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Monday, March 30, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 34 / CODE:WHI | "RANDOMNEZZ" | 03/30/15



I. 


Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
recording this live at, my usual spot, that'z right, #Bramalea City Centre mall,
here to let out a whole load of randomnezz, hence the title of thiz blog,
for which I've titled it, "RANDOMNEZZ", covering a wide range of subjects.
But yeah, thiz here gonna be my last blog/episode I'll be puttin out, for some time,
az I'm gonna be a slight bit -occupied- by my job, for the month of April,
having to do "double-duty" in termz of work hourz (45 hourz a week,
az oppozed to tha 30 hourz/week work schedule that I normally do),
so yeah, I'm gonna be writing/releasing a whole muthaload of blogz
(a whole one monthz worth) well ahead of time, for the month of April.


II. 

So yeah, each and every month, I would release 2 very special blogz,
each dedicated to 2 recordz of my personal choozing (I would purchase),
to add to my ever-growing vinyl/record collection (started in 2014).
The first of two being Issues (link) 'self-titled (Issues)' album (2014), and
A$AP Rocky'z (link) "Long.Live.A$AP" album (2013), in June of last year (2014).
After that, would follow some somewhat interesting (perhapz questionable)
additions to my music/record collection, with recordz such az
Kanye West'z "Yeezus" (2013), Marilyn Manson'z "Antichrist Superstar" (1996),
and one my most most favorite recordz of all-time, that of course being,
Nine Inch Nails' "The Downward Spiral" (1994), juz to name a few.
III. 

Since November though, those blogz kinda came to a sudden halt, not to say
'I lost interest in (buyin, playin) recordz', I haven't, tha passion iz still there,
in fact I've bought quite a numba of recordz the last couple monthz,
juz that I neva got around to writin/talkin about em, havin been sidetracked/lined
in recent monthz by many, um, depression battlez (2014 holidayz, v-day 2015),
and not to mention, ma current depression battle, you wanna know that iz,
it'z called "getting your accounts/profiles (on dating websites) deleted,
and having to recreate them *REPEATEDLY* (very time consuming task)",
puttin that all aside, I'm finally gonna try squeeze time outta my chaotic life,
to talk about those records, so all throughout April, you'll be seein that.
IV. 

So speaking now on "online dating/social sitez", and the fact that, YEAH,
my profilez/accountz are deleted within 2 (TWO!) to 48 hourz upon creation, lol,
which includez the following networkz: OKC, POF, MeetMe, and Badoo,
yeah, I guezz they be doin thiz az a *SIGN* to say "I'm not welcomed here"
(and of course, "GO FIND SECONDHAND, USED BITCHEZ ELSEWHERE),
but yeah, apparently the *MEMO* hasn't reached ma 'head office' yet :P
So I've decided to make the decision to leave the online dating/social scene
AZ DJ DIZTURBIA, I repeat, AZ DJ DIZTURBIA (let's make that shit clear),
and yeah, I'm gonna start operating under a 'fake account', that'z right,
but juz for temporary time beingz tho (you know, juz az an experiment) :P
V. 
So next now, I wanna talk about ma (current, cell) number, it bein 4I6-884-3787,
for which I've had for close to 2 yearz now, but yeah, I'm plannin it changin it soon,
and the reason why iz plain and simple, becuzzz "I fuckin want to" :)
Or better I say, I WANNA FIRE THAT FUCKER, kiss that S.O.B. goodbye,
kinda like when a sportz team firez their head coach, lol, cuz tha team suckz,
and yeah, puttin in a new coach, and hopin they get betta resultz thereonafter,
lol, same sorta deal (almost) iz how I feel when it comez to my cell numba,
tho it probably doez sound a bit insaney, I know, for one to be pointin blame
for their failurez and misfortunez in life (when comez to bitchez) on somethin
az innocent az a phone numba, but yeah, ma brain kinda functionz like that.
VI. 

So speaking of ma phone numba, that bringz me to tha subject of, yeah,
ma lovely n' wonderful phone, oh wait (kinda left the big n' important part out),
ma lovely n' wonderful *RIFF-RAFF THEMED* iPhone, tha'z right (see pic).
Well, what can I tell ya folkz, lookz like tha (b)romance iz officially ova!
Now don't get me wrong, I still like RIFF-RAFF, and find him very amusing,
and am very much PROUD owna of hiz NEON ICON record, the actual RECORD
(limited to 500 copiez only, worldwide, btw), but yeah, sad have to say it,
but I've made tha decision to change ma "iPhone theme", after, let'z see now,
nearly 'one month' operating under the RIFF-RAFF design (decal+case),
the reason being, well, I juz don't think it suitz me (personalitywize).
VII. 

So yeah, had NONE to do with what 'other people' thought of ma phone,
and yeah, az I'm writing thiz, in a highly-populated area (BRAMA-FUCKIN-LEA)
in broad daylight, I still got tha RIFF-RAFF theme still on (ma iPhone),
and will still be runnin with it, until all tha 'partz' for ma new theme come in
(via tha mail), but yeah, I've decided on a MEGATRON (Transformers) theme,
despite tha fact I'm not really all that much of a diehard 'Transformers' fan,
I juz happen to have thiz strange attraction to tha 'decepticon' logo,
and how it representz 'evil' and burning 'hatred' (if that makez any sense),
and when I look at myself, I think 'evil', and no question of a doubt,
I'm juz LOADED with 'hatred', idunno, I think it suitez me pretty damn well.
VIII. 

