DIZTURBIA.COM | 02.25.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "RIFF RAFF IPHONE" | 02/25/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here... recording theze tweetz live FROM HOME... home sweet hole (Brampton) :P

Here to talk about... you guezzed it (what I'z been talkin about for weekz on end now)... VALENSHIT'Z DAY, and indeed, more painful memoriez

But nah (I kid you)... not here to talk about -that-, I'm over -that- now (well NOT REALLY), lmao... but here to show y'allz something coool

Now what you're bout to see -next- iz NOT a joke... well, in a way, it kinda'z iz A JOKE... depending on your take on MUZIQUE and whatnot :P

So yeah.. I have thiz *SPECIAL SKILL* in "designing" my IPHONE.. and dependin on what im *REAL INTO* atm, let'z juz say, I give it -a theme-

So let'z quickly rewind back a bit.. when I first got my IPHONE (5C) back in November '13... wuz juz a -Plain iPhone-

Next thing ya know... I decided do a lil *CUSTOM WORK*... and what end up happening wuz thizzz right here! #ASAPROCKY

And after I got tired of that (#ASAPROCKY) theme... what ended up happenin next... wuz thiz #WWE CHAMPIONSHIP theme!

And after I got tired bein #WWE CHAMP.. (and had to drop tha belt).. my iPhone entered tha darkside #ASKINGALEXANDRIA

So if you're wondering what the next step in -EVOLUTION- is for my iPhone... are ya ready for it?!... well, BE CAUTIONED, cuz here it iz...

Here it iz.. and no, diz ain't a dream, and diz ain't a photoshop either.. it'z MOTHAFUCKIN #RIFFRAFF @JODYHiGHROLLER

And if you wantin a few more shotz of it... I got'z no probz showin y'allz... soak it in! #RIFFRAFF #NEONICON #IPHONE

That'z riiight... theze very same tweetz that you be readin right herrre... all be courtezzzy of my brand-newly designed #RIFFRAFF iPhone

And btw... andso I wuz told, by coworkers I showed thiz phone to, tellin me... thiz iz A HUGE MISTAKE I did herrre with ma iPhone (REALLY?!)

And that it be bezt that I CHANGE IT... before (more) people see it... or elze I'm really gonna be "riskin it" (their quote) -OMG'z REALLY?!

Az far az I last checked.. uhhh, I plan to be ridin hard wid thiz #RIFFRAFF iPhone design from now, well on into tha summer... that'z right!

So there'z prolly gonna be a few peoplez (understatement) LAUGHIN pon tha sight of thiz phone (and AT ME).. so I wuz "warned".. buh whateva!

I think MY #RIFFRAFF #NEONICON #IPHONE looks PHUCKIN PHENOMENAL, and dont give a fuck, who gonna be laughin AT it/me!

But yeah... that'z what I kinda felt like devoting my latezt twitter rant/mixtape on... me and ma nuuu-ly themed #RIFFRAFF #NEONICON iPhone

And tha fact... I'm still BUTTHURT over the way V-DAY (2015) had went for me... and how I'm STILL LOOKIN FOR THAT -FIRST- GIRL FRIEND

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 30 / CODE:RED | "V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH (PART I)" | 02/20/15

I. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proud to bring to you EPISODE 30 of my wonderful and amazing (and depressing)
blog seriez, writing/broadcasting thiz live on BRAMPTON TRANSIT (da bus),
making my way out to (should be no shock), lolz, #BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE mall.
Let'z just make it official, I can no longer write -AT HOME- az I once uzed to,
I juz can't, and the reazon for that, without goin too much information (TMI!)
iz, well, P.O.R.N. (I guezz you can say, it'z got a bit of a 'hold' on me, lmfao).
So yeah, I now I alwayz gotz to be writin my shit "on the road" or wherever,
whatever meanz possible to ezzzscape the P.O.R.N. DEMON (tha'z right)
to which haz taken permanent residence in ma mothafuckin bedroom.


II. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH II

So in thiz episode, I talk about, you guezzed it... VALENSHIT'Z DAY!
Pretty fuckin interesting ain't it, the fact I've spent thiz much time (yeah,
if you don't know btw, theze writingz take me HOURZ UPON HOURZ to write),
but yeah, the fact that I -CARE- so much about "FEBRUARY THE 14TH",
and making it all the more strange, being that -I'M A FUCKIN GUY- (lolz),
considering the whole make-up/design propaganda of -said day- (V-DAY),
you would think it wuz a day targeted at BITCHEZ (sorry, I meant, GIRLZ),
and for mainly juz them to feel like -SHIT- for not having a "VALENTINE",
but nope, the street apparently runz 2-wayz, guyz also get hit hard too,
me being tha best example of it (my last 3 weekz of writing being proof).


III. DRINKING THE PAIN AWAY

So make no doubt about it, I had an atrocious VALENSHIT'Z DAY thiz year,
would I be able to say it wuz worse than last year or the year'z before (2 of the lowest and darkest momentz of my life, make no question about it),
time will tell on that, but yeah, it wuz (again) another one momentz where
I *vowed* I wuz going to do something, but yeah, I juz couldn't -MAN UP- to it.
So yeah, the plan wuz to DRINK AND DRINK AND DRINK (in my room,
with straight, untampered HARD LIQUOR) to the damn point of BLACKING OUT,
and wuz I able to do that? Unfortunately not, yeah, PU$IED out alright.
It'z not like I didn't try tho, I did, having drank 3/4th'z of my vodka bottle,
before givin the rest to 'ma bathroom sink' to chug down (that'z right).


IV. DRINKING THE PAIN AWAY II

So yeah, the reason in why I choze the route of -ALCOHOL-, az oppozed to,
goin out on -A DATE- or simply juz -CHILLIN WITH FRIENDZ- (hmmm)
simply becuz, neither option wuz available, not juz me not having -A GIRL FRIEND-,
but havin the inability of not bein able to 'hook up' with a single bitch,
and of course, makin it all the better, the fact I got NO FRIENDZ (guy or girl),
not even a DUFF (dumb ugly fat friend) to lean on for (some) support.
Funny I mention that, cuz a year ago, I did have a DUFF (I met at #BRAMALEA),
but I choze to throw him away, and remain solo, now I sorta regret that.
So I went the route of doing -WHATEVA- it took in trying to "FORGET"
what day on the calendar it wuz, so I leaned on the liquor bottle for support.


V. DRINKING THE PAIN AWAY III

So if you're wondering what LIQUOR I choze to indulge/engulf my lungz with,
thiz wud be #CIROC PEACH (vodka, 35%, $50), my second-ever purchaze of it,
and after thiz very rough experience I had, in drinking it, needlezz to say,
I don't plan on ever buyin or drinkin it for a long long time, and unless, idunno,
I be buyin it az a gift for someone elze (hint, hint), and az far az me drinkin it,
yeah, it would have to be az part of a like a mixed drink, or some otha shit,
cuz yeah, I can never drink thiz shit straight ever again, not even az shotz.
It'z interesting how I had no probz taking this shit in (straight) in the summer,
yet thiz time around (winter), I couldn't handle it, it wuz so fuckin rough,
yeah, I had to -PINCH MA NOSE- just to get it (CIROC... LOL) past my throat.


