DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 40 / CODE:RED | "18 WHEELER (TRUCK)" | 05/31/15

I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
writing thiz one live at tha Starbucks, Main/Steeles intersection, in Brampton,
still on tha night of ma "so-called birthday" (which I refuse to accept az such).
Juz arrived, comin off ma shittyazz outing at Mississauga Lakeshore,
and seeing az it wuz only juz 8:45(PM) by time I got back to Brampton,
no point in really rushin home, ya know, tha whole -night iz young- shit.
Here to bring to you a real *ENTERTAINING* blog to say tha very least,
keeping in mind here, tha fact I wuz in a very hurtful state when writing thiz :)
Now what I'm about to write here, ain't no suicide note, nor iz it any sort of a
"lead-up" to a suicide note, it iz simply juz that of a "fantasy sequence".


II. 

So tha name of thiz one particular blog iz called "18 WHEELER (TRUCK)",
and yeah, it iz simply about, yeah... throwing your body in front ONE :)
And indeed, in front of one that iz moving, at high speed (scary shit, I know).
Now I'm not saying "you should" (if you're reading thiz and considerin it,
PLEASE DON'T! Juz think about your loved onez and friendz! I repeat...)
But anywayz, you know tha famouz saying, "when life givez you lemonz...
(Yeah!) you fuckin make lemonade out of it (and tha best lemonade you can!).
Well what if GOD gave tha most rancid and stalest and inedible of lemonz,
you obviouzly can't be making no lemonade with that shit (am I right?!)
Well, there'z *some of us* who are given *thoze lemonz* in life, and yeah,
they aren't juz given to uz *randomly* (despite what some optimistz say),
they are given az a sign, simply juz to say, *you have no business being here*.


III. 

So ma point with tha whole 'lemon talk' thing, iz basically juz me saying,
well, there'z a 'select' few of us who are thrown thoze lemonz, and yeah,
not all of uz seem to "get tha hint", but of that 'select' few, there'z indeed
the 'very select' few "who get tha hint", and realize that az they continue
to exist on thiz planet, they're neva gonna *fresh lemonz*, let alone,
sweet, deliciouz orangez (or tangerinez or grapefuitz) for that matter,
they will continue to be fed tha BS, perhapz, until tha very day they die!
So yeah (ma point now, again, with tha lemonz), I'm juz saying that,
it'z only thoze (thoze 'very select') to whom thiz blog actually appliez to.
In otha wordz, if you're juz a 'wanderer', you stay tha fuck off thiz* page.


IV. 

So yeah, speaking of another famouz saying, you eva heard of the one
"suicide is NOT an option", lol, well guezz what... IT IZ A FUCKIN OPTION!
(it'z only IGNORANCE behind that saying/slogan, juz to be blunt, sorry).
But yeah, if you're indeed amongst tha 'select few', you DO have tha option!
And one of thoze optionz iz that of THA (SPEEDIN) 18 WHEELER (TRUCK).
You juz gotta make *THA MOVE*, and most importantly, if you gonna DO IT,
you gotta give it your 100%, cuz if you (partially) puss out, and give it 50%,
well, you WILL end up (like) a stale, rotten, rancid lemon for tha rest of ya life.
Having looked through all tha otha optionz, for *ME, PERSONALLY*, I think
THAT'Z* tha way I'm gonna make 'ma exit', BANGIN' (if ya know what im sayin).


V. 

So I thought I take a few momentz in going down all tha otha "optionz"
that exist, in termz of one'z rightful exit from thiz 'hellhole' we call earth.
Startin out with, well, tha most popular of them all, thiz being tha
classic GUNSHOT to tha head (either thru tha temple or in thru tha mouth).
Az great az that soundz, unfortunately, gunz aren't so much 'legal'
here in Canada, az compared to our neighbourz down south (tha USofA),
so yeah, to be able to get access to 'my very own gun', it'z near impossible.
Plus, if I were to had a GUN on me RIGHT NOW, I don't think I got tha
strength/willpowa to (you know) use it on myself (I know, I'm such a puss).
And if I knew sum1 who had one, and asked them to do *tha honor* for me,
(even if they let em get off safe), 99% likely they prolly wouldn't agree to it.


VI. 