So a few week'z back (at tha start of tha month, 03/01/15), I posted a blog,
quite a lengthy one too (20 paragraphz), all about my forthcomin birthday
(05/30/15), and yeah, the fact I have a lot of 'anticipation' heading into it,
being that, well, it'z slated to be "tha birthday to make-up for all previous
(idunnoexactlyhowmany, I'd fuckin lost track) birthdays gone awry (bad)".
Thiz iz tha one to make all -THA PAIN- (and tainted memoriez) fade away,
but in order for thiz to (OBVIOUZLY) happen, well, I'd need -a partner- of sortz,
you know, the one by your side, through all the highz and lowz in life.
Sadly, a full month now haz transpired, since putting out that writing (link),
and there been, indeed, ABSOLUTE ZERO PROGRESS in findin a girl friend </3
IX. 

So yeah, ain't it amazing, I'm here -waiting (BY MIRACLE)- that between NOW
(03.30.15) and MA BDAY (05.30.15) I somehow someway find a girl friend,
and am indeed thuz able to have that 'time of ma life' bday I'd alwayz wanted.
Now, when one sayz, "they wanna have -tha time a their life- on their bday",
it can mean different thingz, depending on tha person and their lifestyle,
and yeah, some lean upon "family" to carry out the illustrious honour (of
making one feel loved/appreciated on their birthday), or in other (most) casez,
they lean upon "friendz" (alongside a lil something extra called "alcohol"),
and yeah, you wake up tha next day, feelin great about tha day before
(or hung over/strung ova, not knowin tha fuck happened, still a 'positive'),
for me, -tha time of ma life- iz that of A DATE (with a girl), plain and simple.
X. 

So, tha forecast, az it showz right thiz very minute (az far az my bday goez),
based on my current circumstancez indicatez that I will be *celebrating*
my bday (05.30.15, need I remind): -ALL ALONE- yet again (awe) </3
unlezz of course, I decide last, last minute to *arrange* with some fuckin
no good PROSTITUTE BITCH WHORE (off a backpage or whereva)
at the expense of (idunno) howeva many hundredz of $$ per the hour,
and end up feelin more worse in tha end, when tha night doezn't really
go az great az planned, bein that (ontoppa clear, obviouz depression issuez)
I got SEXUAL DIFFICULTY PROBLEMZ (or so I think, could be wrong).
So let'z see if MIRACLEZ can happen in theze next 60 dayz (leadin up to ma bday).
Paragraphs I through VIII written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs IX and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 03.25.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "RECKLEZZ SPENDINGZ" | 03/25/15


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Friday, March 20, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 33 / CODE:RED | "FUCK WEDDINGZ (4 LIFE)" | 03/20/15





I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proud to bring to ya a very, very special and emotional blog broadcast
focuzed mainly on WEDDINGZ, that'z right, HOLY MATRI-BULLSHIT-MONY!
being written live on Brampton mothafuckin Transit, on ma way to ma job,
and yes, I gotta job (surprizin az it soundz, being the mentalfuck that I am),
and prolly doezn't help, in mentioning, what exactly it iz I do for a living,
be that, I MAKE FOOD, lol (omgz, scareee, who eva wanna eat food I MADE!),
buh anywayz, the focus on today'z writing here iz indeed on WEDDINGZ,
and tha fact that, YEAH, I never ever ever (Taylor Swift, lol) plan to go one
ever again, fo tha rest of ma life (and I'll explain juz WHY?! in thiz very blog).


II. 

So yeah, where tha fuck to begin, so imagine you decide to go to your mailbox,
and you see a "cute, little red envelope" in it (made out to your parentz),
and you later see it (open) to find, what inside, a wedding invitation (awe),
a wedding invitation from who, oh, juz another cousin you not really close wit,
but becuz yo last name iz either tha same az (or closely associated wit) theirz,
they "feel" az if they are "friendz" with you, or that otha f-word, "family" LOL,
when the reality iz, they could GO FUCK THEMSELVEZ, oh and yeah,
take their fuckin wedding reception invitation and FUCKIN SHOVE IT!
To say thiz "invitation" made me ANGRY (upon sight), lol, fuckin right,
and (the word) 'angry' would be an understatement to say the very least.


III. 

So there'z no doubt in ma mind, I intend on NOT going to thiz "wedding",
although I kinda haven't yet made this announcement to 'tha rentz',
though I've made it clear to them (especially the last 5 yearz), that yeah,
I FUCKIN HATE WEDDINGZ, and yeah, I take em quite 'personal' :P
Now tha last wedding I had gone to, wuz in 2008, for a cousin'z wedding,
in New York City (and no, I didn't get to see "the city", during that trip),
back at a time, I kinda had no say/control of ma life, ontop a bein unemployed,
so yeah, I pretty much wuz *FORCED* to had to go to that wedding.
Luckily, when I did (later) find a job, I wuz able get more control of my life,
and wuz able to (more eazily) say "FUCK YOU!" to (family) weddingz.


IV. 