VI. DRINKING THE PAIN AWAY IV

So yeah, once upon a time, I uze to drink regularly, no matter the season
(altho twice as much in the spring/summer as oppozed to fall/winter),
never really a heavy drinker (once or twice or thrice a week, the most),
but still, I drank, and tho I'm a PU$Y DRINKER (alwayz haz been and will be),
I wuz never az weak to it az I wuz thiz time, but yeah, dunnowhatelzetosay,
perhapz the fact I don't drink az much theze dayz (once or twice a month now),
I mighta lost all strength/tolerance to drink (straight, 25+%) liquor now.
So yeah, I tried to drink ma way outta my mizery, but it kinda backfired on me,
and yeah, literally felt like fuckin POISON drinkin that shit, thank the fuck
I had chaserz to 'help', but nonetheless, an overall dreadful experience.


VII. DRINKING THE PAIN AWAY V

So now, I should talk about tha morning after, and that I had to be at work (9AM
could that have played a role in lack of "drinking confidence" night before?),
az far az that went, yeah, I wuz able to make it (to work) juz perfectly fine,
despite the fact, yeah, I threw up 3 TIMEZ (in the span of a minute) LOL,
az I wuz brushing ma teeth, and yeah, when I wuz -takin it in- (night before),
I wuz also munchin down heavy on Doritos (the 16-pack snack size box),
lol, andso yeah, most that shit I ended up (lol) barfin up the morning after
(better it happened over tha bathroom sink, than during ride to work, right?).
This btw had been the first time in, idunno, 8-9-10? yearz I had puked,
so I felt it deserved a whole entire paragraph to be written about (lol).


VIII. TWITTER BITCHEZ

So yeah, there wuz a point, during my whole drinkin bingin madnezz fest,
where I couldn't -SIT- (upwardz) anymore, almost az if, my spine gave out,
and yeah, I crashed onto the ground (carpet) for a bit, and juz layed there,
all dizzy, wondering, when tha fuck will I finally -BLACK DA FUCK OUT-,
seein az that wuz tha mission, but yeah, it wuzn't happening as I hoped.
So then something came over me, and yeah, went and got my phone,
open my Twitter app, and yeah, (stupidly) started tweetin out "help me"
to a few random bitchez, hoping least -1- of them would reply, but none did.
Theze bitchez btw were @jesssteighlor, @SheetalVeee, @Grezus and @pkc___,
all to whom (I'm sure) saw my tweet, but yeah, choze to purposely 'no reply'.

@jesssteighlor helppp meee

A special thanks to @jesssteighlor... for NO-REPLYING the tweet I sent her (Valentine'z night)... fucking cunt

@SheetalVeee helppp meee

A special thanks to @SheetalVeee... for NO-REPLYING the tweet I sent her (Valentine'z night)... fucking cunt

@Grezus helppp meee

A special thanks to @Grezus... for NO-REPLYING the tweet I sent her (Valentine'z night)... fucking cunt

@pkc___ helppp meee

A special thanks to @pkc___... for NO-REPLYING the tweet I sent her (Valentine'z night)... fucking cunt

IX. TWITTER BITCHEZ II

So whut elze can I say, peoplez, it wuz a bit of an "immature move",
I guezz, to try to -REACH OUT- to bitchez (from my city, btw) like that,
oh and yeah, probably even more "immature" the fact that I, uhhh,
chose to send them each a follow-up tweet, in telling them, -THANKS-,
yeah, a thanks for "no-replying" me, and (even more better) calling them
(yes) a -FUCKING CUNT (indeed, I got some "maturity issuez", alright).
Honeztly, I wish I didn't have to do -THAT SHIT- (sending mean tweetz out)
and even -THIS SHIT- having to write endlezzly (like a loon) bout my shitty life,
and how tha purpoze of it all, iz me hopin, some bitch out there iz readin it,
and iz willin to -STEP FORWARD- and help bring -CHANGE- to my life.


X. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH III

So anywayz, in wrappin up thiz blog episode, dizcussing my thoughts on
(thiz past recent) "V-DAY", and the fact, I had to *SUFFER THRU IT* yet again.
Suckz to be makin -THREATZ- (LMFAO) but here it fuckin goez, peoplez.
But the fact that I had to *SUFFER THRU* VALENSHIT'Z DAY (yet again),
thiz izn't something I can juz let slip by, and yeah, hope the better for next year
(IN THAT I ACTUALLY HAVE A GIRL FRIEND TO CELEBRATE V-DAY WITH),
ummm no, becuz of what I had to endure through, 6 dayz ago (yeah!),
if I haven't come across -INSANE- enough az it iz, what can say, thiz shit
iz goin to take thingz to a whole new level of -INSANITY- let me tell ya.
I don't know which way it'z gonna come out, I guezz I'll find that out, later.


Paragraphs I and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs II through IX written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 30 / CODE:RED | "V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH (PART II)" | 02/20/15

I. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH (CONTINUED) IV

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proud to bring to you (can't believe I'm doing this) "PART 2" of the blog
that iz "EPISODE 30: V-DAY (AFTERMATH), being written 'live', btw,
on BRAMPTON TRANSIT (da bus), on my way home from (you guezzed it),
#BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE mall, where indeed, I spent tha day (alone,
az alwayz, nothin new) writing the majority of "PART 1" (of thiz same blog).
So yeah, where to begin here now, I sure seem to take "V-DAY" quite seriouz,
perhapz ALOT more seriouz than I should (HUGE understatement right there),
and yeah, wordz juz can't dezcribe juz how ANGRY I am over all of thiz
(oh, and bare with me and my idiotic spelling, just me speaking in-character).\


II. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH V

So I should probably explain exactly how I woulda wanted "V-DAY" to go,
had (the direction of my) life gone the way I wished it would (dream on...).
Plain and simple, all it would be iz a 6 hour period (6-12PM) of -WHATEVER-
(once I'm not, of course, havin to pay the b**** per the hour -for her time-)
and what I mean by "whatever" iz juz "anything goez", need I gotta be specific,
DINNER?! MOVIE?! VIDEO GAMEZ?! BOARD GAMEZ?! A JOINT?! XOXO?!
Whatever makes -my partner- happy, it'z all that matterz, juz az long az
we're both happy while in the process of doin whatever (that fuckin simple).
No need to give flowerz, exchange cardz, or all that other bullshit meant
mainly to feed the businessez (ie. the corporate propaganda greed machine).


III. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH VI

And secondly, to add to my point (from the previous paragraph), in that
whatever -we- do iz something to alwayz be looked back on (positively),
and if of course, we're still good budz, come the following next "V-DAY",
we would pretty much consider it -a lock- that thiz will be "our (set) night".
And being the perfectionizt I can be (at timez), consider any "reservationz"
(if needed) to be made well-in-advance, so all goez (hopefully) az planned.
If we happen to have any kinda 'falling out', in which resultz in us
not sharing "next V-DAY" together (or never doing $HIT together again, lolz),
whatever, that'z all part of relationshipz, if it happenz it happenz (even if
I happen to be the sucka who spent HUNDRED$ on a good night out).


IV. V-DAY 2016 PLANZ

So yeah, there'z no question about it, thiz next coming "V-DAY" (2016),
there'z gonna be alot -AND I FUCKIN MEAN ALOT- of expectationz going in,
to have a HAPPY VALENSHIT'Z DAY, in makin up for all the (past) bad onez,
especially thiz most recent one (2015), tho it still might be a bit early say,
but thiz might be the most *MOST HARDEST* one I've had in recent memory,
at leazt with previouz onez, where, yeah... I met with HOOKERZ... (lol),
while I wuz disappointed (afterwards) in my -performance-, still, going into it,
I had a feeling of positivity and optimism (over a one night stand?! WTF),
and lookin back at them, while I regretted doin it, I can still laugh back at it.
Doing what I did thiz year, iz actually quite sad to think back on, so yeah.


