <strong>Either way, you can't lose.</strong>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-15257464259982907862010-03-15T23:29:00.002-04:002010-03-15T23:33:08.898-04:00"hey wuz gud ma u got a man"Seriously? People actually say that? <em>Still</em>?! Oh man . . . These men, excuse me, these <strong>boys</strong>, have yet to learn. First of all . . . We have NO mutual friends on Facebook/MySpace/whatever, <span style="font-size:130%;">how the fuck did you find me?</span> Second of all . . . <strong>You can't spell</strong>. You expect me to give you the time of day and your unintelligent ass can't even spell a simple sentance consisting of less than 10 words? You really think imma write back? <strong>You sound desperate as fuck</strong>, and I understand that my shit says single - but niggas still be doing this when the shit clearly say IN A RELATIONSHIP. My nigga, <span style="font-size:180%;">you don't pay attention to what my profile say, you can't spell, you sound desperate, oh AND ya ugly</span>. And you have the nerve to write to me on some "u got a man" bullshit. <em>Get the fuck outta here forreal.</em>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-56236055267305741702010-03-15T22:15:00.001-04:002010-03-15T22:15:34.097-04:00i couldd see you in thiss !
http://i42.tinypic.com/10cn8sy.jpg<p class="formspringmeAnswer">i could see myself driving that too lol :) i like tha wheels on it</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://formspring.me/carolineisgreat">Ask/tell me anything!</a></p>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127905111792305534.post-80954941073676767922010-03-14T19:33:00.009-04:002010-03-14T19:52:07.221-04:00Random 101<div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448637870865592514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDckbE4E78cVbC2vYYuhtM5lvsij9TLAmCREuP7Ka53erIEYVi3FvjGg7s-OsVeSa3mQM_MlkYMeKnMrWIMSTT7xKqmVplyEi5KCb3_rg0Te8HPC5b3y6GgMFKhQsRUO8jcqc5e6NJns/s320/24541_1284528148349_1084493712_30926948_6930412_n.jpg" /> That's the inside of my new car :) I looooove it, I think it's <strong>so sick</strong>! I posted it on FB but I figured I'd put it on here too . . . I'm gassed, lol. It's a 2008 Honda Civic EX Navi, 5 spd of course! I can't drive it 'til Thursday cuz my insurance agent is outta the state on vacation - & I'm not gonna risk driving it w/out insurance. That's how I lost my Saab, I drove it around w/out insurance & I got stuck in a flood sooo my car suffered water damage :( Que saaaad.<br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448638891834286082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioc6YO3fSlena-xGOv27HBJDINLOl2knu86D8iiI1TdngM-8gyV6m1WsJC0rKCTySynFewiSsqMx5iuOZLMM3-G7PH_mCzgvMlrtDrAlrR0EeTodYPPC8ILBZ_2UE39R5_1NjLnYiTZxQ/s320/26977_1222792725752_1106994913_569319_7437662_n.jpg" /></div>I got court on April 13th for my speeding ticket that I got on August 3rd of '09 . . . This case been going on FOREVER & I just can't wait for it to be over! I was going 115 in a 65, and if the judge doesn't "excuse" it then it's gonna go on my record as a felony :( not only that, but imma have to re-do driving school, take a 1yr suspension period, & pay a shit load of money. I got my fingers crossed that I can win this shit.</div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448639625022674914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDzvkN7M_Zr6cB7BU8HMtArgQ6u60c-j1LpShbCJyTcszyBavtV1fBzFk3c-KwhnG0wAswNrgSL6Dwt1dUva5DprJ6LI5TFJHf1tcudFpWvvbPxlOaFzgwbsFbMT-axGuOxeSM2AS4PQ/s320/z203773739.png" /></div><br /><div><div><div>When Alex and I broke up, I didn't go to school for like two weeks, so I fell behind OD! This week we're on Spring break, soooo imma take this time to study all the shit I missed - & my teachers are gonna let me make up everything, thank god! When I go back to school on tha 22nd, imma give it my ALL like I was doing before, cuz this is for my future sooo I gotta stay focused ;) & like the picture says . . . <em>it will all be worth it in the end</em>.</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448640917693403794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm0GpJ3n5NYrQK4nTUlW3vrZ6r3_3K2cEpQZLMj5mRh3C9RaBkjy48EJFL24rs40sE0LZQeM_5d4X1vvDNjfVUEonMYjDZea8R1aWMdPi3X3MPFQ3s-bqES3C1qKge4eUcBxLxpU4bvkY/s320/167p7va.png" /></div><div>Soooo..... <em>I have a new boo</em> :) ahhhhh man <strong>he makes me smile all day long</strong> - it's crazy. I'm not gonna say much about it becuz I know people are steady hating on me & what I do, & this is something I definitely want to work out, so imma keep it private deadass. But he's so cute & so sweet & he treats me sooooooo good.</div></div></div></div>C. Araujohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14864653998419901344noreply@blogger.com3