And speakin of (me) sayin FUCK YOU! to family weddingz, yeah,
that bringz me back to 2 yearz ago, when I refused to go to another one
of my cousinz weddingz, out in Scarborough, and tha fact that I (lol)
cited "my (restaurant) job" az the reason I couldn't go (to tha wedding),
despite tha fact, I coulda eazily taken 'the night-off' (to attend that BULLSHIT),
but yeah, I basically -clinged- to ma workplace, to save me from going :P
Funny though, the next day (after the wedding reception), the parentz be
tellin me how, a numba of peoplez were askin bout me, and where I wuz,
and they had to tell em all, "he couldn't be here cuzza work", awwwe </3
So that wuz the first wedding (among the many to follow) I'd boycotted :P


V. 

So yeah, there'z not only ONE wedding, but TWO "I gotta go to"
thiz summer (2015), the otha being anotha cousin'z wedding, of all placez,
NEW YORK FUCKIN CITY (yeah, I got "tha opportunity" to go to NYC!)
and yeah, LOL, I made it fuckin clear to tha rentz... I AINT'Z ATTENDIN!
So yeah, thiz (cousin) iz tha younger sista of tha same (female) cousin,
who'z wedding I'd been -forced to attend- (cry me a river) back in '08,
an experience (havin to attend both tha wedding ceremony and reception)
that left me -EMOTIONALLY BATTERED N' BRUISED- by the end of it.
I sooo didn't wanna be there, I even had my skullcandiez (earphonez) on, lol,
for nearly the entire wedding reception (up until my iPod battery died).


VI. 

So yeah, that wedding (the one in NYC) iz scheduled for mid-May,
and the otha (taking place in nearby, Mississauga) iz scheduled for early-July,
and yeah, I got NO INTENTIONZ of attendin either fuckin one a them,
oh and yeah, the only fuckin way I'm going, iz if I GOTZ ME A GIRL FRIEND,
and I obviouzly know, that'z NEVA GONNA FUCKIN HAPPEN, in ma lifetime,
but I figure I juz throw THAT THOUGHT (previous line) out there anywayz,
seeing az I am a firm believa in MIRACLEZ, lol, you know what I mean.
The "miracle" being, that WHOEVA JUZ SO HAPPENZ TO BE READIN THIZ,
will either (...step forward...) and BE MA GIRL FRIEND or in some way
HELP ME IN FINDIN A GIRL FRIEND, so I can "happily" attend theze weddingz :)


VII. 

Soundz sadistic, in me sayin it, but had "the invitation" been sent to me
(not my parentz, like az in tha mail envelope wuz in my name, to open),
yeah, I woulda ripped tha thing up in a million piecez (or maybe do one furtha,
set FLAMEZ on thiz motherfucka,not givin one fuck that "IT'S FAMILY!").
It'z ma parentz 'property' howeva, so yeah, got no 'planz' on doin any that.
But how special, they even had MA NAME (hand-written, by whoeva)
alongside ma parentz namez, not to leave me out (like I mean something).
Thiz bitch (who'z gettin married), andso I'm told, iz a 'second cousin',
and let'z see, I recall meetin her like 5 timez total in ma life, and we prolly talked,
lol, like 5 minutez total, ma point bein... she meanz fuckin NOTHIN to me!


VIII. 

Az far az tha other cousin goez, yeah, I LIKED her (do note, the past tense),
and yeah, at ONE TIME we were close, and I literally mean ONE TIME,
at a family party 2 yearz ago (2013), we both talked for like over an hour,
which I found astonishing in that, in the previouz 20-something yearz,
we mighta talked a total of 15 minz, but we really bonded that night,
alongside the fact, I wuz extremely PHYSICALLY ATTRACTED to her,
and had a hard time staring off her cleavage, and she didn't seem to mind it.
I wuz told after tho, she had been drinking a bit (before we had talked),
and if not all for tha liquor, she wouldn't given 2 shitz to wanna talk to me.
Moreso wit thiz cousin than tha otha... SHE CAN GO FUCK HERSELF!!!


IX. 

So I should prolly explain what it iz I got against weddingz (bout time, eh),
k, um, now it aintz like I wuz alwayz against em all ma entire life or anythin,
or that there wuz 'one' wedding (of the 8 or 9 total I'd attended my whole life)
that caused me to DESPIZE weddingz, far az I recall, I didn't really mind em,
juz when came to findin the proper clothingz to wear, that often be a bitch.
But yeah, when you go to weddingz az a little kid, you kinda get fed (LOL)
*the assumption* or "belief" that, um, -YOUR TIME (TO GET MARRIED)-
WILL COME, you juz gotta live your life, and eventually, thingz will go -AZ HOPED-,
meaning, YOU FALL IN LOVE here n there, then eventually FIND THE ONE!
But when you've come to realize, you were neva meant to fall in love, well then...


X. 

