A little over a week ago was my 22nd birthday. Boy, time flies when you’re having fun. Whilst I’m years out of the teen-zone already, I’m still regarded as ‘the baby’ in my circle of friends. I’m sure they’re just jealous. HA! (Please don’t tell my friends I said this). Aside from me becoming one year older, May marks the birthday of 9outoften as well! I can’t believe my little corner on the Internet is 3 this year! Crazy, I’m telling you. I never thought people would actually enjoy reading what I’ve got to say, and have to say that through blogging and meeting you lot, I’ve grown as a person and met the greatest and loveliest bunch. Yes, I’m talking about YOU. Honestly, I didn’t think anyone would like to listen to what I had to say. And to see how my journey’s been, I’m grateful for every single reader and follower. I couldn’t do it without you. No, seriously.
Being older comes with making hard decisions (I think?) and the hardest one I’ve had to make as of recently is that I need to accept the fact that I can’t keep up with my old blogging schedule. You may have noticed that I’ve been unable to keep up my Mon, Wed, Fri and Sun posting schedule consistently, for err… a consistent few months now. I keep going back and out of routine, mainly because of the never-ending amount of deadlines that are on my plate. Being a Masters student is definitely proving to be slightly more challenging and time consuming than I actually expected and whilst I’m doing good in terms of my studies, I feel terrible for not keeping my end of the promise.
Lots of rambling aside, I’ve decided to overhaul and disregard my previous blogging schedule completely. It’s just not realistic for me and I genuinely feel bad for not being able to provide good and consistent content for you, my readers. I mean… after all, you’re the reason why I’m doing what I’m doing. (That and the fact I’m just ridiculously in love and obsessed with beauty). So, long story short: 9outoften will not stop churning out content, but I’ll have to limit my posts to 1-2 a week. I feel that this way I can actually keep my end of the promise and not compromise in terms of the content you signed up for.
I’m nearly finished with my Masters, which is insanely crazy and terrifying at the same time. I’ve always been that girl who knew what she wanted to do next. Always. I just knew what my next step in life would be, where my next chapter would start. The summer will be spent writing my dissertation, which will be the last chapter of my #PostGradLife. And whereas I have no clue what my plans are exactly (I may move back to London, Amsterdam or who knows where), I do know that my passion in beauty never has and never will change. You can’t get rid of me peeps, at least not yet.