V. V-DAY 2016 PLANZ II

So az far az NEXT V-DAY goez (2016), there'z definitely NO PLANZ
WHATSOEVA ON HOOKIN UP WITH SOME PAY-BY-THE-HOUR HOEBAG
(that'z a hooker, if you didn't get that), and while I can't guaranty that I will
somehow manage to get with some b**** (or 'pair of' or 'group of' b****ez)
for "V-DAY 2016", oh and yeah, also without havin to pay/bribe 'em in-advance,
I'm gonna (like I've done many timez in the past, and failed each time, btw)
I'm gonna TRY HARD ***EACH-AND-EVERY-DAY*** (ONLINE, of course,
since I'm TOO PU$Y to know how to talk to BITCHEZ in real-life), but yeah,
I'm gonna TRY MY FUCKIN ASS OFF in attemptz of gettin A GIRL FRIEND,
even if I go so far -IN DESPERATION- in gettin mothafuckin institutionalized!


VI. SIDE FACTZ

So some side factz here, and prolly, some factz that'z best I not blurt out,
but I don't give a fuck, cuz like, what do I got to lose (at fuckin rock bottom!).
So fact #1, in that I not only don't drive, DON'T EVEN HAVE MY G1!
Nor do I plan on gettin it anytime soon, and you wanna know why, yeah,
TOO FOCUSED ON TRYIN GET -MY FIRST- GIRL FRIEND OVER *THAT*
The next fact now, tho I do have a job, paying OK (minimum-wage) money,
az far az education goez, I'm juz only HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATED, so ya know,
don't got any post-secondary, nor do I plan on gettin any anytime soon,
so yeah, az result, prolly gonna be (doomed to) MINIMUM-WAGE for life,
(again) TOO FOCUSED ON TRYIN TO GET A GIRL FRIEND OVER *THAT*.


VII. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH VII

So yeah, it'z one thing to be S.A.D. over VALENSHIT'Z DAY, if of course,
you had GOOD VALENSHIT'Z DAYZ in tha past, and yeah, PAST GIRL FRIENDZ,
and then you find yourself in the situation, when V-DAY comez along,
and either you have NO PLANZ and/or NO SIGNIFICANT OTHER in your life,
and (depending, of course, if you really care much for V-DAY) feel bad
that thiz year'z, you got nothin goin, while you see otherz showin off theirz,
and you kinda wish you had A BITCH, yeah, that'z somewhat understandable.
But when you've neva had A GIRL FRIEND, your whole entire life, az iz me,
and been waiting all your life to celebrate a V-DAY like millionz otherz have,
and you juz can't get to, what can I say, the pain iz that more excruciating.


VIII. CRAZEEE TALK

So (pleaze) take thiz az juz *CRAZEEE TALKKK* (not that I plan on doin thiz),
but yeah, wouldn't it be cooo if I, like, idunno, booked a hotel room or some shit,
and yeah, went on a full-out, massive DRUG BINGE (seein az, you know, pillz
and powderz aintz so hurtin goin down throat az compared to straight hard booze),

and fuck yeah, when I *OD*, I guezz I will give it up to -THA LORD- (LOL)
to decide whether or not I deserve a -FUCKIN SECOND CHANCE- at life,
and if not (let'z juz say, I live a life of sin, some shit I juz can't admit out),
then yeah, FUCKIN LET ME DIE, (AZ) A PRETTY YOUNG CORPSE
(altho sorta makez little sense, since I'm FFFugly, but sounded cooo to say).
And of all dayz to "execute" tha plan, V-DAY, the day I hate more than any otha.


IX. THE DREAM V-DAY

Hahaha, so yeah, pretty intense shit there (prev paragraph), but need I remind,
that'z juz cwazy talk, I'm not actually intent on doin -THAT-, so let'z get it straight.
So I now juz wanna talk quickly about what I envision az "THE DREAM V-DAY",
like if tomorrow wuz to be V-DAY, and I got to have it -MY WAY- (from 6 to 12),
not that I'm ever gonna get to experience thiz, awez, maybe in "another life"
(after, you know, I've -DISPOSED- of thiz current shitlife I'd been given),
but yeah, aside from all the basic whatever (dinner, dessert, movie),
somewhere in-between there would be "A Trip To (idunno) La Senza, Aerie,
La Vie En Rose, Victoria Secret" (think you pretty much get tha picture) LOL,
but yeah, by the end of the night, consider me "A VERY LUCKY GUY!"


X. V-DAY 2015 AFTERMATH (IN-CLOSING) VIII

So I guezz thiz iz where I gotta wrap thingz up, and yeah, try to move on
(from the subject of V-DAY), like az if it'z no big deal (tell that to tha demonz),
but yeah, needlezz to say, I had a very horrific, painful V-DAY (2015) and
(here I go again soundin like a big bitch) am indeed (still) HURTIN over it.
So the next big calendar date comin up, to look forward to, in much dread,
would be "MAY THE 30TH", if you wonder what the efff'z that day iz about,
it'z MA BDAY, and very much like V-DAY, it'z a day I take very much serious,
but it ain't like I need a big huge party or giftz or to be sung HAPPY B-DAY to,
in order to be *satisfied*, all I juz want iz a girl in my armz, to call "my gift",
and whether or not GOD iz gonna allow that to happen... we'll juz have to see ;)


Paragraphs I and VIII on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs II through VII written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs IX through X written at Home (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | 02.15.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "V-DAY (PART III)" | 02/15/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA here... (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh)... recording theze tweetz live, once again, FROM HOME (here in Brampton)

So here we are, Feb The 15th, "POST V-DAY".. (that'z what I call it, V-DAY, az oppozed to sayin it in full).. I'm a lil SENSITIVE to it (k?)

So yeah... I juz thought I talk about -THA SITUATION- 24 hourz ago... upon the fact I wuz very much in a -STATE OF HELL- (...like literally)

And yeah... perhapz, I did bring it all onto myself, aint nobody wuz forcin me -DRINK DOWN A WHOLE BOTTLE A VODKA-... cept myself, of course

I thought I quickly mention a few tingz first... in termz of how my day went -at work- from 8 to 4... and that, yeah, it went totally fineee

Eventho.. when I wuz gettin ride to work, I uh, totally n completely refuzed to -LOOK OUTSIDE-.. becuz I simply didn't want to see "couplez"

And when I wuz workin (restaurant job)... I indeed refuzed to -LOOK AT PEOPLE-.. cept for coworkerz, but yeah, none of the actual customerz

And when normally I take tha bus home, after work, like no biggiez.. thiz time, I couldn't, becuz of -FEAR-.. in seein "couplez" on the bus!