Well then, kinda changez your whole 'perspective' (of weddingz) doesn't it,
and it not only makez one 'ponder' if they should really, you know, go -or- no,
but for me particularly, it goez far and beyond that, and dare I fuckin say,
I take it az an INSULT, to have to attend a wedding ceremony/celebration,
considering yeah, all I've had to go through (slash, SUFFER THROUGH, yeah)
in termz of searchin and tryin to my very bestest "in finding a girl friend...",
but to no avail (awe), despite all avenuez I've tried (online, barz, clubz, mallz).
So yeah, I thought I make "tha official announcement", righ here righ now,
that, yeah, I DON'T PLAN TO ATTEND ANOTHER SINGLE WEDDING
for the rest of ma life (...FOR AZ LONG AZ UNTIL I FIND A GIRL FRIEND) <3
Paragraphs I, IX and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs II through VIII written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
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Sunday, March 15, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 03.15.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "KARMIN" | 03/15/15


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Tuesday, March 10, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 32 / CODE:GRN | "HIP-HOP" | 03/10/15




I. HIP-HOP (INTRO)


 Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
bringin to you, BLOG/EPISODE #32, proudly addressin ma love for HIP-HOP,
tha'z right, MOTHAFUCKIN HIPPITY HIP HIP HIP to tha HIZZZOP, lmfao,
bein written live, btw, at (wait for it...) #BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE mall (Brampton).
I figure I try to find something different to write/talk about, seein az, yeah,
tha *subject matter* in the last couple blog/episodez, I'd recently put out,
they'z kinda pulled some maddd heartstringz, and in fact, they pulled
em so hard, they had me goin 'extra innings' (in termz of paragraph writing).
So I juz felt like writin about $HIT that makez me (somewhat) HAPPY in life,
that of which bein "MUSIC" (big big music fan and supporter that I am).
II. HIP-HOP II

So yeah, no real point detailin ma whole -life story- az far az music goez,
pluz pluz pluz, if I do, I would be givin away ma age juz a bit (a big no no),
buh yeah, safe to say tho, for tha majority a ma (music listening) life,
yeee, I wuz a "rock guy" (talkin: alternative, metal, punk, industrial),
with occasional break periodz (exploring: pop, techno, and even hip-hop),
and when it came specifically to hip-hop, I neva really quite got it, az far az why it wuz so popular, much more than tha shit I wuz diggin (rock music),
and there timez, where I not only wuzn't feelin it, I flat out admittedly HATED IT,
and would be often at timez vocal bout it, sayin how much "it suckz",
and all juz sum hipster goofz talkin over sum repetitive, looped background.
III. HIP-HOP III

So while I wish I could explain to y'allz where "the turning point" wuz,
when hip-hip/rap became tha new -default- in termz of my one 'fave genre',
having now officially (az of 2015) dethroned 'rock music', not to say tho,
that I've completely stopped listening to it (for good) definitely can't say that,
but yeah, what once held a "minimum 60% presence" on my iPod (and iPhone),
while the remaining % wuz a blend of all other genrez, what else can I say,
hip-hop haz the majority sharehold, and yeah, runz tha mothafuckin show now.
Oh and yeah, tha fact I recently switched up ma "iPhone skin/theme" from
ASKING ALEXANDRIA (heavy metal band) to RIFF-RAFF (hip-hop artist),
couldn't be anymore symbolic of the whole (um) changing of tha guard.
IV. HIP-HOP IV

So yeah, aside from the change in tunez, it'z also affected ma wardrobe,
in that, what once wuz a dude who wuz all about designer/brand clothingz
(talkin: Guess, Diesel, Polo/Ralph Lauren, Lacoste, Affliction, Hollister, etc),
that $hit died on me, tho I'm still a proud wearer/flaunter of GUESS JEANZ
(no offence, but ENYCE, AKADEMIKS, ROCAWEAR jeanz are total crap).
So at first, I started reppin Blue Jays gear (eg. fittedz, jerseyz, hoodiez),
which is kinda borderline hip-hop fashion, and yeah, how about that,
I eventually transitioned to wearing shit with "YEEZUS" (Kanye West),
"A$AP" (A$AP Rocky/Ferg/Mob) and "Shady" (Eminem) plastered on it.
Yeah, call me whatever ("hip-hop fanboy"), I don't really give 2 fuckz.
V. 'CURRENT' HIP-HOP

So if you'z wondering what sorta $HIT I'm "on" az of late (I'm talkin
music, not umm, drugz), yeah, I be happy to list off some tha namez.
So let'z see, there'z EMINEM, you can pretty much put Em top of tha list,
followed by (don't laugh, okay NVMD, you can laugh... being that I did
THEME MA PHONE after him), this of course being one MR. RIFF RAFF.
Other rapperz or rap groupz I'm currently really high on atm include:
Yelawolf, Machine Gun Kelly, Slaughterhouse, D12, 50 Cent, G-Unit,
Kanye West, Jay-Z, A$AP Rocky, A$AP Ferg, Drake, Lil Wayne, Big Sean,
J. Cole, Kid Cudi, Lupe Fiasco, Obie Trice, Odd Future, Tyler The Creator,
2 Chainz, Mac Miller, Danny Brown, B.O.B, and lastly, Nicki (Fuckinnn) Minaj.
VI. 'OLD-SCHOOL' HIP-HOP

So yeah, that I mentioned in the previouz paragraph, wuz juz only a list
of tha "current" hip-hop actz I'm really diggin at tha moment, but yeah,
az most know, hip-hop/music haz quite tha history, datin back to tha 80'z,
and of course, itz big 'peak period' in the 90'z, thanks to "Tupac and Biggie"
(2 rapperz, btw, I wuz never really a big fan of, idunno, a bit overrated?).
But yeah, I've juz juz recently now started to feasting thru "classic" hip-hop,
and shit I never/barely gave attention to, upon time of their release, be it,
that I wuzn't a big "hip-hop head" or wuz too young/forbidden to listen to it,
namez such az: N.W.A, Run DMC, Beastie Boys, Wu-Tang Clan, Dr. Dre,
Ice Cube, Cypress Hill, Public Enemy, 2 Live Crew, LL Cool J (juz to list a few).
VII. (EMINEM) DETROIT HAT

