A Little Friendly Competition

Let me tell you a little something about girls: We're competitive.  All we do with each other is compete.  Who's prettier, who has nicer things, who has the better boyfriend, who's smarter, etc.  Most of this competition takes place in our minds.  The first thing we do when we notice another girl is point out what is good and bad about her.  If we feel their looks threaten ours, we instantly try to find something wrong with them.  "Hmm...Too many piercings, has a bigger ass than me but her chest is flat so that's good, looks a little chubby, wears a lot of makeup."  Immediately we compare ourselves to these girls.  We're very quick to point out the flaws in other people.
Example: I was talking to my boyfriend about some guy actor I thought was very hot but he didn't agree with me.  So I told him, "Alright, let's be fair.  Show me a girl you think is hot, and I'll see if I agree."  So he shows me a hot blonde chick that I guess was in Playboy.  The first thing I said was, "Eh, she's okay, but her boobs are fake."  Unbeknownst to me, he was testing me, and he was right: When a girl feels threatened by another girl, she will instantly point out what is wrong with her.  This is a common thing we girls do, and we do this almost everyday.  If we think she is prettier than us, smarter than us, etc., we will instantly hate her.  Suddenly, everything she does is offensive.  "Look at that bitch, sitting down at a table, reading, like she fucking owns the place."  "Ugh, she thinks she's so smart, walking across the street."  "Oh, my God, that chick is walking toward her car like she's all that."  See?  We're horrible to each other!
The reason I bring this up is because Valentine's Day is less than a month away.  The gift my boyfriend is making me (I have no idea what it is yet) involves some pictures a mutual friend of ours has, and she's very slow when it comes to sending pictures (like if she took a picture in April, it won't be on Facebook until September).  So we've both been harassing her about her sending those pictures.  I even told her (as a joke, sort of) that, "My happiness depends on it!"
This isn't because I'm materialistic or anything.  It's because come Valentine's Day, all us girls will get together and discuss what we did with our boyfriends for Valentine's Day - what they gave us, what we did, where we went, all that jazz.  In our minds, we'll be deciding who had the best Valentine's Day, and we want that girl to be us.  I realize this is a conceited thing to say, but this is how girls think.  We think we need to have the best things, look the best, be the smartest, and all-in-all just be the best...I take it back.  We don't want to be the best, we just want to be better than all the other girls.