And the coldest movie of the season goes to The Golden Compass.

No, not because it's lame or anything like that, but filling 3 quarters of the movie with icy cold scenes and thickly snow capped mountains from the North Pole is enough to chill you to the bones, much less the cinema being cold enough already. And it was raining too.

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Am I a perfectionist?
Very much unwillingly to say it, but I guess I am. I want everything to run as smoothly as clockwork. Nothing out of place. It's hard to do so I know, so when something does wrong (be it minor or major), I'll get stressed. I used to think that's it's not too bad cos hey, at least I get things done well, but I didn't realise that doing so will place huge stress on myself. Maybe it's time to not being so particular about practically everything. Nothing can be perfect I know I know I know but this type of change will have to take time and I actually have to start it. But will doing so mean that I have to stop giving my 100% in everything? That's not good right. Eh this is stressful -.-
I think I shall go drown the sorrow with a tub of B&J ice cream

(No, a perfectionist is not someone who is perfect. It's someone who strives to be perfect.)

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Well that was 'inspired' by the papers today, which mentioned about perfectionism leading to mental illnesses.
'If you cannot tolerate your worst, at least once in a while, how true to yourself can you be?'
Yes yes yes yes yes.