So I just wanna speak briefly about a hat (YES! A HAT) I had juz recently
purchased off a EBAY (if don't know already, yeah, I'm a maja EBAYPHILE)
it bein ma limited-edition "New Era Detroit Tigers Eminem-custom fitted",
released in 2010, alongside a baseball jersey, with tha EM'z name on it,
that of which, btw, currently sellz (on eBay) rangin from $400 to $900!
I'm not sure what the value of tha hat iz, but I did see 3 otha fellaz sellin theirz
from $250 and $375 (used!), so yeah, if indeed that iz tha true value of it,
what can I say, consida maself LUCKY, since I didn't have to pay HALF THAT!
I wuz able get it $130!, brand-fuckin-new, with the UPC label still on it too.
So yeah, to be wearin a $300+ valued ball cap, feelz fuckin sweeet I tell ya!
VIII. (A$AP ROCKY) FUNERAL HAT

So speakin of hatz, I also wanna devote sum love to another one my hatz,
thiz bein my BLVCK SCVLE (Black Scale, New York) "FUNERAL" snapback,
(copy of) tha same snapback worn by A$AP Rocky in many of hiz videoz,
az well az seen on the cover of hiz WORLD FAMOUZ "Live.Love.A$AP" CD.
You wanna know how much I paid to get that hat, yeah, $160 (plus shipping,
but yeah, $185 total), indeed, the most money I ever paid for a ball cap,
not THE most I paid for a hat, that's be my $240 Parajumpers trapper hat,
btw, purchased back when I wuz -idunno- like $4000 in credit card debt,
now I'm at, ha, $7000 (SEVEN THOUSAND MOTHAFUCKAZ) in debt,
and been at -THAT- for a year almost, since, well... I juz can't stop spendinnnn!
IX. SHADY XV

So I juz wanna talk about the one (rap) record that kinda sorta catapulted
my whole personal "hip-hop revolution" that'z kinda taken ova me (in 2015)
that being the Shady Recordz "SHADY XV" compilation, released in late-2014,
featuring the likes of Eminem (owner of Shady Recordz), D12, Slaughterhouse,
50 Cent, and one my current most fave rap starz atm, that bein Yelawolf.
Altho sum cred oughta go to RIFF RAFF (and the 'Neon Icon' album), lol,
for resurrectin my love for hip-hop music, but it wuz the SHADY XV album,
az well az all it'z crazy, psychotic promotional imagery (clever marketing),
all of which would (later, eventually) lodge itself into ma poor (vulnerable) brain.
I plan to do a mini-review of the SHADY XV album later on in the month.
X. HIP-HOP V (OUTRO)

So there is have it, I juz felt like takin valuable time of ma day to blabber on
about MOTHAFUCKIN RAP MUSIC, of all thingz, steppin aside from ma typical,
you know, blabberin bout how I CAN'T GET A GIRL FRIEND or LAID (period!).
Truz me, there be no shortage of 'THAT $HIT', to come in the future.
I wuz thinkin a doin a 'part 2' for thiz blog, in regardz to HIP-HOP (music),
since I didn't quite get 'all' my thoughtz out (perhapz a future blog).
But yeah, I'm really diggin hip-hop hard atm, moreso than I eva had before,
and tho I can't actually 'freestyle' if my life depended on it, I don't give a fuck,
I guezz what I'm tryin to say here iz, the spirit of hip-hop, it'z inside me,
it'z taken ova me, it'z makin changez, and given me new form of confidence.
Paragraphs I, II, IX and X written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs III and IV written at 747 Brampton Flea Market (Brampton)
Paragraphs V through VIII written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
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Thursday, March 05, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 03.05.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "MY B-DAY (05.30.15)" | 03/05/15


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Sunday, March 01, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 31 / CODE:WHI | "MY B-DAY (05.30.15)" | 03/01/15


I.  MY B-DAY (INTRO) 

 Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proudly bringing to you episode edition #31 of my blog, recording thiz live at
#BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE mall (like that'z anything new), lol, Brampton,
here to address tha subject of MY BIRTHDAY (that'z fuckin right), BITCHEZ,
happenin (write it down) SATURDAY, MAY 30TH, 2015 (90 dayz az we speak),
and yeah, to say -I got high expectationz- leadin into it, that would definitely
be an -UNDERSTATEMENT- alright, cuz yeah, suckz it'z gotta be like thiz,
but needlezz to say, I have a whole lotta (how do I put it) "emotional stock"
invested in my b-day, perhapz, moreso than any year in recent memory.
I already have $1000 set aside to cover "WHATEVA MEANZ NECESSARY".
II. $1000

So now when I say I got $1000 set aside for my b-day, yeah, ummmz,
while I don't have tha actual $1000 in billz on me, atm, what I really mean iz,
that I'm giving myself a maximum threshold (of $1000) to be spent.
And no, thiz aint'z money comin outta ma parentz account, or a "rich uncle",
no no no, thiz iz ma hard-earned, min-wage, (restaurant) slave-labour dough,
I'm talkin here, yeah, pretty much tha money I kinda sorta have -yet to earn- lolz
Soundz like a bit of an *INSANE MOVE*, I know, especially considering
it being MY OWN B-DAY, it shud be -other people- (friendz, family, partner?)
goin outta their way (meaning, spendin some a their money) in making
their friend/loved one feel *SPECIAL* on their B-DAY, not the otha way around.
III. $1000 II