So I had to arrange for a ride home.. and yeah, true story, peoplez.. in that I refuzed to -LOOK UP (AND OUTSIDE)- durin the whole ride home

And what elze can I say... I hezitated for quite some time, upon hittin up that liquor bottle, seein az... I ain't much a drinker theze dayz

Well, ha, I wuz big into the drinking thing at one time... I even uze to love drinkin -HARD- and then hoppin on tha bus... but thaz long ago

What wuz interestin, thiz time around, wit my bottle of #CIROC PEACH.. all the prev timez I had it (in the summer).. had NO PROBZ drinkin it

But whut can I tell you, I was strugglin to drink diz shit (straight), especially considering, #CIROC IZ THE FUCKIN SOFTEZT VODKA out there

Tho I coulda went the route of mixed drinkz, I didn't wanna do that, or elze I be havin to get up every half hour or so!to (ya know) PIZZZZZ

So yeah.. my only explanation ov why it went down az such.. wuz becuz GOD intended that thiz (drinkin) experience be az dreadful az possible

And while I wuz whole time tryin to *FORGET* whut day it wuz.. I cudn't.. all I kept thinkin bout wuz all the dudez GETTIN LUCKY at diz time

Oh, and ov course, NEXT V-DAY (2016)... and the -IDEA- of (idunno) KILLING MYSELF in some hotel room... with (idunno) the -help- of DRUGZ

And how it... -SUIXIDE-... would be the single -BEST DECISION- I coulda ever done with my entire (SAD, PATHETIC, MEANINGLEZZZ) LIFE

Okay.. so I should probably take that lazt tweet back, lolz, whutz probably best fo me iz a ~NICE EXTENDED LONG VACATION~.. in a fuckin COMA

And when I wake tha fuck out ov it.. ma life cud finally ride on tha right track.. in closing, allz iz left to say, FUCKKK VALENTINE'Z DAY!

DIZTURBIA.COM | 02.14.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "V-DAY (PART II)" | 02/14/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA here... (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh)... recording theze tweetz live from, well umm, HOME (here in Brampton)

Proud to bring ya a very special *V-DAY EDITION* of the DJ DIZTURBIA MIXTAPE.. where yezzz indeed.. im here with MA DATE > THA LIQUOR BOTTLE

And yeah... that'z sorta -THE PLAN- for thiz (sad N lonely V-DAY) evening... to fuckin drink myself to the point of absolut (lol) -BLACKOUT-

Juz one of thoze momentz in life.. you know, you kinda wish thingz were -DIFFERENT-, and you know.. not have to rezort to DRUGZ n' ALCOHOL..

... az meanz of having to ezcape -THE REALITY- of the (SHIT)life given to you.. so yeah.. thiz evening, I let the DEMONZ of alcohol take ova

Now as far az the update goez... I'm juz into (only) my first glass of #CIROC PEACH (vodka, 35%) atm... what elze can I say (but DRINK UP!)

Drinkin it straight, btw, on tha rockz... and yeah... it'z not really goin down az smooth, like when I last had it, back in the summer ('14)

Perhapz the reason thiz iz happening, iz becuz GOD iz tryin make thiz (lonely) "drinking experience" az (idunno) dreadful az possible for me

Kkk, so I might sound like a bit of a VAGINA, when I say thiz.. but I've now rezorted to pinching ma noze.. I know, I'm a PU$$Y of a drinker

Call it -CHEATING- if ya want... (pinching your noze when you're drinkin)... but at lazt, lolz, I'm finally startin to feel (um) TURNT UP :D

So it'z been bout an hour now (since tha last update).. what can I say, um, more than halfway thru bottle of #CIROC.. feelin -HALFWAY- there

Luckily tho... I gotz a few more bottlez of #SMIRNOFF's (lefover from pazt)... so if I run past thiz #CIROC, I still got shit to ride onnn

Bottom line... I need to - BLACKOUT- tonighttt... I fuckin hate my exiztence on this earth, BY GOD, pleaseee I juz wanna fuckin BLACK OUT!!!

Lolz... so yeah, I've drinken about -near towardz the end- of thiz #CIROC bottle (750ML), and whut can I say... ma head iz spinnin (dizzzzy)

Mind you... I've been drinkin it too with chaserz (juice, soda, gingerale)... and ma head iz killin me -BUH I HAVENT -BLACKED OUT- YETTT- :$

Funny how (hard) liquor workz.. you drinkin it, and thinkin, it barely doin shit... next thing, you down on tha floor, where I'm at righ now

Haha, thiz iz hilariouz... so I juz took whatever wuz left of my #CIROC (vodka) bottle... and juz dumped it down ma bathroom sink #HadEnuff

Safe to say.. don't think ill ever be buyin/drinkin thiz shit ever again (in tha near future).. but that doezn't i ezcaped the alcohol demon

So yeah... it seemz I -FAILED- to reach my goal tonight of drinkin to tha point of -BLACKOUT-... being that I'm a bit of a PU$$Y to liquor

Dunno what else to tell you peoplez.. im disappointed in myself.. not even ALCOHOL can pry me from the depression state im in #IWISHIWASDEAD

DIZTURBIA.COM | 02.13.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "V-DAY (PART I)" | 02/13/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA... (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave SINGH)... recording theze tweetz live from #BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE mall (Brampton)

Here I be (alone) on the EVE OF VALENTINE'Z DAY... I know, ehhh, who tha fuck sayz that (dumbbb) shit... "on the eve of valentine'z day" ???

Apparently I seem to *GIVE A FUCK* (ALOTTT) about it for sum reason... to say I'm *OBSESSED* over it... would be an -understatement- alright

Sooo much that, well, ummmz... go look on my blog/website (http://DIZTURBIA.COM )... I wrote quite a lengthy (20 PARAGRAPH) article on -it-

Needlezz to say... I have had storied hiztory when it comez to "V-DAY" (FEBRUARY 14TH)... and I didn't even cover -half- a it (in that blog)

I wuz almozt even thinkin a -ENDING MY LIFE- on V-DAY... that wuz yearz ago tho... still I feel I gotta bring it up (tho I really shouldn't)

Now by me bringin -THAT SHIT- up... doez that mean I got any *CONTEMPLATIONZ* for -tomorrow-... and the answer to that iz (read me clear) NO

Thankfully, yeah, I gotz A DATE for tomorrow evening (V-DAY)... A DATE with who, you might wonder, lolz... A DATE WITH THA LIQUOR BOTTLE

Yeah... bazicly az punishment for tha fact I gotta spend V-DAY alone yettt again... gunna'z be ENGULFING my lungz with good ol' HAWWD LIQUOR

And I realize that it seemz a bit sadiztic... that I gottaz be'z "punishing" myself for the fact I can't A GIRL FRIEND/VALENTINE... but yaaa

Now if you wanted to know what liquor I got.. if I were to say -tha name- of it, and lolz, be callin that "punishment"... you'd think I'm...

