Kayleigh Foran's Blog

7 Billion people all alive at once.

kayleighforan — Thu, 19 Jan 2012 00:16:30 +0000

It’s amazing when you think about it. 7 billion people, all alive at once.. People are multibillionaires, yet millions of men, women and children live off less then the equivalent of $1 a day.. & many more living off even less. Scraping their survival. All while you, I and billions more of the worlds population are sitting cosy and warm in our centrally heated homes, typing away on our computers, laptops, iPads & the latest smartphones. All wishing we had the newest, latest, shiniest things. Wasting hundreds of dollars on items that we don’t honestly need. When those people are questioning how and when there next meal will be. People are born & people die each and every second. My mind hurts just thinking about it. Doesn’t yours?

The Little Hermit Crab.

kayleighforan — Thu, 05 Jan 2012 05:27:23 +0000

After writing the last post on actually taking action. Not just waiting around for faith, actually trying to make things happen, bettering your life so to speak. The little protective bubble I had formed around me popped, I fell hard. & it hurt. Things weren’t what I though they were. Certain people weren’t that I expected, and the cycle begins again. I get hurt. Depressed, Detached from my surroundings. Retreat back into my little safe place, hide away from the world. A scared hermit crab.. retreating back to her shell. Hiding from her predators. Only venturing out to find a bigger shell when things get a little too tight. Spending her days, hidden, dark & alone. Only her own thoughts for comfort and company.

That’s me. When I give up. I hide. Trying to make myself into one of ’those girls’ pretty, skinny.. perfect. Like so many others I know. However hard I try it never seems to work, so I give up on that too. I go back into the harsh glare of reality, feeling the suns rays beating down on my weary face, dragging myself back to normality one step at a time. I seem to not care what people think of me any more, then im free. People become part of me again, I let them in again. Being to trust them too much, get hurt. & the cycle continues. ‘That Vicious Cycle’.

Make the decision, No one else will.

kayleighforan — Fri, 30 Dec 2011 00:38:24 +0000

There is a funny word called courage that I’ve never really possessed a lot of. Lately I’ve been up, down, & neither up nor down. Teenage emotions have run riot in the last couple of months. Still causing quite some havoc but I think since ive found myself fighting harder for things that I know in my heart & soul are right ive become less timid, began making the first move, not waiting for faith to bring it too me.. because faith can be a slow bastard. I’ve realised that if you want to change your life, you have to do it by yourself. No one will change for you, no one will make the effort. No one will even notice things needed to be changed in the first place.

Lyrics, or poetry put to song?

kayleighforan — Sun, 04 Dec 2011 22:23:56 +0000

The Oxford english dictionary’s definition of lyrics is ‘an expression of something in brief sentences or stanzas’.

Lyrics are much more than that, they tell stories, express emotions, and release otherwise trapped feelings out into the world- many of the greatest story’s of time are told in song. Be it the folk tales of the first settlers long ago.. To the latest chart music telling tales of love and heartache. Lyrics bring new life into an otherwise meaningless piece of music.. Beats and melodies strung together, now have purpose, meaning, new life. Words. Phrases. Poetry, They all have purpose, weather the listener appreciates this or not many of the creators will never know.

Go Ahead.. Do It!

kayleighforan — Tue, 25 Oct 2011 19:48:14 +0000

Happiness, it’s something everyone wants.. That nearly everyone says they feel but few truly have. It’s a rarity, pure, clean, free from the harsh reality of life.. People want it.. People cry for it.. I mean sure I’ve been happy. Thats in the past thought. I’ve developed into someone I don’t like.. People close to me haven’t noticed yet but that’s no fault of there own.. Im just a good actress.. I just want someone to give me a hug is that too much to ask for, a hug is completely free to give, free to receive, but it could change someone’s day.. You know you want to..

What Awaits?

kayleighforan — Sat, 01 Oct 2011 13:09:40 +0000

The big bad world outside of school. Its something I haven’t had much interaction with, My focus in recent weeks has been on school. The idea that the leaving cert really does matter hit me, and hit me hard. The sudden realisation scared me. What if I fail? If I don’t get enough points for my course? Will I ever succeed in radio, broadcasting and media? I mean sure, I love broadcasting, I love the freedom it gives me to say what I want to say, play the music I want to play but will passion alone help me out there?

Kayleigh,

(Student, Radio broadcaster, Sound technician.)

What Is It?

kayleighforan — Sun, 28 Aug 2011 02:26:24 +0000

Expression is a funny concept. Every one’s definition is different, for some, expression is spoken, for others it is written, it is visual.. Creativity is a beautiful thing that can be expressed in so many different mediums, be it film, music, art, design.. the list is endless & constantly evolving.

Judging creation is impossible, one persons idea of beautiful, is another persons ugly.. In a way, we create ourselves, we alter our appearance, change our personalities, shape our surroundings. Breathing life into an otherwise normal lifestyle.. but define normality?

Its impossible..

Change,

kayleighforan — Wed, 10 Aug 2011 00:44:08 +0000

It’s quite weird when you think about it, how much one person can change in such a short insignificant amount of time, 1 year, 365 days, 8760 hours, 525600 minutes.. One year of many yet to be lived.. With change, happiness does not always follow.. Sometimes, the grass isn’t greener on the other side. Although you are more mature now, you have goals, a better appearance, more expression in your stride.. You secretly wish to go back, to before you cared what people though of you, how they judged you..

You were free back then in childish expression, no worries, the weight of the world seemed so light, so light you could almost fly… your wings were spread, they gleamed, catching the golden rays of summer.. Now, you understand the term ‘stress’ & ‘planning ahead for your future’, you understand that one small move can change that path… weather or not it’s set in stone..

It’s often been mistaken that the one who smiles the most is the happiest, more often than not, that person is hiding behind that smile.. its more of a game for them, seeing how long they can fool people into thinking that there truly happy, before someone notices, & if some one does notice?

DENY DENY DENY!

Looseing over a stone weight, Dyeing your hair blue & getting a scaffold… hmmm..

Peace, Kay