So yeah, $1000, that'z quite alotta dough (to be spendin on one evening),
which will indeed be a -first- (experience) for me, and hopefully, a -last-,
let'z obviously hope I'm able to think/spend smart with it (who am I kiddin, right),
need I gotta point out, I don't plan on dishin out a -LARGE SUM- to some
NO GOOD HOE (I'm talkin hooker, stripper, "massage therapist" bitch),
oh no, you best fuckin believe it, there will be none of that on my b-day,
-WHOEVA- I'm with that evening (if, of course, I'm actually with somebody)
-THAT PERSON- (or pair of, or group of, personz) iz not gonna be takin/acceptin
one single BILL/TOONIE/LOONIE outta my hand/wallet/pocket (you hear?).
So far, az of thiz writing, got absolute -NOBODY- to chill with on my bday.
IV. FRIENDZ

So I should quickly address tha issue of -FRIENDZ- and -FAMILY- here,
in the fact I have -NOT ONE SINGLE FRIEND- be it guy or girl (tiz a sad life),
and while I do have 'some family' (a mom, a dad, a brother, and sis-in-law),
I don't want ANYTHING to do with THEM on my b-day, and yes, indeed,
the past couple yearz, I've made it absolute clear to them, in termz of that.
Funny shit (well, not really), 2 yearz ago, my parentz forced me to go to
some sushi restaurant, when I didn't wanna go, but still they dragged me,
sayin how, they didn't care if it wuz my bday, az a meanz to 'convince me',
so I agreed to go, and how about it, during the middle of the dine-out,
I'd hear 'happy bday song', bein sung at a nearby table, it made me angry.
V. LAST YEAR B-DAY

So yeah, becuz of -that experience-, I wuz intend NOT to let -that- happen again
(you know, parentz takin me out to dinner on my bday, out of mere pity),
so you know what I did, the next year (thiz bein last year, 2014), hah yeah,
I decided to leave home early and not come home until weee in tha morning,
az meanz to avoid, az well az spite, my parentz (cuzza tha year before).
And of course, NO REPLYIN all text attemptz, they be hollerin at my cell.
I know, kind of twizted, sadiztic way for one be treatin their "flesh and blood",
especially when they see it'z MY BDAY, and I got nothin, in meanz of friendz.
So yeah, they wanted make a statement, that despite -my SAD situation-
that -THEY ARE THERE FOR ME- no offense, but, ummm -FUCK THAT!-
VI. LAST YEAR B-DAY II

So let'z talk quickly bout last year, and while it wuzn't 'my worst bday ever',
hey, it still sucked A HUGE DICK, especially when "celebrating" it, alone.
But yeah, so I went to this club ("Secrets", formerly 'Club Tobago'), in btown,
knowin ahead of time, it wuz a club that suckz, that getz bare people,
and yeah, you wanna how many peepz came to 'Secrets' that night,
minus of course -staff (8)-, that'z right, TWELVE PEOPLE (I counted),
including a group of 4 decent (but not all that) girlz, who left an hour-in, lolz.
Any wonder why Secrets/Club Tobago iz now, yeahhh, OUTTA BIZZNESS!
Even worse, goin into that night, I had HIGH HOPEZ of meetin some chick
(ANY CHICK), from the club, and -at least- gettin HEAD, but I got zippp!
VII. XXTH B-DAY

So yeah, with my XXth bday comin up, 90 dayz from now (and by "XXth"
I don't mean "20th", I'm a lil bit older -understatement- than that (lolz)
... and for all thoze dyin to know -THE ACTUAL NUMBER- FUCK Y'ALL ...
There kinda came thiz point in ma life, I gave up countin/acknowledgin it,
so yeah, if one were to dare consider getting me a bday cake, ummm yeah,
it would juz have to say "HAPPY BDAY" (that'z it, no digitz, you know).
But yeah, with my bday 90 dayz away, and virtually nobody -aside from,
well, my lozer azz parentz- in termz of love/support/company, ha, idunno,
tha forecast showz *dark grey cloudy skiez* (not very good, gotta say).
In order for thiz bday to lift off, juz won't be able to, without support of -A FRIEND-.
VIII. FRIENDZ II

So it lookz I'm gonna have to make a hard ditch effort, in tha 90 dayz I got,
in tryin to make -A FRIEND- not juz for the purpose of "bday enlightenment",
cuz I obviously need it, having been (let'z see) a good 12 YEARZ (yeah)
since I last had "friendz", indeed, being a "lonewolf" for all theze yearz.
Any wonder my life haz yet to really "evolve", and become 'something',
wouldn't say -NO FRIENDZ- iz the direct cause (but a contributing factor).
So it lookz like I have to MAKE FRIENDZ, and yeah, MAKE FRIENDZ FAST!
Obviouzly, can't sit and WAIT FOR IT TO MAGICALLY HAPPEN, 
no no no, so what have I done lately, to FIX DATTT, it'z a good thing ya askkk :P
!!! I've re-entered the online social networking/dating scene again !!!
IX. THE ONLINE THING