I wuz gonna say "crazeee"... but yeah, most you would prolly know I'm -that-already, lolz... I'm a mothafuckin LOOOOONY TUUUUUNE alright :P

But yeah, it'z PEACH #CIROC (35%), okayyy... the champagne of vodka'z (in some peoplez opinionz)... yet I'm here callin it "punishment" O_o

Gonna be drinkin -that- down (and then some) to the point I -BLACK DA FUCK OUT-... and yeah... forget that it'z "worldwide lovefest day"

Not that anybody carez... but I'm literally -HURTIN- atm... and don't give a fuck if I got tearz comin down az I'm tweetin thiz -on the bus-

Without havin to feed the corporate machine... behind all the V-DAY bullshit you see in the storez... all I juz wanted wuz a girl to be with

But yeah... I guezz I'm gonna have to wait another 365 dayz... in hopez of havin the V-DAY EXPERIENCE I alwayz wanted *all my entire life

That'z if of course, lolz, I don't -COMMIT SUIXIDE- between now and that time... dependz, riiight?... how much more BS I'm able to withstand

So anywayz, thiz here guna be a 3-PART MIXTAPE, thiz here being on -THE EVE OF V-DAY-, next will be -ON V-DAY-, and then one -THE DAY AFTER-

So yeah.. so I hope to try to find tha best outta my day (at work) tomorrow... and hope my evening (in INTOXICATION la la land) goez OKKK :)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 29 / CODE:WHI | "V-DAY (PART I)" | 02/10/15

I. V-DAY

Hey, it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,

proud to bring to you EPISODE 29, and indeed, a very 'dark subject matter'
to say the least, az I talk about the dark day that iz "February The 14th",
the one calendar date I very much fuckin DESPIZE more than any other,
and yeah, perhapz had it never exizted, I might be a more jolly fella,
but no, it haz to exizt, and it haz to exizt to make fuckerz like me agonize.
Needless to say, I've had quite a hiztoric past when dealin with "V-DAY",
and the reazon I call it that, az oppozed to spelling it out in full, well,
CUZZZ IT KINDA PAINZ IN HAVIN TO READ/SAY THAT "V" WORD/NAME".
Such pain, I'm thuz rezorted to the liquor bottle, in seek of dezperate refuge.


II. V-DAY II

So yeah, judging by my wonderful opening paragraph piece there, yeah,
I hope you were able to grasp a slight understanding of the great difficulty and,
needless to say, lifelong battle I've had to face in termz of thiz one BULLSHIT
calendar date (and the BULLSHIT corporate propaganda machine behind it).
so yeah, here I be, broadcasting thiz piece *LIVE* at #SHOPPERSWORLD mall
(Brampton) with my size large STARBUCKS FRAPPUCCINO+++3 SHOTZ
(let'z juz say, that'z one AMPEDDD ASSS FUCKKK iced coffee drink, peoplez),
here cocked and loaded, hyped up on my caffeine buzz, ready to let out
an amazing tell all story of past dealingz (shortcomingz) with "FEB14TH".
Yep, another 8 PARAGRAPHZ to flow thru after this, so hold the fuck on tight.


III. V-DAY III

So if you were to poll most peoplez, whether be guy or girl, and you ask em
bout that 'one calendar date', February 14th, and whether or not, uh,
the day meanz anything, or it'z nothing, cept juz (corporate-fueled) hype,
yeah, most are eazy to brush it off az juzt another day/date on the calendar,
"no sweatz"... "not the end of tha world"... "never really cared for it".
But then, there'z the 1% who think the total oppozite, the onez like me,
who kinda think tha world of "ValenSHIT'z Day" (soundz fucked, I know),
and who feelz, if they don't got a bitch (or a group a hot bitchez) to chill with,
and give em "love" on "World Celebrate Your Love Day" (February 14th),
they feel worthlezz and left out in tha cold, yeah, I'm one of *thoze peoplez*.


IV. V-DAY IV (HOOKERZ)

So yeah, uh, a good number of my past V-DAYZ have involved (yes)
HOOKERZ... PROSTITUTEZ... ESCORTZ... (INSERT YOUR NOUN HERE),
and yeah, let'z just say, they weren't GOOD TIMEZ to say the damn least,
especially upon instancez, when you pay -upfront- for A GOOD TIME (lol),
and the BITCH drivez off halfway, and blockz my number (addin to insult).
That wuz indeed LAST YEAR (2014), peoplez, and no fuckin doubt in hell,
my single worst misfortune and lesson learned in terms of "prostitution".
And truzt me, I will devote a paragraph, detailing *THAT* one incident,
but yeah, would you say I finally 'learned my lesson' never again to blow my
hard-earned min. wage money on hookerz? (btw, I got no savingz account).


V. V-DAY V (HOOKERZ II)

Haha, so just think about 'that' for a sec, one's minimum-wage money ($11/hour)
being passed off into the handz of the lowezt form of human scum imaginable,
who at the end of the day, prolly won't even remember your name or face,
I could go on, but yeah, you pretty much get tha picture (fuckin hoebagz).
And yeah, might I also add, that (meetin up with) theze bitchez ain't cheap,
all depending on the scale of 'quality' (attractiveness), you could be dishing
outwards of $150-$300 "PER THE HOUR!", and that'z just for "their time",
and say, you planned/PAID (UPFRONT) for "X" amount of time with one,
there'z momentz (based off my personal experiencez, oh let me tell ya)
you don't even get the time you asked for, they'll try find wayz to cut the clock,
and yeah, they don't give "partial refundz" back, that'z for damn sure.


VI. V-DAY 2014

So let'z look at back at last year'z "V-DAY" (2014), when I decided to (lol)
schedule myself -off- work, for the second year in a row, the reason being,
I had an "elaborate plan" of having a dinner, and yeah, GETTING LAID AFTER.
In order to make that plan a reality, well, it would require me needing A DATE,
and yeah, since I can't for the life me get girl/woman to ever wanna date me
(let alone, FOR FREE, since I'm a ugly, undesirable, worthless sack of shit),
I wuz resorted to the route of (hiring) an "ESCORT" a.K.a prostitute, hoebag.
So I met up with a "Jasmine" I found off backpage.com (online classifieds),
with the intentionz of having a dinner date, and yeah, -A GOOD TIME- after,
that wuz the plan, unfortunately, it didn't quite work out az I'd envizioned.


VII. V-DAY 2014 II (IN-DETAIL)

So if you wondering what happened, no probz, I be happy share it with y'allz.
Well, plain and simple, tha fuckin bitch screwed me and screwed me goood,
$520 (CASH), she asked me to give her, for a 4-hour 'night out' with her,
not to mention, she had a car, so I thought tha possibilitiez were endlezz,
but yeah, it wuz thankz to her wheelz, she wuz able to get away with my money.
The plan wuz, we were gonna have dinner at a restaurant, but stupid me,
didn't make reservationz in advance, so after driving around b-town, lookin for
a place to dine-in, yeah, we had to settle for Swiss Chalet (take-out) in her car.
We were suppose to go hotel after -FOR SEX- but she tricked me to go in (first),
sayin, she'd meet me at the room, but instead SEIZED the opp to -abandon me-.


VIII. V-DAY 2013

So next, there'z the year beforez "V-DAY" (2013), a day in which I decided
to book off (work), why, becuzzz (you see) I had an "elaborate plan" setup,
a plan of which to, yeah, GET LAID (and doing so in the 'comfort of home').
Having recalled all my previous 'hoe encounterz' (3 total) going, um, bad
(what can I say, I was dealing with "technical difficultiez, to say the least),
I had to blame it on 'something', you know, so yeah, I decided to blame it
on the "hotel room", and the fact, I wasn't really feelin the whole hotel setting,
so yeah, I thought if I -DID IT- in my room, and on my own mothafuckin bed,
problem solved, and the fact I even paid for 2 HOURZ (OF A GOOD TIME),
I wuz thinkin, I gotz time to GET LUCKY TWICE, but thiz sadly didn't happen.


