International Love Song

And I really, really wanna be with you
I'm so very lonely without you
I can hardly breath when you're away
Without you I might sleep away the day


So you can come and see me in my dreams
You can come and see me in my dreams


-Holiday Cho


A.K.

Fix You

When you try your best, but you don't succeed
When you get what you want, but not what you need
When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone, but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down on your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down on your face
And I...

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you


This song is just beautiful. Beautiful, but sad. Why is it sad? Because though 'I can try to fix you', the 'I' here will never succeed. He will never 'fix' the broken individual he is singing to. Only God can do that. Only He can come and take someone's stone cold heart and make it into a heart of flesh. Only He can turn that person to Him and make them a new man. Only He can 'fix' a broken person.
 I like to take this song and sometimes when I'm feeling down, I change the lyrics to 'And I will fix you'; because that is exactly what He will do. Rather than thinking of it in a sense of relying on another sinful man to guide me out of the dark tunnel, and to make me into a whole person, I rely upon God to do this.

 The first two lines of this song also remind me of people. Not just a particular individual or individuals, but just people. They're all like this-we've all gotten what we wanted but not what we needed at some point or another, and we've all lost something (or someone) that we can't replace.
 

 Just a lot of stuff to think on...

 -Argentia

-Flickering Electric Lights-

I whisper under my breath, minutes ticking by

The insanity burning behind those eyes

The voice in my ear and the way that people seem to try

To make everything make sense

It won't, but we want it to, so we're trying

We keep drifting from place to place

The time isn't on our side, it seems to be flying

But we haven't paid it any heed

There's some idiot singing Ke$ha on camera

I hate her songs but I'm listening

You're proposing some strange, new idea

I don't know about it but I nod

Yes, sure, whatever...it's always like this, isn't it?

I don't know what to say or do

People are always taking their time like this

Is it obvious that I don't want to hear?

An old song I used to listen to is playing in my head

Event's turn out badly before they happen

And I wonder if they'll just stay like that, but instead

You're saying things are going to change

Like always, I tend to debate truth and lie beyond what is healthy

The idiot stopped singing at last, but I press replay

There's an element of masochism in all of us, but this time it's not getting me

I can't let you get a hold of me, it's just not possible

There's a dragon blowing smoke in the back of my mind

An oriental icon, powerful and mysterious

And you don't care, which doesn't surprise me, people are blind

And I'm the one who's most deceived anyway

A smile's becoming more and more broken every time I see it

I can't think of what you say in this moment

Do you encourage, or do you let the pain run as it sees fit?

It's really just the two of us, gambling it away

So somewhat wasted, the time is over like it began

And I realize that I'm staring at a mess

A quiet thought enters my mind, but yet again

I swat it away before it becomes too much for me

Let me run away somewhere far off, 

and then there won't be any more problems.

Summer-full of enjoyable and not-so-very-enjoyable things...

To make a blog post....since I haven't posted in a while...

This summer has been/is interesting. Somehow, to spite being a relatively head-in-the-clouds person, the teenage/highschool drama decided to hunt me down this year. I must say that it can all be boiled down to about three points.

-God gave us our parents for a reason.

-Parents should act like parents.

-Someone isn't doing their job.

So there! I found a solution! XD

So right about now I'm being stubborn and enjoying my life, and my summer.

I've baked cookies and iced them with my little sister, I've listened to music (OWL CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!) super-loud, I've made these little drinks by taking raspberry chocolate coffee creamer (I can't have coffee because it makes me sick and everyone knows I just need more sickness) and put it in milk, stir it around, and viola! It's actually really good; flavor isn't as strong as strawberry/chocolate milk that you get in the store, or even the mix stuff. It's more...delicate. I like to go out in our front yard and sip it under our big oak tree. Our neighbors must think I'm crazy, but I don't care because...I don't care. XD

I like pink lemonade. I've been drinking a lot of that. I also have been eating a lot of food from our raised bed gardens (check it out at my mom's new blog here-http://timestooshort.blogspot.com/ ). It's all so yummy!

I've been going to Goodwill and maniac-shopping! LOL, yes, I am doing something girly! The other day I found a dress by the designer 'twenty-one.' The top part was annoying and far too low-cut, and I had no idea what to put under it to put a stop to this low-cut-ness, so I just pulled out my seam-ripper and took the top from the bottom! Viola, I have an amazing little skirt that looks so fashionable and summery. I'm wearing it Sunday. :)

I love being a teenager. Yeah, fifteen isn't QUITE everything that I bargained it would be, but maybe next year will be better. I think eventually I'll look back on fifteen and think-Wow, I didn't like it but MAN I learned a lot.

