You may have heard about the artsy trend that started popping up on Instagram a couple years ago involving a dotted notebook, colorful pens, calligraphy and a whole lot of organization. And if you haven’t, you need to. Bullet journaling is one of the best things I’ve ever done.
A bullet journal is essentially a DIY planner, to-do list, journal, scrapbook and creative outlet all rolled into one. In other words, it’s whatever you want it to be. The next time you’re taking a (well-deserved) study break and have the urge to click on the “Oddly Satisfying” Snapchat story, simply go to Pinterest and search “bullet journal” instead. I assure you, the elegant handwriting and beautiful weekly layouts will be so much more satisfying. Hopefully your dive down the Pinterest hole will even inspire you to start a bullet journal of your own.
I first heard of bullet journaling three years ago after my sister came home from a bullet journaling workshop and could not stop raving about it. I’ve always loved art and journaling, and the concept of pairing the two together was like a dream come true. Upon hearing my sister’s glowing review, I asked for a Leuchtturm1917 dotted journal and brush pens for my birthday and spent my entire winter break starting my bullet journal. The random to-do lists I always had scattered around my room disappeared as I added them into my journal instead. My thoughts and my life in general became a lot less cluttered because I gave myself a designated space to brain dump any random ideas or tasks I didn’t want to forget.
I’m someone who loves (and needs) to have organization in her life, and aesthetic organization just makes it a thousand times better. I’ve transformed my schedule so that my Sundays, usually the most dreaded day of the week, are my bullet journal/get my life together days. I’ll go to a coffee shop with my friends or put on (too many) episodes of New Girl to set up the upcoming week, writing down my assignments and events and mentally preparing myself for what’s to come. It gives me a moment to breathe and take time for myself, to do something I love, which can be all-too-easily forgotten in the midst of a hectic school week.