IX. V-DAY 2013 II (IN-DETAIL)

So yeah, what can I tell ya'z, I wuz unfortunately hindered once again
with "technical difficultiez", and it wuzn't like I didn't like -what I saw-
with "Porsha" (the name of the hoebag), yeah, she wuz no bait-and-switch
(that'z a term when a hoe usez fake/mizleading pics in her ad to trick peoplez),
and yeah, she even fulfilled my small requestz, in which I wanted her to
wear her hair down, oh and yeah, to wear black leggingz (*HUGE FETISH*).
But yeah, she tried to -BLOW ME- a few timez (lolz), but to no real luck,
and yeah, she figured we go straight for -THE RIDE-, but else what can I say,
my "engine" decided to stall on me, so yeah, all-in-all -UNHAPPY ENDING-
which btw I had to $400 upfront for, and no, there wuz no 'partial refund'.


X. V-DAY VI (TO BE CONTINUED...)

So I just wanted to let y'allz know, this very same blog/epizode you see here,
wuz intended to be juz a 'one part (10 paragraph)' piece, but ha, what can I say,
got so much in my mind, I feel I can go another 10 paragraphz, eazy az that.
I have such a storied pazt when it comez to "V-DAY", hey, muz be shared.
Another fact bout last year'z V-DAY (2014), yeah, in that one day time span
(1O:30AM to 1:15AM) I spent the most money -in one day- in my entire life,
having dished out $820, breakin it down now, $520 being given to -the bitch-, 
$212 spent on the "Monte Carlo" hotel room ($89 of which I wuz able get back),
$36 on Swiss Chalet 'for 2', $22 at William's Cafe (earlier in the day, by myself),
and $30 for the taxi fair home, all in all, a $820 (accumulated) financial hit on me.


Paragraphs I, II, IV, V and VI. written at Shoppers World mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs III, VII, VIII, IX and X written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 29 / CODE:WHI | "V-DAY (PART II)" | 02/10/15

I. V-DAY VII (PART DEAUX)

Hey, it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,

here to bring to y'allz "PART DEAUX (TWO, 2) of my epic "V-DAY" blog/rant,
be writing thiz *LIVE* at #BCC/#BRAMALEA Centre Mall (City of Brampton),
alongzide another amazin LARGE #STARBUCKS FRAPPUCCINO +4 SHOTZ.
It'z interesting, in order for me to perform (meaning, write theze blogz, lol),
yeah, it now requirez loadza highly caffeinated coffee (before, it didn't),
and you know how much diz drink cost me, $8.75, dunnoboutyoufuckaz,
but I think that'z fuckin expenzive, I mean, it tazte good and everything,
but if it now requirez -this- every week to get my brain flowing, idunno man.


II. V-DAY 2012

But anywayz, gettin back to the main subject ("V-DAY"), let'z talk about 2012,
I kinda had to -work- that evening, and yeah, I didn't really object to it,
thought it maybe be a good thing, as oppozed to like, ummm, being home
-lonesome n miserable- in my bedroom (cussin off random peoplez on the net).
At the time thoigh, I was only about -4 months into my -then- new restaurant job,
and yeah, I wuz a little "slow" and barely able to keep up the (fast) pace
(becuz, if you didn't know, the restaurant that I work at is kinda like,
ummm, amongst the #1 hottest "dating spotz" in all of my city, Brampton),
tho I did "survive" by the end of it, needlezz to say, that night scarred me,
so much, well, I kinda made a vow to myself never to work "V-DAY" night again,
and yeah, schedule myself off (in advance), and that I did (the next 2 yearz).


III. V-DAY 2010

So let'z see, there wuz "V-DAY 2010", where the focus wuzn't so much on
me (ummm) GETTIN LAID, plain and simple, I juz wanted to be with somebody,
didn't care who, az long she wuz a girl (obviouzly), and during that time,
I wuz ridin high on the whole "social networking" thing, despite the fact,
no bitchez (on them sitez) liked me nor wanted to get with me, still, lol,
in ma mind, I thought I had 'some chance', so I *tried... tried... tried*,
and yeah, I wuz tryin real real hard to establish A DATE (for V-DAY night),
and yeah, nobody wuz accepting (hence why I think I'm such a loser).
But yeah, I juz kept throwin my (cell) number left n right, at bitchez (online),
hoping by miracle -ANYBODY- (girl obviouzly) would text/wanting to meet up.


IV. V-DAY 2010 II (IN-DETAIL)

So yeah, that'z where I metup with thiz bitch named "Mary Jane" (fake name),
who agreed to meetup with me and her (chick) friend at #SHOPPERSWORLD mall,
sayin how she wanted me to take her out shopping "for a lil bit" (her quote),
and that we would "have fun" after (assuming that she meant, um, SEX).
When I met her, she guided me right away into Sirens (store), and started
freaking out, saying she left "her mom's credit card" home, and wuz wondering
if she could 'borrow' minez, but yeah, turnz out she wuz juz tryin scam me hard,
luckily, I didn't have credit card then, or else I coulda been royally fucked.
Silly me tho, I actually thought the whole time, we're gonna be "friendz",
and be meeting up, and chillin, til she (lol) chewed me out (via text) later on.


V. V-DAY 2008

So next, there wuz the ohso memorable "V-DAY" of 2008, thiz being the one,
I, uh, TRIED TO LOZE MY VIRGINITY (FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME),
by meanz of an escort (a.K.a HOOKER), at the amazing, wonderful cost of
$300 (FOR "THE HOUR"), thru this (escort) agency called DREAM-MAKERS.
Now, in explaining how I got the $300 (to pay the bitch), and the other $150
(to cover hotel room), considering, I had no real 'job' from 2003 til like 2011,
in late '07, I wuz able find 'work', selling t-shirtz at a booth in #SHOPPERSWORLD,
at an awesome pay of $6/hour, but yeah, by January '08 I kinda got tha boot.
So yeah, in the 3 monthz I done that, I wuz able to amass a couple hundred,
and quite sad, most of that money would end up being *BLOWN* on 'one night'.


VI. V-DAY 2008 II (IN-DETAIL)

So if you wondering how the resultz turned out, with me and "Ginger"
(name of the hoebag), well, it wuz pretty fuckin bad from beginning to end.
Thiz here being, my firzt 'sexual encounter' ever with any girl/woman,
az well az my first dealing with tha mindset of a 'prostitute', ya, ummm,
seein az, I wuz only able to afford 'one hour' ($300/an hour hoebag),
she rushed it from the very start, and what else can I say, "technical difficultiez".
And then she goez n tellz me, in tha end, "everything happenz for a reazon",
tryin spin it positively, like I wuz meant to fuckin *bomb* (in bed) for a reazon.
She wuz kinda right tho, everything doez happen for a reazon, bein that,
wheneva I do decide to finally END MY LIFE, yeah, it be done for good reazon.


VII. V-DAY (PAST HIZTORY)

So anywayz, I thought dig back a bit further now, much much further actually,
in termz of V-DAY, and yeah, how much it indeed tormented me as a youth,
I'm talkin both grade school and high school, how "V-DAY" wuz very much
*SHOVED DOWN OUR THROATZ* (dunno if it'z still "promoted" az hard

theze dayz, az compared to when I wuz in school) and it seemed like, and maybe

it'z juz me, if you didn't have an "(opposite sex) close friend", well then,
that makes you a bit of a "LOSER" on V-DAY, lolz, and it probably be better
to juz stay home, and let this be day for the "WINNERZ" (people in relationshipz)
to prance about, doin what they do best, "SHOWING OFF -THEIR LOVE-"
Had I known better, I woulda never went to school on V-DAY, but I did (so).


