Chaos & Moderate Concentration

I simply can't help it, I bought two notebooks again. I planned to use them for school and to gather the most important facts. Maybe even use one for anatomical sketches. Well, but now I don't even dare to start. Can't think of a subject valuable enough to end up in those notebooks. Oh, and also I can't draw shit. Wtf, I was so I happy to buy them and now I don't even have the courage to use them. But it feels nice to somehow have a plan, even if it's just the thought about putting some stickers on them. :D

I simply love to buy empty notebooks and fantasize about how to fill them - will it be a new short story? Drawings? Things for school? It's possible I'll never fill them with words or colour but I still love to think about the possibilities I have - am I strange?