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Higher quality calendar scans from


on twitter! The event featured in the calendar image is actually listed.  I’ve also listed the illustrator of each image. 

  • Cover: Barcelona Gala (Itou Noriko) 
  • Image #1- World Team Trophy (Itou Noriko) 
  • Image #2- Onsen on Ice Hasetsu Exhibition (Tadashi Hiramatsu) 
  • Image #4- Training Camp (Itou Noriko) 
  • Image #3- Start of the Grand Prix Series  (Tadashi Hiramatsu)
  • Image #5- Yuuri & Victor at the GPF in Nagoya  (Itou Noriko)
  • Image #6-  Worlds Gala Finale (Kubo Mitsurou) 

I meant to make a lasagna tonight but I fell asleep and woke up and had 2 bowls of cereal so I’m not hungry and don’t want to cook. Whatever I’ll do it tomorrow.

Today didn’t go exactly how I planned but it was still a nice day.  I slept okay enough last night. I used that app again and according to that I never made it to deep sleep and was up as much as I was asleep. Sounds about right. I got up at 8 but reset my alarm for another hour, I didn’t care to be awake yet.

I was going to wash my hair this morning but as I was eating breakfast Don sent out an email reply to the freshmen that we are no longer casting this week and will be learning the lathe instead. But then I thought maybe I had jumped the gun and made a mistake sending out that email reminder yesterday. And my anxiety just jumped through the roof.  I was mostly sure I was right but I wasn’t sure and I was worried. So I got myself together and biked up to the school.

It was another beautiful day out but I didn’t embrace it as much as I did yesterday. I got up to main campus and waited for Don and we talked about the email and it was all okay. He said it was a good email and I didn’t screw up. He thought it was funny that my thesis meeting yesterday was 3 hours long cause he would have left way before that. I filled him in on everything we talked about and what needs to happen in the next couple weeks to pull this shit off. There is still a lot to do but I can do it. I’m terrified but the fears on the back burner.

I dipped my piece anyway even if we are putting off the pour, and went to work on my paper. I still couldn’t focus though so I didn’t get as much done as I wanted. I fixed a bunch of my sources and just some general editing. But really I wanted to go home.

I biked to my studio for a second but headed home not long after that. I sorted out my laundry and put a load in. I got a bubble clay mask in the mail! And my new spoon ring. I actually got 2 but the other one is to large and I don’t like it as much. Maybe I can give it as a gift to someone. I am in love with the daffodil one though its beautiful and feels so nice on my finger and I’m thrilled to death.

I finished doing my laundry and chilled for most of the day. I made grilled cheeses for lunch and watched tv. Vacuumed a little. I just didn’t want to do anything and I just felt exhausted. I still feel exhausted honestly but its fine. Hopefully I sleep better tonight and have more get up and go tomorrow.

I did fall asleep eventually. Just for a little bit but still. Around 6 I took a really nice bubble bath and use the new mask I got. It is the strangest thing its grey and sort of slimy but after a minute it puffs up!! like a foam layer on top. My skin feels really nice. I am not 100% how long I was supposed to leave it on because the packaging was in Chinese but its fine. Maybe I’ll ask Sihai or Suyao what it says. But I’m not that concerned honestly its still a nice product.

I’m just chilling here now. I cant believe its like 730 and the sun is still out. I love it.

Tomorrow I have work and me and Don are going to try to finish my structure. And then I have a studio visit with Damon. And then I just hope to work on my paper for the rest of the day and maybe do some little touch up on my dioramas. Not sure but that’s the plan. I just hope I’m not so tired anymore.

Its been a good day though. I hope you all have a good night and stay safe.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.