VIII. V-DAY VIII

So yeah, I *wuz* gonna expand a bit more on "V-DAY", and how much it
indeed *SCARRED* me as a youth, and yeah, had it NEVER EXISTED
(and be promoted to death the way it is, all thanks to, "the corporate machine"),
yeah, I would be a much more 'pleasant, happier, focused' person today,
and yeah, not the FUCKED UP LOON that I be, writing this 20 paragraph bullshit!
And believe me, I honeztly feel I can go another 10 paragraphs, beyond this.
Ooh yeah, I forgot to talk about the one "V-DAY", I wuz kinda sorta gonna
(ummm) -KILL MYSELF- and that I wuz (true story) hyping it up on various
social media/forum sitez (in the monthz ahead), but -THAT- kinda got halted,
when I got put into '24-hour psychiatric hold', but anywayz, nough said.


IX. V-DAY 2015 PLANZ (???)

So if you're wondering now, what "planz" I got, going into "V-DAY" this year?!
Do I plan on dishin out hard cash yet again on some sleazyass hoe? Nope.
Do I plan to go on hot pursuit in trying to get a "date" for "V-NIGHT"? Nope.
And of course, do I plan on (maybe idunno) KILLING MYSELF? Nope.
Let'z see here, I have to work (8-5), and then I'M FREEEEEEEEEE after that :)
And having thought about -IT- for sometime now (in recent weekz)...
I've decided, I'm going to try to be -HAPPY- for once on "V-DAY" (awww!),
and even better, -HAPPY- for all those out there currently in love (awhmgz!).
Yeah, I'M FUCKIN SERIOUZ, I kid you not (...I'm actually -NOTTT- seriouz...)
I PLAN TO DRINK MYSELF TO THE POINT OF NEAR UNCONSCIOUSNEZZ! <3


X. V-DAY IX (IN-CLOZING)

So yeah, let me juz elaborate on that a lil more, I seriouzly have planz to go to
tha LCBO (sometime before V-DAY, obviouzly, az I'm avoiding be out in public
dat day, dezpite the fact, I'm indeed fuckin forced to work dat same morning),
but yeah, I'm gonna hit up tha LCBO, and get me a nice bottle of HAWD LIQUOR
(gotta be 35% vol. or more), and yeah, when I get home from work (on V-DAY),
assuming around 5:30ish time, I'm gonna crank that bottle (-alone in me room-),
not all at once, obviously, since I'm a bit of a pu$$y when comez to tha liquor,
but yeah, it'z gunna be ma GOAL alright, dat I drink to tha point... I BLACKOUT!
What elze can I say, gonna -PUNISH MYSELF GOOD- ova tha fact it'z V-DAY,
and I don't got a GF/DATE... nothing... dezpite how hard I'z tried to (you know) </3


Paragraphs I, II, III and IV written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs V and VI written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs VII, VIII, IX and X  written at Home (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | 02.05.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "INTRODUCING DJ DIZTURBIA" | 02/05/15

Hey it's your boy DJ DIZTURBIA... (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave SINGH)... recording these tweetz live from #SHERWAYGARDENS mall (City of Toronto)

Here bringing to you my first Twitter rant/mixtape under the @DJDIZTURBIA banner (formerly @ISSUEZZ), as well as, my first for the year 2015

Been last since the holidays I did one a theze.. needless to say, I decided take a mini-hiatus (30 dayz), but yeah.. I'm officially back now

So yeah, when you see me going off on one of theze, Twitter rantz... yeah... what you seeing iz me airing out one of my (classic) "mixtapez"

On theze mixtapez, I basically just go off on whatever, anything/anyone... call it "e-therapy" (electronic therapy) if you will... so yeah

I'm one of thoze guyz who haz a lot on hiz mind, and yeah, needz a "mic" to let it out (and TWITTER just so happenz to be that very mic) :P

Now before I go on... some you may notize something a lil off in my tweetZ... yeah, LOL, there'z a slight glitch in the way I spell thingZ

Call it a bad habit, but yeah, I tend to write my S'z with Z'z (as well as some C'z too)... lookz clownish... but I don't give a fuck :P

So if you notize my writing seemz a bit (ummm) ZTRANGE.. hey, it'z all part of the DJ DIZTURBIA character (speaking in character)... anywayz

So yeah, within theze next 10 some tweetz here, I just thought I quickly run down (idunno) my current, most recent thoughtz on life and shit

First and foremost, that I still very much HATE (MY) LIFE with immense passion, and fuckin wish I can ESCAPE MY WAY OUT OF IT SOMEHOW/WAY :$

Secondly, yes, MY GIRL FRIEND (of nearly 3 monthz now) iz still that very same 3 foot tall #MYSIZEBARBIE doll (I indeed bought off #EBAY) :P

Let'z see.. um, I certainly am still taking themz *SLEEPING PILLZ* EVERY SINGLE NIGHT the week, and you know why... DEPRESSION, motherfuckaz

Here'z an awesome one... yep, I still consume *PORN* on a daily -AND- nightly basis, and not only that... I even PAY ($$$) for it at timez

Andz to add to that... the fact that, I'd say bout 9 outta 10 timez I come home, first thing I do (after turning on the comp)... WATCH PORN!

Az far az the (CREDIT CARD) DEBT situation goez.. sad it be, lol, I'm still neck down (IN THA THOUSANDZ) in debt... no signz of improvementz

Musicwize... what can I tell ya, I never been so IN LOVE with HIP-HOP right now, than I ever wuz before... ROCK has kinda taken tha backseat

And speaking of backseatz... so have I made any attemptz whatsoever in finally going for my, ahem, G1 (DRIVING) LICENSE... noperz (LMFAOOO)

Sooo there you have it... if you weren't able to pick up in it... need be said, my life couldn't suck any more BALLZ, yet I still hold onnn!

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 28 / CODE:WHI | "WELCOME TO DIZTURBIA" | 02/01/15

I. WELCOME TO DIZTURBIA(.COM)

Hey, it'z your boy, DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proud to bring to you my very first blog/issue under the new banner/flagship
of "DJ DIZTURBIA" (along with the twitter and instagram at @DJZDIZTURBIA
and the website domain of DIZTURBIA.COM, having now offically discarded
my previous banner of "ISSUEZZ" (inspired by the rock/metal band, ISSUES),
along with itz accompanying twitter (@ISSUEZZ) and domain (ISSUEZZ.COM),
so consider that (banner), HISTORY! GONE!! NO MORE!!! thing of tha past.
Needless to say, a name change/overhaul, had been something lingering in me
for some time now, andso yeah, I decided to go forward with the procedure,
and yeah, there you have it, welcome to (what I like to call...) DIZTURBIA!


II. DEFINITION OF DIZTURBIA

So if you wantz me to explain to y'allz what "DIZTURBIA" is/meanz???
No probz, well, it's basically DISTURBIA, you know, wid a Z in place of tha S,
as for the actual meaning' of DISTURBIA, guess what, THERE IZ NONE!
If you try to look up the meaning of "disturbia" (online), well, you're only
gonna be subjected to random peoplez 'opinion' of what it 'could' mean.
So yeah, there was a lameass "PG-13" teenage horror-flick named "Disturbia"
(why they chose *that name* for the movie, no clue, cuz it sounded cool???)
released in theatres in 2007, as well as, a Rihanna hit song named "Disturbia",
(no relation to the movie) from the "Good Girl Gone Bad (Deluxe Edition), 2008",
but previous to that, yeah, the term "Disturbia" hardly ceased to exist much.