So tha next option iz, well, eva heard tha line "why don't ya jump off a cliff!"
or tha very similar "you should juz go jump off a bridge!", tha point being
(obviouzly) to go find some place really high up (in distance to tha ground),
and to basicly *JUMP* til you hit tha surface, and BOOM! You're done.
Az great az that soundz too, say I really wanted to do thiz, and yeah, say

I wanted to do it off (uh) THA CN TOWER, (obviouzly) there are measurez
put in place to prevent such ACT of eva occurring (no point really tryin).
Now I'm sure there other (REALLY HIGH) placez I can go find (to JUMP OFF),
but tha thing iz, I still have a good chance of surviving, but even worse,
either I'll be paralyzed or lose access to one or two main important limbz.
So yeah, not all too confident with that option, az good az it soundz on paper.


VII. 

So anotha wonderful option iz that known az tha "DRUG OVERDOSE"
(or simply 'O.D.' for short), a popular one you may often hear in tha newz
('so-and-so' died last night of an overdose...), often tha case with celebritiez.
Now in order for one to go thru thiz procedure (and to *succeed* with it),
yeah, you'll need access first to (you know) some good ol' fashion DRUGZ,
and not juz any run-of-tha mill drugz, we're talkin tha stuff that can only be
prescribed to ya (if we're talkin 'prescription drugz'), or if we're talkin bout
'street drugz', not only do you need to know a drug dealer (which I don't, btw),
but you gotta have BIG BUCKZ to get tha good shit (you know, tha stuff
GUARANTEED to kill ya, if you ova do it), but when you're poor (like me, awe),
I guezz you don't have access to thiz *EXIT* (door, out of life, only tha rich!).


VIII. 

So yeah, thoze are juz a few otha *OPTIONZ* I felt like sharin with y'allz,
there'z indeed plenty more, but yeah, don't have all day to talk about them,
but az far az MA OPTION goez, you know, tha one that perhapz best fitz me,
yeah, it'z tha one I spoke about at tha very start (of thiz blog), simply put,
(DEATH BY) 18-WHEELER (TRUCK) or howeva otha way you wanna put it,
here'z another cool way you can put it... (DEATH BY) LEAP OF FAITH, lolz,
considering tha fact, well, you're basically taking a leap (a huge leap, indeed)
in throwing your body (to which you have no longer have a PURPOSE for)
in fronta that oh so FAST (and HEAVY) incoming, pending object of DOOM!
Mind you, tha *AFTERMATH* may indeed be UUUGGGLLLYYY, to say tha least,
but need no worriez, you won't have to see NOT ONE single drop of tha blood!


IX. 

So anywayz now, depending on how much of *tha previouz paragraph*
you read (oh tha horror!), yeah, I wuz actually gonna go a lil furtha (lolz)
in termz of tha *(GRUESOME) DETAILZ*, buh yeah, I decided to hold off,
juz might save *that* for (possible, potential) -PART 2- of thiz blog :P
But hey, I really wanna take thiz moment here in THANKING GOD, ya,
for makin ma beloved birthday weekend (05.30.15 +++ 05.31.15) az
SLOW AND MIZERABLE AND DEPRESSINGLY BAD AZ IT FUCKIN WUZ!
Otherwize, I wouldn't had been given tha mental strength and fortitude
to had written thizzz very same (horrific) blog posting you see righ hereee!
And thank you also, GOD, for tha small lil bag of "3D" bacon/cheddar Doritos,
from tha 7/11, I'm eating, az I'm writing thiz piece *live* on #BramptonTransit!


X. 

So yeah, lookz like there'z gonna be a *PART 2* to thiz blog (COMIN SOON),
cuzzz yeah, tha simple thought a me ***THROWIN MA BODY*** infronta
***(SPEEDIN) 18 WHEELER TRUCK*** (goin at leazzzt 50/MPH, need I add),
I swear, I could go ON AND ON AND ON (writin) about thizzz subject, yeah,
perhapz, ON AND ON AND ON, until ***ONE DAY***... BAMMM! and I'm gone! :)
Ma focuz iz now gonna be getting hold of both (yeah, BOTH) a copy of
THA HOLY BIBLE and THA HOLY QURAN, cuzzz yeah, if ya haven't been,
uh, following tha impending story, I kinda found me a new target of sortz,
to set MA INSANITY towardz (bout 98% mentally set on doin thiz shit),
but yeah, lookz like I'm headed into tha hardest summer of ma entire life,
and yeah, I'm only juz at tha tip of it here seemz, expect more hard timez!


