I just wanted to let everyone know, just for the record and so everyone here knows what I am dealing with (and continue to deal with on a daily basis), someone tried to hack into my facebook page overnight last night. AGAIN! I got notification from facebook by email this morning that someone was trying to figure out my password, and facebook was giving me instructions on how to change it.

This never stops.

Let me explain some things about me.

When I say that I grew up hanging out with rockstars and traveling on their tour buses, and that I married an attorney in the entertainment/music industry who represented rockstars, and my daddy was one of the biggest dope dealers in the U.S. to rockstars, I'M NOT LYING! I know RVD is famous. But . . . SO AM I, to a certain degree. I am, I guess what you might call, "almost" famous, teehee, haha (like the movie). Let's just say I have a lot of "bragging rights", and I know some people. We'll leave it at that.

So, if I tend to get a tad insulted when someone tells me how "famous" they are, and it doesn't impress me, that's why. But when you are "me", a lot of women are very jealous and think for some reason that I have had this big glamorous life and it has been all shiny and pretty and it JUST HASN'T. My life has been hard, and I have seen things and been places that no 13-year old girl should EVER have been or seen. Believe me,I have the nightmares to prove it. But girls have called me, stalked me, written me, hacked my email, my facebook . . . they've done it ALL to me . . . wanting to hurt me because they are jealous that I am close to somebody (be it a rockstar or a wrestler) that they are crazy in love with. It is just INSANITY. But I, MYSELF, set out to hurt NO ONE.

I could sit here all day long and post endless pictures of me with rockstars backstage doing all kinds of things, but that would be disrespectful to them (and me). I just won't do it. And the only reason I even speak of it is because it's been 20 years ago and who fuckin cares now? I DON'T TELL WHAT HAPPENS BACKSTAGE. WHAT HAPPENS BACKSTAGE STAYS BACKSTAGE!!! I've been doing it my whole life. I know how it works.

But anyway, I just wanted to let y'all know.

Love and respect,
Halochild

. . .

See, take a good look at that sweet lil baby girl in those pictures with those rockstars. That's ME! My Daddy was taking the pictures. From that day on, every time I went to a rock concert, I went in through the back ramp entrance. The same entrance the rockstars themselves went in.

ooopsie!

Tanks, Reap, my man!