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Why I’m Rooting for Jennifer Aniston in 2011

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2010 is drawing to a close, and the New Year will soon be upon us. While this is usually exciting for me, I must admit that I’m not looking forward to watching the clock strike midnight this year. Let me explain. You see, I turn thirty-five next year. If I’m being honest, I’m scared shitless. Thirty bloody five. How on Earth did that happen? Luckily, I still feel and (thanks to great genes), look twenty-five. But no matter how young I look, the fact remains the same: next year I will be thirty-five and still single. I’ll be single with not even a whiff of any potentials and without ever having experienced a long-term relationship. The older I get, the more worried I feel about my singledom.


Just like Jennifer Aniston (and many other single women out there), I’m notoriously unlucky in love. Although Jen has the distinct advantage of having been married to Brad Pitt, whereas I have the advantage of still being in my mid thirties (Aniston is in her forties). Either way, I’m rooting for Jen because I’m sick and tired of the reaction in the media to her lack-of-a-man situation. All the things they say about Aniston are the same things my friends, family, and coworkers say about me: “But, she‘s gorgeous,” “But she’s successful,” and “Why on Earth can’t she keep a man?” Blah, blah, blah. It’s frustrating, it’s tiring, and it’s just not fair.


At first, I was going to write about why Jennifer Aniston and Halle Berry (another successful hottie who seems to be a serial douche-bag dater) scare the hell out of me. I was going to say how nervous I am about still being single when I’m forty, but then I thought, “NO.” Actually, what I want to do is root for Jennifer Aniston in 2011. I want to do for her what I want my folks to do for me. Despite my bad luck with men, I feel confident that I will find the right man eventually. So, happy New Year, Jen! I hope you find a good love in 2011. Enough of the Mr Right Nows, like John Mayer, Bradley Cooper, Vince Vaughn, and Gerard Butler. Give us singletons the opportunity to look at you and say, “Hey, there’s hope after all. It is possible to find true love after a long bout of bad luck.” But most importantly, do it for yourself. Wouldn’t it be nice to stick your middle finger up and prove to the world that you’re gorgeous, successful, and can keep a man?


Go Jen!


By The Single Filez for Cupid’s Pulse

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