Paragraphs I and II written at Starbucks Main Street (Brampton)
Paragraphs III, IV and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs V through IX written at 747 Brampton Flea Market (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 39 / CODE:RED | "05.30.15 (MY BIRTHDAY, LIVE THOUGHTZ)" | 05/30/15

I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
comin at ya *LIVE* in full-stereo on MA BDAY (05.30.15) ***PART 1***,
and if you not sure what that meanz, well, I indeed have 2 (TWO) BIRTHDAYZ!
Cuzzz you see, there'z "May Tha 30th" -and then- "May Tha 31st",
you know, basicly juz a fallback (bday), if indeed *PART 1* suckz holy dick,
and what can I say, despite only being awake now, like an 'hour and half' in,
it'z already sucking dick, especially if you were to seen tha way I juz left home,
and tha way I treated ma (poor) mum, who wanted to give me a "hug (lmfao),
but I turned her down (awez), and tha fact I basicly left her mid-conversation,
you sorta see tha mindset I'm operating under today (not so very good).


II. 

So what juz happened there, with ma mom, iz more sad than it seemz,
being tha fact, ma mom haz like seriouz health probz, escalating since
2011 (rheumatoid arthritis, being one), with all tha medz she has to take,
not to mention all tha visitz to tha doctor'z, and sumtimez, hospitalz,
she may very well be on her last dayz, especially considering that, well,
she -tha eldest- of all her (otha 7) siblingz), tha chancez of her, well,
umm, ***passing*** iz all tha more greater (yet I'm too stubborn to see it),
so for me to go say, "oh I'll devote more time to her on ma next b-day...",
well, who knowz, she might not *be around* in time for ma next bday!
Yet here I wuz, treating her like an insignificant little nothing, momentz ago.


III. 

So anywayz, here I am now on tha bus (Mississauga Transit, indeed),
making ma way out to Mississauga Lakeshore, despite tha bad forecast
(thunderstormz and shit), so idunno, perhapz gonna be lotta Starbucks time(?),
but yeah, a lot betta than spending it mostly alone in ma bedroom (right?).
I'm not sure what to expect today, ma best friend iz practically ma iPhone,
and in case I'm stumped for ideaz, "he'll" prolly shoot me some suggestionz!
One suggestion "he'z" been suggesting me iz to go call up AN ESCORT,
but here'z tha best part, lol, not for tha purposez of *A GOOD TIME*,
but mainly juz to (ummm) let out all ma "grievancez" to, but, if course,
I can't tell her 'that' on tha phone, I'd have to maybe lie, and say (idunno)
"It'z MA BDAY, and I wanna get LUCKY!" (wink), but when we meetup,
yeah, whole different story >>> EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWN CITY!


IV. 

So I'm finally here at tha Starbucks (Mississauga Lakeshore location),
and yeah, what can I say, folkz (A WHOLE LOT ON MA MIND HERE).
It'z a nice spot here, cept for tha fact, it'z a 90% WHITE crowd,
and tha fact I'm a brown dude, and I'm also a loner (only makez it worse),
and that many a them look at me evil-eyed, like I'm a (potential) terrorist(?),
even RIGHT NOW, there'z thiz whiteboy preppy goofball, right behind me,
juz sittin "watching people", a few timez even checkin me out, az I type.
Now hiz CUNT/GIRL FRIEND came back, assuming from tha washroom,
to sit with him (hope she givez ya good HEAD later on, mothafuckin DICK).
But I don't mind, I mean, tha whole day iz juz ONE BIG NEGATIVE (ya know),
so it only addz to tha awesome atmosphere (of ma UTTER DIRT SHIT BDAY).


V. 

So yeah, today markz tha first time I been down to (Mississauga) Lakeshore
az itz raining, az well az ma first time comin on a weekend (different feel),
and sadly, a HUGE DECLINE in sexy bitchez walkin bout (thankz to tha rain),
and you wanna know how I'm dressed fo today, lol, t-shirt and jhortz
(short for=jean shortz), az well az, wearing ma best pair of Nikez ($300),
juz 3 DAYZ removed from tha flu (bad decisionz from tha very getgo today).
Now if today continuez to be a dull day, no big worriez, seeing az (lol)
TOMORROW can also be ma bday (ya know, 05.30.15/05.31.15, same shit).
Did you know btw, if I HAD A GIRL FRIEND, and we were given shit weatha
(on my bday), it prolly wouldn't be much of a damper to our day, seeing az,
well, we'd still be makin tha best of our day, BEHIND CLOSED DOORZ!


VI. 

