BROOKE ANTHONY

I just woke up and i’m eating quite possibly the grossest vegetable soup i’ve ever eaten. I’m serious– It’s supposed to be vegetables in a light tomato broth, but in reality its just vegetables in spaghetti-o sauce. I freakin’ HATE spaghetti-o’s they are sooo freakin’ gross. When I have kids- they are not eating that garbage. Last night I went to Gabby and Vittoria’s house in NYC- good times. They took me out for margaritas (actually just one- massive “I think i’m going to throw up I can’t finish this margarita”). The margarita was so-so… but the vegetarian burrito I had took home the platium and bling bling medal, and a set of spinner rims for the car to go with it. Next-we end up at some hole in the wall bar– I don’t even know what it was called, and we just kinda stood there looking at each other cause we all knew it sucked just no one made the move to leave. I broke the ice, we left- and we get in a cab and end up at some bar god knows where. This point i’m a little buzzy- and my stomach is like “Brooke- double you-tee-eff with the margarita” and my throat is burning from the acidic mix they mixed it with. But how often do I come to visit? not often. We get to this bar, this kid insists we get infront of him to beat the long line. We do so- and it’s so obnoxious inside.

Max capacity for the bar was prob likeeee……160? and the place was mos def pushing probably…220? if not more. It was so freakin’ hot in that place I was sweatin’ worse than a 300 lb man pushing his 20th hot dog at a hot dog eating contest in Death Valley on the 4th of July. So we get there- and as always, I manage to be a magnet to freaks of nature. This short kid decked out in Armani Exchange with some weird accent comes up to me insisting he buys me a drink- he was like “whateva! I buy you and ALL yo’ girls drinks” I told him he was a real baller cause it was 50 cent beer night there. If that’s not leave us alone then I don’t know what is. Then he insists I leave the bar with him to go to his “Uncles Night Club” somewhere in the city- I say no, and he grows angry. Like– not “aw whatever” angry, more like “whatever f- you you f-in’ bitch you no come whatever your loss get lost” and I was like “is this kid serious right now?” now, i’m no doctor Phil, but by the looks of it SOMEONE doesn’t handle rejection well.

1 beer in i’m feeling so sick. It’s so hot- I can’t move- and round two i’m standing up at the bar and this bitch decides she doesn’t want to serve me because she doesn’t think she’s going to get a tip out of it. She was def one chip short of a motherboard. Are you serious? why would you I not tip? So I stand there- money in hand- no bite. So I have the kid who let us cut the line buy it. I give him money- he takes my money and hands her a ten of his own-HER request and tips herself out of HIS money. Am I in the twilight zone? where is Ashton, am I being punked? YOU DON’T DO THAT. That’s just wrong. If you get shitty tips on 3 cent beer night then maybe you should either A: not work 3 cent beer night cause it’s just not worth it, or B:consider another profession. As this point I don’t want my beer anymore, and I split and go outside before I have a heart attack. I call the BF and leave Gabby and Vittoria in talking to Missouri and Long Island (idk- I don’t remember the names.) So. We go to another bar- and Vittoria and Gabby play darts and that leaves me stuck at a table with Huey and Louie, and this kids like “OMGGGG NEXT SEMESTER I’M LIVING OVER A BAR AT SCHOOL OH DUDE I’M SO GOING TO BLACK OUT ON THE ROOF AFTER A LONG NIGHT OF PARTYING I’M GOING TO GO DOWN TO THE BAR EVERY NIGHT AND IF THEY TRY TO CHARGE ME I’M GOING TO BE LIKE F- YOU I LIVE HERE” At this point, I’m ready for bed and feel as though I’ve lost a few brain cells listening to this kid talk. We leave- and Vittoria and I sleep for 2 hours- then it’s up at 4:15 for Maroon 5!

you need to look under your bed before you go to sleep at night.



I’m off to NYC till tomorrow. Everyone have a magnificant day.

So, I’m about to go hit the gym, and I figured i’d blog it up a little. I decided to shut the TV off and listen to my iTunes. It’s just shuffling and i’m listening to Kate Nash…and she well….sucks. Delete delete delete….

Anywho- very weird day today. Sad, weird, bizzare, unusual, bothersome, annoying, I think I want to find a baby and shake it– I don’t know kind of day.

But on the other hand, I do love my blackberry, Chloe just had her bath, there is popcorn in the pantry- and my baby reminded me a few minutes ago that we have on demand, so thats obviously a green light to rent a movie. I miss him so and I want him now. The apartment is so empty without him.

MTV e-mailed me for some show they start filming July 14th-the 18th in NYC. I’ve been aching for some NYC action for the past like week for some reason. George and I hadn’t been there since my MTVu auditions back innnn…….January? then I was there with George and the family when we all flew to Europe from JFK, but thats not window shopping– so it doesn’t count. But- tomorrow the NYC action begins- and goes until Friday– and at 7 Am I will fall in love ALLOVER again. But just till 9 am. Adam Levine- you are one sexy bitch.

Beauty.

This morning at like 9:30 am I’m at Verizon getting my new blackberry- and this old man starts freaking out the second I turn and look at him to help him figure out how to long into the cue- Get this- how funny is this– he thought I was Scarlett Johannssen. He was like “OH MY GOD I REALLY THOUGHT YOU WHERE SCARLETT JOHANNSSEN FOR A MINUTE” then he goes on to ask me if anyone has asked me that before- and yes, I have gotten it- just not how he presented it. Some of my customers say “you know, you remind me of someone but I just don’t know who it is…” then eventually I get it when they think of it.

‘Who will be Elle Woods’?- are we serious right now? and also for the record- Perezhilton.com provides false information- specifically involving Travis from Gym Class and Katy Perry– They have not been together for as long as he reports- being that I was with him and his girlfriend back in November– And I even have pictures.  There’s even a clip of me next to him before he won. http://www.mtvu.com/video/?id=1574356&vid=187782 (note: Blonde on right.)

You ever just sit around and a big “plague” of WTF comes over you? I’m not really sure but– I think that kind of happened to me today. If anyone thinks it has happened to them before– please do get in contact with me and I will diagnose you asap.

Here it is Summer 2008- Last Spring I was supposed to move to Los Angeles. I was like “saved money I’m out after graduation and I’m taking my dog and cat too and you can’t stop me mom and dad I’m leaving” too. But here I am in New York- but I’m okay with it- honestly.

I think being home has really pushed me to start thinking of other options- and meeting who I have met is helping me figure a lot out. In other words- here is where I need to be for the time being- and I have a new project I’m working on- and it’s going to be amazing.

I met Josh from Coheed today for the second time, but this time I got to talk to him- he deserves ALOT of credit– he was a HUGE contributor to the most brilliant records my two ears have EVER taken in. I think the band really went under- he said he really hasn’t written for them in a LONG time. Now shiz is just bizzare- not even “great band turned mainstream”…just freakin’ Bizzare. Check out Josh’s side project not many knew about during his Coheed years at http://www.weerdscience.com/wsci.html, and also currently drums here: http://www.myspace.com/counterfeitdisaster

I was just in walmart, and I saw Summers eve……

in Berry Bliss scent.

for those of you who don’t know what Summers eve is, it’s vajayjay wash. And for those of you who don’t know what a Vajay jay is– well I just feel plain sorry for you.

Now, call me crazy but why would I want my Vagina smelling like berries?!?!