Bullet Journal 101

You’re probably wondering what this is. Or you already know about this, and you’re checking out my version of it.

So, I’ll get to it directly. Stating the obvious, the Bullet journal, is a Journal, but better than “a journal”. Typically, a Journal is defined as  “a daily record of news and events of a personal nature or a diary.”, but a bullet journal, is a journal that does more than that. It helps you organise your events, tasks, and appointments, very well with your own personal touch.

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a weekly spread(left) and a monthly log (right)

A bullet journal is something that you can personalise to your will, but there are some ground rules to it, though, it’s your wish to break them, again, ’cause rule breaking is fun, isn’t it?

Typically, a ‘BuJo’ consists of:

  • An Index
  • A Future Log
  • A Monthly Log
  • A Weekly Log
  • A Daily Log.
  • Trackers
  • Quotes

I’ve been Bullet Journaling for about a year. Looking, at the idea, I immediately fell in love with its concept. I’m a typical teenager with mood swings, so I can get super organised, or super disorganised in the blink of an eye. BuJoing has certainly helped me be organised, and seeing other people’s ideas and sharing, everything about it was fun.

You’re probably super confused about all the ‘logs’. Allow me to break it down.

Firstly, you have to pick a notebook. Any notebook would do. Literally, any notebook would do. Some preferences you might want to look at are:

  • At least about 200 pages
  • A Dotted/ squared notebook. (I really wouldn’t recommend a ruled one, but again it’s your notebook, so your say.)
  • Typically, people would use the Leuchtturm1917, or the RhodiaWebNotebook of A5 paper, but seriously, just any notebook that you’re comfortable with would do.
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2018’s Bullet journal.

For 2017’s I used an unruled notebook of about 300 pages. For one thing, do not use a diary. Like, I’ve seen people use it, and see then get frustrated and stop midway, so it’s not a great idea.

Moving on, open your notebook and smell that ish. Aah, the smell of a new book. Now grab a pen and write your name on the first page. and some extra details of your own. For example, I wrote a poem of Noor Unnahar’s that tells me how much potential I contain. Then, you will need to write your ‘Key’. This will be a set of symbols, which you will be using for your journal.

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Now, skip about two pages (this’ll be your index) and gear up for some real art work. Grab some markers and welcome 2018. ‘Hello 2018’ or your ‘Goals’ or some inspiring stuff like ‘The year of Shash’ (get the ‘The Middle’ reference ;)).


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2018’s welcoming.;)

After this is done, you do the future log. The future log, is for making a note of your future events and appointments. Sketch out the calendar for the year, and mark  birthdays, and other upcoming events, as they come by.

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Now, for the index. Start marking page numbers , at the right bottom corner. Start page one from the future log. and go on. You will need to mark it with your hand or get a book that already has page numbers.

After the future log, get started with your monthly log. your monthly log consists of, a spread of the month, where you can note down events, for the following month.

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monthly log

Next, comes your weekly log. Your weekly log is an overview of the week. Here, you can merge your daily and weekly log, allowing you note down your tasks as well as events, for the day, and also review your week.

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a weekly spread(left) and a monthly log (right)
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a daily log I tried, it went quite well, and helped in better organisation

I only use the merged version of weekly/ daily log, because I generally don’t have a very elaborate day, but if you’re a busy person, you might wanna consider using the daily log to plan better .

Then, come the trackers, Your trackers can be to track literally anything. Habit tracker, Water Consumption tracker, Spend tracker, Books you’ve read, Movies you’ve watched/ wanna watch.  You can draw out these trackers next to your weekly log, or monthly log or track on a daily basis too.

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a study tracker I made.

Trackers are a great way to become more organised. You can add inspirational quotes, poems, or even some thoughts and feelings of your own. I sometimes write my own poems in my BuJo, like this one below.

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So, that’s all I got. Remember, this is your journal and feel free to doodle, paint, brush letter or do it the neat scheduled way, just give it your personalised touch. Also, if you did try out the BuJo, you can share how it went with me ūüôā

Pro Tip: If you wanna share how your BuJo went, to all, you might wanna consider sharing it on you social media, especially Instagram, where you get to see other people’s works too. You can also find mine!



