Friday, August 24
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Miss Vietnam Global
I watched a Vietnamese beauty pageant with my parents yesterday. At the end of the pageant, the winner was overjoyed and tears streamed down her face, spilling over her trembling lips.
I've seen many of these contests before and noticed that crying is quite common, but it wasn't until yesterday that I thought about what it represented.
"Oh-my-God. I'm so incredibly good looking. I'm the most beautiful girl on this stage. If you look at my face and body you smile because it's so sexy and when I walk by strangers, they rate me really high numbers out of 10."
And so they cry, because they are beautiful and have been verified by others.
Could you imagine if they held an intelligence pageant and the winner cried? No. Not very likely. The winner would look snooty and ever so slightly push the rim of their glasses up a notch with the tip of their finger.
And then at home in their room by themselves, doors locked, lights off, they would start crying, "Oh-my-God. I'm so incredibly intelligent...."
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