A perfectionist takes all steps to ensure everything in life happens in a thoroughly thought of, planned for, well executed and fully completed way. Is life such a perfect event? Read on….

Janet was born with a middle-class status. Her parents owned a downtown furniture shop. They lived in a two-storey house  ten miles west of the shop.

At five years old, Janet was well groomed and enjoyed the blessing of good care and love from everyone. She was a fair and slightly chubby kid. There were always supplies and gifts of dresses, sweets, toys and story books from family members and friends. There was one thing she was fond of, she loved asking herself and others “Am I the prettiest?”

She went to a private school at age of seven. When she knew she had to put on school uniform to attend classes, she demanded her mum for clean and well-pressed uniform. As such the parents bought five pairs of school uniforms to fulfill her wish for she was their pearl!

For the next six years in the lower grade school, Janet grew to be more sophisticated. She wore clean and well fitting uniforms; she trimmed her hair regularly so that she could look neat; she ate good food at recesses; she did the homework with carefully written characters; she ensured there was no dirt on her shoes and uniform everyday; she spoke softly yet arrogant with style; she wished everyone who had good track records, or without unpleasant records by the school. When she graduated from the school and was going for middle school education, she found herself a lonely soul — she has no friends. She told herself it didn’t matter because there was nobody perfect enough to measure up to her standard.

It was all the same in the middle school for Janet. Her uniforms, cleanliness, diet and behavior, except for now she was more conscious of her look. She spent more time and materials on beefing up the facial and limbs beauty. It was becoming a routine that she needed maintenance of her skin on a non-stop-three-times-a-day course.

She was more practical on purchasing dresses, lingerie, costume jewelry, shoes, handbags and cosmetics. In addition, she asked for a laptop computer with maroon casing.

Campus life had changed for the four-year tenure for Janet. There were plentiful attractions given to her from all over. She received praises, criticism, love and hatred directly and indirectly. She could not care as a self-centered young girl for there was not a perfect match be it of a girl(to compare with) or a boy(to attract to). Despite her ignorance and continuous practice of a perfectionist, she drew a growing pool of fans at the end of her middle school study tour. She was in the “sweet 16th” and would not give a head up to any common classmate when she walked away from the school at the last day.

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