So I can't really go into too much *DETAIL* in regardz to -THAT- atm,
but yeah, here'z a sweet bit a info for y'all, regardin me and "the online thing",
in that, yeah, I AM BANNED ON BOTH OKCUPID AND PLENTYOFFISH,
indeed, the 2 MOST POPULAR DATING SITES, tho I can create accounts,
yeah, THEY GET DELETED WITHIN 24-48 HOURZ, and beyond juz that,
if I upgrade (PAY MY MONEY TOWARDS THE SITE) my membership,
I STILL GET MY AZZZ DELETED (confirmed az of a week ago) :P
So considering that whole dilemma, and the fact, I'm virtually HOPELESS
in termz of trying make friendz, um, outside a computer or mobile device,
when I tell ya -I'M CONSIDERING SUIXIDE- you best belieb <3
X. MY B-DAY II 

So what elze iz there to say about my bday (SATURDAY, MAY 30TH, 2015),
aside from the fact, yeah, I'm aimin towards havin THA NIGHT OF MY LIFE.
Let'z see, I'm absolute REFUSIN it be a repeat/continuation of my past, um,
5? (10?) disappointing birthdayz (can't recall my last ever "happy" bday).
And if GOD thinkz otherwize to that, and wantz me to have to sit through
yet another -PAINFUL- -SAD- -LONELY- birthday experience,
I am gonna retaliate hard, so hard, my actionz may be (idunno) UNFORGIVABLE.
Have you ever seen someone BURN A BIBLE, A QUARAN and A VEDA
(that's the HINDU bible) all in A DAY? Heh, I can be 'the first' (juz an idea).
Bottom line, I'd SELL MY SOUL TO THA DEVIL for a HAPPY BDAY, thiz year.
Paragraphs I through VIII written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs IX and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
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DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 31 / CODE:WHI | "MY B-DAY (05.30.15) (PART II)" | 03/01/15



I.  MY B-DAY III (CONTINUED...) 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
bringing to you now a very special "PART 2" (not originally planned, btw)
of my (EPISODE 31) blog "MY B-DAY (05.31.15), thiz here being written LIVE
at 747 Brampton Flea Market (LOL, welcome tha true hood of Brampton).
And you wanna know what ma bizznezz iz doin here, one fuckin word,
starts wit "G" and rhymez wit (let'z see, ummm) "SWIRLZZZ", yeah!
It definitately ain't for -tha bargainz- and sure az fuck, not for the clothingz,
no offence (I kid you) to tha peepz who wear that cheapazz/knockoff shit,
but yeah, literally az I'm here typin thiz shit, I must got -AT LEAZZZT-
$1500 in $WAG from head-ta-toe, not that I'm braggin, lolz (tho I actually am).
II.  747 FLEA MARKET

So it'z a bit strange, in that, I'm probably the only dude who goez to
thiz flea market (or any flea market) not for "bargainz" or buy anythin (really),
but goin mainly for BITCHEZ, and I'm not talkin "GHETTO (BLACK) BITCHEZ",
but there'z indeed plenty of *BROWN SUGAR* scattered around here, talkin
-GUYANEZE BITCHEZ... TRINI BITCHEZ... TAMIL BITCHEZ- (get ma point?),
whether it be the onez workin the stallz/boothz, or juz onez browsing,
I literally can't go a full minute without passin near a pritty brown bitch or two,
it'z too bad tho, I don't have the actual ability to -you know- TALK to them
(especially, when alotta them be givin me some intense eye-to-eye, forrreal)
unfortunately, all I know how to do is look $WAGGY, and stare holez thru em.
III.  BRAMALEA CITY CENTRE (MALLRAT)

So yeah, for thoze who don't know, I'm pretty much what one classifiez
a "MALLRAT", lol, someone who really lacks a life and haz nothin better to do,
but be at a mall 5-6 dayz a week, doin absolute JACK $HIT, cause yeah,
it'z understandable, if you WORK THERE, but seein az I obviouzly don't,
and not really buyin shit, cept maybe a cup a coffee or two or three, lolz,
but yeah, I seemed to passed on that wonderful trait (of being a MALLRAT)
into other placez, az iz tha flea market (I guezz, makin me also a FLEA-RAT?).
Dunno what elze to tell ya, but yeah, life kinda suckz when mostawhatyado with
your spare time iz tryin to FIND A PARTNER (hence the reason I'm HERE),
but yeah, say I did find MA FUTURE WIFEY here, I could (foreva) live with that.
IV.  PANDIT GENESHJI

So before I do get back to main subject here (it bein, ya know, my bday),
tho I didn't have much in form of "interaction" during my time (yesterday) at
(747) flea market (writin thiz piece here btw, btw, at #BRAMALEA mall),
I did get handed a somewhat interesting, uh, "business card" of sortz,
from some Indian lady, helping promote some (local, nearby) "Astrologer",
by name of PANDIT GANESHJI, who accordin to hiz card here, claimz to be a
"specialist in removing Black Magic Spirit, 100% guaranteed" (Hmmm).
While most are able to -see through- thiz card, and yeah, eazily laugh it off
az 'nonsense' and 'a total waste of onez money', hey, I think otherwize,
-COULD BLACK MAGIC BE THA REAZON I CAN'T GET A GIRL FRIEND?!-