And besides. I'm having fun here at home for once. I'm not wishing I could be somewhere else. I'm not chatting with friends 24/7, and I'm actually talking to my siblings more often. I'm reading books. Books are amazing things. I recommend Lloyd Alexander. He is my new favorite author (I never had one before) and the writer of the Westmark Trilogy, the Prydain Cycle (The Black Cauldron, anyone?), and The First Two Lives of Lukas-Kasha (Amazing, unique, funny, slightly strange, rascal-starring book that I love) and many more. Go. Read. XD. I also recommend G.A. Henty, for books that are slightly more educational and don't take place in the town of Zara-Petra or the world of Westmark. I must say a lot of Henty books are very hard for me to read and I get bored about half-way through, but a few of them really have captured me and taken me along for the ride. Albeit, Henty can be a bit...repetitive, in his storylines, so can Lloyd Alexander so why am I complaining? A Henty storyline- Guy goes adventuring, guy rescues girl (or tries to), guy gets captured, guy escapes, guy gets girl and lives happily ever after. Since I'm reading a few Henty books, though, I decided I should recommend him as an author.

Other books I'm reading at present are Girls Gone Wise in a World Gone Wild (sorta like it), The Developing Child (Psychology book that I like for character development), and of course a star-gazing guide for beginners. A few years ago I do believe my mom got rid of all of her old stargazing books which really makes me want to cry that I wasn't into that sort of stuff at the time. I mean, I REMEMBER her sorting through them and I DON'T remember her keeping many.

News flash-Meteorite shower on Friday, July 29. I'm still trying to remember if that's 29^th P.M. (between 9 and 11:59) or A.M. (between 12:00 and dawn) but that doesn't really matter since it's such a spread out shower. I'll give a link later, since I'm REALLY excited about this one. Its small, but that doesn't matter to me at all. Actually, it makes me even more hyped up because I feel like a dedicated meteor-watcher because it's such a small shower that no one BUT stargazers go to.

Well...off to continue having my weird but awesome summer!!!

~A.K.~

I was sure by now...

I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

[Chorus:]
And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to you
And you raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You

But as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

[Chorus]

I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth


[Chorus 2x]

This song...makes me cry. Yes, it does. But when it started to 'rain' a while back...I heard the chorus of this song going through my head. Yes, again, I did cry. But...the peace that God gives me from this is...awesome. Just purely awesome.
 Finally (I don't have that much to say right now...haha) The lines-
 I lift my eyes unto the hills
 Where does my help come from?
 My help comes from the Lord
 The Maker of Heaven and Earth

 are really nice in there. Verses from the Word of God are ALWAYS comforting!
-Argentia Krystofel

I wrote a song....

Dare you to
Actually pick up the
Phone

Ask you to
Really mean it when you're
Gone

Come out of your hole
Come out into the light

Come out of that place
Throw it all out of sight

Please someone
Hold you, tell you what you're
Worth

Get up now
There's a reason for your
Birth

Come out of your room
Come out of your night

Come out of this dark
Come on, you'll be alright

Come out
Come on
I love you
Don't go
There....

Come out of your room
Count out of your night

Come out of this dark
Come on,
You'll be,
Alright.

So I was bored! >.<

And I am beginning to not like >.< face...

-Argentia Krystofel

Tired

Hello.

I'm tired.

My mouse isn't working. My siblings are making crafts to dirty up the kitchen I cleaned yesterday. I feel like last night I lived yesterday again, and therefore had no energy this morning. My siblings won't stop talking. My mom is too busy to do anything. I was going to have a fun day out with her tomorrow, but I need to clean the kitchen before I go.

So.

I'm listening to Kathleen Edwards! Yay! I'll feel depressed and happy and in love with the guitar all at the same time!

The song at present that has me enraptured-

Do you pick up your phone
Do you check your mail
Do you answer your door even if it's late?
I don't know who to call
I don't know who to write
And I think I forgot
What your face looks like
I've been away

Do you think that I've changed
I swear I never tried
Memory is a terrible thing
When you use it right

I guess I'm just like my dad-I like sad or lonely songs. But, seriously, I like the way Kathleen Edwards writes...See, I have a friend who once told me that he thinks each artist has their own 'style' or 'theme' in their music.

Kathleen's is about the other person, typically what they've seemingly felt or made her feel, or how she misses them or has forgotten their kindness. But, most about her theme that strike me is this-Change. She doesn't want him to change her; force her into someone she isn't.

And, as the lines above suggest, she doesn't want to change if he's happy with who she really is.

This communicates me very well. I do not like changing for other people, unless, of course, what I'm doing is sinful. I'll change for Christ. But not for someone that just wants one of my quirks to suit them better.

Okay, I guess that's enough seriousness. XD I just am really tired, so being serious is natural. I also have a lot going on with a friend, and I really wish I could help her, but I've said some things to the only person that could help her that will prevent her from being helped...AGH! *sigh*

I guess I should reflect on the only thing I can reflect on-The beautiful cranberry-apple pie I made yesterday. It was delicious, and I got to eat the last piece and lick the pan! Mmmmmm...but, my bro didn't like it b/c of the cranberries-They made it very sour to him. But I love a bit (okay, a lot!) of tart in my pie!

Well, I guess I've vented...now, to master the art of keeping my thoughts inside and not venting them! lol

-Argentia Krystofel ♥