This wasn’t my first one, and it wouldn’t be my last one either.
My first “bullet journal” was merely just a small pocket notebook where I kept everything about me in it. It kept me organized in my chaotic life: it was the peace in the pandemonium.
I didn’t know about bullet journals after I finished my first pocket notebook. And after some research and goofing around, I decided to start an actual bullet journal.
I feel very guilty because maybe I should be spending more time practising and studying instead of doodling inside a fancy notebook?
Also have a merry merry Christmas!