 V.  BLACK MAGIC

So yeah, hahaha, soundz a bit -IIINNNSSSAAANNNEE- am I right?!
The whole "BLACK MAGIC bein the cause a me not gettin A GIRL FRIEND" :P
And not just girl friendz, guy friendz too, ALL FUCKIN FRIENDZ, PERIOD!
While I haven't put all that much thought into it atm (not az of -yet- tho),
-THE IDEA- haz come to me, that sometime, before my bday (05.30.15),
I should give thiz PANDIT GANESHJI a visit, and yeah, if it'z gonna have to
(eventually) take HUNDRED$$ outta ma pocket to *GET THA JOB DONE*,
see if I can get thiz BLACK MAGIC (SPELL? CURSE? HEX?) taken off me,
cuz yeah, if I don't, every single thing I be doin ***RIGHT THIZZZ SECOND***
in tryin to achieve ma hopez and dreamz, may all be for NOTHIN, in tha end.


 VI.  BLACK MAGIC II

So I'm gonna give it some time to think it over, but yeah, let'z juz imagine,
if indeed there iz some truth to it, that tha fact, the cauze of ma life bein (lol)
SUPERRR FUCKKKED the way it iz, yeah, could be cuzza BLACK MAGIC,
and yeah, if it were to be (LOLz) *** REMOVED***, perhapz within (idunno)
DAYZ? WEEKZ?? HOURZ??? MINUTEZ??? my life might be for tha better?!
I'll start seein $HIT that wuzn't ever happening before, like, idunno,
me gettin NICE REPLIEZ from bitchez online (az oppozed to the 99% BS I get),
me gettin APPROACHED/HIT ON/COMPLIMENTED by bitchez in random placez,
or me gettin GETTIN LUCKY with sum bitch at a mall (in tha backroom
/change stall) of her store, HAHAHA, tha list of examplez could go on...
VII.  LE CASTILE (RESTAURANT)

So az I be headin into my BDAY, like I said, with somewhat high expectationz,
while there'z a hugeazz cloud of -uncertainty- hoverin over it, az we speak,
one thing that iz -for certain- iz that I know where I plan to have dinner,
and of that $1000, I made mention of earlier in tha blog, a good percent of it
iz intended to cover 'dinner for 2', az well az, the taxi (both to and from),
seeing az I, uh, don't drive (and ain't dependin on favours from siblingz).
And if you'z wondering what restaurant I got my mind set on, well, it'z a 
super high-end restaurant named "Le Castile" in Mississauga, specializing
in steak/seafood, my bro had taken me to, a weekz ago (for the first time),
that I was so impressed with, I juz knew -I wuz comin back- one day.


 VIII.  MY B-DAY IV

So now az far az -after dinner- goez, yeah, that'z where thingz (hopefully)
get -TURNT UP-, az long az, I don't stuff myself like a pig (reminda to self: not to stuff ma face too hard or elze it might affect my performance later on).
Now in order for tha night to -TAKE OFF- (after dinner) like I hope to,
it'z gonna require a girl -WITH EXPERIENCE- (you know what experience)
to get thingz swingin into motion, seein az, I'm kinda the dude who kinda
lacks tha -KNOW HOW- when in comez to -DOIN $HIT- with tha ladiez.
And if for whatever reason, the "G" iz unable to provide full *SATISFACTION*,
say, it's her "time of the month", I got no problem with 're-arrangin planz',
all'z I've got to say to that iz... best you bring your best lip gloss with ya!
IX.  MY B-DAY V

So speaking of 'lip gloss' (apologiez for the prev line), it bringz me now to thiz,
in that, I do have a bit of a slight -WEIRD- request goin into thiz 'date',
which iz, besidez of course, me askin of 'her' to dress a HELLUVA FINE
(meaning: hair done, nailz done, sexy dress, heelz, matching *thiz n' that*),
it'z that I also want to be KI$$ED LIKE A MI££ION TIMEZ, throughout tha night,
(okay, a million timez iz a bit an over-exaggeration, but you get me),
but yeah, lotz and lotz of kissez, and if you wanna know the reason "why?"
I want thiz, az make up for all tha (mizerable) past birthdayz, I got no luvin </3
So with each n' every kiss, it'z meant to make each n' every wound (I collected
from all the yearz) heal, az well az, restoring my confidence back to 100%.
X.  MY B-DAY VI (CLOSING) 

So there ya have it, thoze are my thoughtz, az far az my forthcomin b-day,
and yeah, if you thought I wuz frettin harrrd ova "V-DAY" (Feb/14), L.M.F.A.O,
thiz iz gonna be a level of H.U.R.T (say it don't go tha way az I hope)
that'z gonna far and byfar surpass what I juz recently had to suffer through.
Also, I wanna make mention I specially booked off the weekend (30th + 31st,
all morning and night shifts, away from work) aheada time, for my bday too.
Whether I DO (or don't) find A GIRL FRIEND, between now and 05.30.15,
guezz I'll juz have to WAIT AND SEE (oddz say, I WON'T, but whatevs).
Meantimez, guezz I'm juz gonna have to try ma bestest in makin connectionz in
thiz city (of Brampton) that'z REJECTED ME for (idunno) 10 yearz now?! lol
Paragraphs I through III written at 747 Brampton Flea Market (Brampton)
Paragraphs IV through IX written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraph X written on Brampton Transit Bus (Brampton)
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