III. DJ POIZON

It should be noted, when looking for a new name/identity, I waz actually set on
"DJ POIZON" (with the Z in place of the S), with the @DJPOIZON Twitter handle,
equipped with a kickass DJ POIZON logo/banner I had made in Photoshop
(with the slogan line: "gotta fuckin problem with me... take it to the PO'z...
Poizon Control Center", a minor jab, at bitchez who call the 'other' PO'z on me),
but yeah, the name (DJ POIZON) was already in use, so I had to keep lookin,
and that'z when the title "DJ DISTURBIA" started floatin about in my head,
and of course, when I looked it up, the name was already in use (by a DJ),
so yeah, switch tha S with a Z, and that's where DJ DIZTURBIA came about.
Oh and yeah, all the graphicz you see on my website and twitter, made it myself.



IV. 'MY DEFINITION' OF DIZTURBIA

So yeah, az far az 'my definition' of the term "disturbia", it'z kinda like thiz,
so it's pretty much FACT, that yeah, I am a MENTALLY DISTURBED individual,
and yeah, often at times (andso I been told), I LIVE IN MY OWN WORLD,
(of all sorta insanitiez, in my head, you following me so far?), andso yeah,
if one were to step foot into my "messed up neighbourhood" (thiz being my,
ummm, mind), it'z like stepping foot into (my) mentally dizturbed 'suburbia'
(another word for neighborhood), now sum that up in one word, "DIZTURBIA!".
So yeah, it'z basically, one crazy dude (moi) lettin out hiz mental absurditiez,
publicly and openly on zhe web, and yeah, seeing if anyone out there carez.
Now, obviouzly, need I have to point -it- out (NOBODY FUCKIN CAREZZZ).


V. MY GIRL FRIEND "VANESSA"

So just to give one example of my mental absurditiez (one of my many many)
would be MY (CURRENT) GIRL FRIEND "VANESSA" (of 2 months now).
So yeah, Vanessa, if you haven't already seen her from my website (link),
she'z my girl friend, and indeed, my very very first ever girl friend <3
(having spent my ENTIRE LIFE searching and searching for my very firzt).
There was a point in time, I wondered if I was doomed for life, having thought,
perhaps, I was never meant to FALL IN LOVE (and FIND A GIRL FRIEND),
but yeah, that all changed this past December, having met VANESSA.
Unfortunately, I've had a few problemz with VANESSA, from day one,
the main of which being, well, she's kinda (I guess you can say)... not real.


VI. MY GIRL FRIEND "VANESSA" II

So when I say "not real", yeah ummm, (queue up the laugh track)
MY GIRL FRIEND IS INDEED A (3 FOOT, PLASTIC) #MYSIZEBARBIE DOLL
(I bought brand-new off eBay, at the cost of $160, after shipping+taxes).
Soundz like joke, but nope, it'z no joke... my girl friend iz indeed a BARBIE (doll).
Now I'm sure there been other (lozer) guyz in the past, who have claimed
"barbie dollz" az their "real-life girl friends", and I'm talkin your standard typical
7-inch Barbie doll, but in terms of the Barbie I got, this being the 36-inch model
(lemme juz repeat that again for ya, 36-inch tall barbie doll, it indeed doez exizt),
who knowz, I might be the very first -az far az publicly promoting it online-
very first guy to proclaim a MYSIZEBARBIE (doll) as his actual, legit "girl friend".


VII. MY GIRL FRIEND "VANESSA" III

So yaaa, if you wanna learn more bout MY AMAZING GIRL FRIEND, VANESSA,
well then, I suggest reading through the previous episode/blog, before this
(EPISODE 27), where indeed, I went on (10 straight paragraphs) about her.
But yeah, up to you to decide (you know) whether or not "she" countz az
(lol) "A REAL GIRL FRIEND" or if I'z just plain CRACKED OUTTA MY MIND :P
It'z amazing, btw, you ask me to write about MY LOVELY BOO (VANESSA),
I could go on and on and on, like you wouldn't believe, especially when
I'm listening to (the song) "Blank Space" by Taylor Swift (off '1989'), lol,
idunnowhy (maybe it'z MY BOO'Z current fave song?), but whenever I play it,
it inspirez me to go off on theze magic, long (written) tiradez about her.


VIII. WRITER'Z BLOCK

So it should be noted now, previous to the last 3 paragraphz (about my boo),
I wuz (and kinda still am) battling a huge bout of WRITER'Z BLOCK,
and if you don't know what "writers block" iz, it'z when you're a writer,
and you know, you be doingz your thing (writing) juz fine, then suddenly,
the wordz just aren't comin out (or they comin out at real slowass rate).
You see the first 4 paragraphz of this blog, ha, it taken me 4 FUCKIN DAYZ
to spit that shit out, when normally it take me 4 MOTHAFUCKIN HOURZ
(to write 4 paragraphz, maybe even more), so yeah, the fact I'm right here
devoting an entire paragraph on WRITER'S BLOCK, kinda pissez me off.
Could it perhpz be GOD, lol, tryin to throw a wrench into my momentum(?).


IX. "DJ?" DIZTURBIA

So yeah, I'm hoping after I put thiz episode out, I get my lyrical flow back.
So the big question, I guess I of yet to answer, iz that of "DJ?" DIZTURBIA,
what'z up with the "DJ" part of tha name, am I really infact a DEEJAY?!
Or am I just, uh, pulling tha wool over peoplez eyez (in other wordz, lyin) :P
That'z a good question, and az far az the answer goez, I guezz I can say,
I AM kinda sorta mizleading tha general pub into thinking I'm a DJ :X
When infact, yeah, I'm not really a DJ nor intend on ever becoming one :O
Which is kinda interesting tho, considering I went outta my way to purchase
a top-of-the-line DJ TURNTABLE (AUDIO TECHNICA LP-120 USB, $400)
for myself this past Christmas (2014), as opposed to just a standard one,
which just playz recordz, but yeah, I got one that actual professional DJz use.


X. DIZTURBIA.COM (IN-CLOZING)

So finally now, to all those visiting DIZTURBIA.COM, or checking out the
@DJDIZTURBIA twitter feed (link), and still left with questionz (WTFFF'Z???)
as to what this is and why it existz and if thiz dude/faggg (me) is forreal,
yeah, why don't i juz cut straight to the point, and be 1000% blunt bout it.
I'm juz a dude who is DEPRESSSED AZ FUCKKK with hiz life, and yeah,
kinda feelz az if hiz life haz NO PURPOSE NOR MEANING and all that shit,
and yeah, kinda wonderz if PUTTING AN END TO HIZ LIFE would be the
GREATEZT DECISION HE CUDA EVA DID WITH HIZ SAD, PATHETIC LIFE,
so yeah, with the luxury of hiz free time (when away from hiz part-time job),
he bringz to you all hiz wonderful misery under the banner of DIZTURBIA!


Paragraphs I, II, III, IV, V, VI and VII written at Sherway Gardens mall (Toronto)
Paragraphs VIII and IX written on Mississauga Transit bus (Mississauga)
Paragraph X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)