The glasses. (Chapter one)

I stood up and brushed the hair out of my face. I stumbled around for my glasses and put them on. I’d rolled off my bed.

‚ÄĆI showered and dressed and headed down for breakfast. After breakfast, I decided to read a book, so I settled in my bed and started to read, and then, I dozed off, with the book in my hand. 

I woke up and rubbed my eyes. What was the time?? 2:00pm. What?? I’d started to read at 10:00am..I’d slept through for four hours…! No way! I wasn’t much of a sleepyhead! 

I rubbed my eyes and headed down. And then, I saw something‚Äč and stopped dead in my tracks. It was something I’d seen before, no, I’d heard of it. I’d heard of it’s descriptions and it was exactly like how I’d imagined it to be.

It was a monster, from….GREEK MYTHOLOGY!!! It was a gorgon. But wait, this couldn’t be real. After all, it was mythology. And even if it were a gorgon, one of the three sisters, I should have turned to stone now.

I pinched myself. Nope, I wasn’t dreaming. My eyes could probably be deceiving me, I rubbed them and realized‚Äč I wasn’t wearing my glasses. I literally stumbled up the stairs and put my glasses on. 

Nope, my eyes were playing tricks on me. There was nothing. No gorgon. No Greek  Mythology. And then, I forgot all about it, not taking it too seriously.

And then it happened again. I was running home, because I was really excited. And then I fell face down, gashing my chin badly and grazing my knees and hands badly. My glasses shattered and flew across the road. I slowly got myself on my toes and slowly limped home. And then, I saw it again. The gorgon was standing next to my doorway. I was already unstable and collapsed on the spot.

I woke up hours later, and found myself in my bed. My friend had got me back in bed. I slowly got myself up and looked around. There, my friend sat next to my bed squeezing my hands. And then, one more glance, there it was! The gorgon. It was back. It was standing next to my bookshelf and peering at the book I’d been reading the first time I saw it. 

That drove me crazy. I’d seen it twice. I screamed in horror, drenching the room with a shrill sense of excitement and horror. My friend, squeezed my hand so tightly, that I felt no blood running through it.

 “WHAT THE FREAKING HELL IS GOING ON???” she screamed into my ear. “That thing, it’s a gorgon… I see something..” I panted out pointing near the bookshelf. “THERE’S NOTHING OVER THERE.” she screamed back. I fainted, over again. 

I woke up the next day. I was alone. I stumbled around for my glasses. I always wondered why I had to wear glasses. I could see perfectly, even without them. 

I couldn’t find my glasses. And then, I remembered. My glasses, they’d fallen off, the other day and they were shattered. “Great. Simply great.” I thought. And then I stood up and collapsed. I slowly got back on to bed.

 I looked around literally swearing to myself, that one more time I saw a gorgon, I’d jump off the balcony. There you go. I did see it.

 Guess what?  This time it was sitting right next to me. It stared me in the eye. I just froze. Well, I don’t know if it was because she was staring , that I’d become stoned, or I was simply stunned and stoned.

The gorgon caressed my hair. I sat there gaping. I’d just fallen and bruised every part of my body,  and then my friend had fled thinking I was a mad woman, and then there was this gorgon here caressing my hair. 

I didn’t know what to do. Should I caress her hair too?? But what if the snakes lunged back..? I mean, her hair was just a bunch of snakes. “So, how are you my li’l sissy??” she hissed. “I’m as fine as possible. Though, I’m still weak.” I hissed back, but it wasn’t me. I wasn’t talking. Someone else was in there, in me, I wasn’t talking. 

“When you leaving this girl? I’ve had enough of her. Always screaming or over- reacting.” said Stheno‚Äč. I didn’t know how I figured her name, but I just knew it at the moment. “Gimme sometime. This girl has something up. She can see you when I ain’t awake in her soul.” I said back. 


 I could see without my glasses. I could see a whole new world, and I could stare Stheno‚Äč in the eye without turning to stone. That wasn’t all. I probably had Medusa using me for something.

To be Contd.