So, assuming nothin *(POSITIVELY) EVENTFUL* comez outta thiz weekend,
what can I tell ya, now am I gonna have to 'suck it in', like all otha past
SHITTYAZZ BIRTHDAYZ given to me, and yeah, move on (like no big deal).
Well, it'z not going to work like that, I'm unda tha slight impression here,
that, uh, thiz might be ma very well LAST BDAY (ON PLANET EARTH),
cuzzz yeah, I'm juz *FEDUP* here, and dunno how much more I can take.
Let'z face tha factz, I shoulda ENDED MA LIFE a longazz time ago, and yeah,
today juz furtha cementz that fact... I DON'T BELONG ON THIZ EARTH!!!
But yeah, for me to be sayin thiz shit out in tha open, doez'nt fuckin mean
I HAVE ***PLANZ ON DOIN ANYTHING*** RIGHT THIZ MOMENT!!!


VII. 

Hahaha, so yeah, I spoke on thiz very subject not long ago (see blog EP.37,
a PART 2 of that blog, comin soon), talkin about, yeah... BIBLE DESECRATION!
That'z when, well, you take tha bible and you... DESTROY THA MOTHAFUCKA!
Howeva which way you see fit (burn it up, tear it up, uh, chew n' spit it out, ?),
but yeah, if only ya knew how mad, or CHEEZED (az tha kool kidz say, lol)
I am right now, I wish I could take THA BIBLE, or even betta... THA QURAN,
and juz rip tha bitch up PAGE BY PAGE! Maybe oughta do it to BOTH! :)
First tho, I need to get hold of a bible and a quran, where to find? (EBAY?!)
Though it'z juz a thought (a thought that'z been in ma head, weekz now),
if indeed I do go through on it, I'll happily provide an *update* for y'allz.


VIII. 

So I kinda had tha "vision" of (yeah) rippin up tha bible and/or tha quran,
but not all-at-once tho, idunno, maybe page by page (in a timely manner),
and yeah, I could even take picz of all themz ripped out pagez and shit,
and you should know tha rest of tha drill, post them online, and indeed...
SEE WHAT HAPPENZ! (possible DEATH THREATZ, hmmm, ya never know).
Az far az Christianz go, if they catch me amidst thiz whole bible rippin shit,
they prolly be like... "we (Christianz) forgive you, Dave, Jesus feelz your pain
(az well az your lifelong inability/struggle of finding you're very first girl friend)",
but not so much tha same with our fellow Muslimz, they'll wanna come find me,
and yeah, *OFF WITH THYE HEAD FOR DESTROYING OUR HOLY BOOK*

IX. 

So az I'm writing thiz, I'm still at tha (Lakeshore) Starbucks (3+ hourz, lolz),
but I'm about to finally step out, and catch some fresh-air, maybe get a soda.
But anywayz (90 minz later!), after walkin tha streetz for a good full hour,
and noticing tha utter lack of soulz (az I'd mentioned, it wuz a rainy day),
not only did I realize wuz thiz, like, eva one of tha worst dayz to come here
(only bitchez I seen are tha onez walkin around with their dickhead manz),
but more n' most importantly, I realized, today iz indeed NOT MA BDAY!
And yeah, by default, tomorrow (05.31.15) ma bday (Part 2, remember?).
In otha wordz, today stunk so bad, I juz couldn't accept thiz az ma bday,
and makin it worse, iz knowing ahead that tha weather wuz gonna suck, lol,
but still I went (obviously, shoulda thought of betta place to go than here).


X. 

So I decided to hop tha bus (headed to Brampton), and yeah, along tha way,
I decided to stop into #SQUAREONE terminal (to be noted, haven't stepped
foot into #SQUAREONE mall since December 27th, 2012, eva since I
made tha decision to *BOYCOTT* goin there... it'z a long fuckin story),
but yeah, I decided to walk up to one of tha main entrancez (juz for fun),
but reminded maself, I am NOT to enter thiz place, neva again in ma life
... until I had found a girl friend (that'z kinda tha agreement I set for maself).
But yeah, I then hopped back into anotha bus, mavin it'z way to Brampton,
and yeah, there marked tha end of one utterly huge letdown of one'z
"so-called birthday" (such BS I obviouzly refuze to accept az a birthday).


Paragraphs I written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs II, III and X written on Mississauga Transit bus (Mississauga)
Paragraphs IV through IX written at Starbucks Lakeshore (Mississauga)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 38 / CODE:BLU | "05.29.15 (PRE-BIRTHDAY THOUGHTZ)" | 05/29/15

I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
comin at ya in a real, real (hate to come off somewhat "scary" in sayin thiz),
A REAL, REAL, REAL, REAL, REAL DEPRESSED MOOD! To say tha least.
Here btw at (you should be able to guezz) #BCC/#Bramalea City Centre mall!
And yeah, az iz alwayz tha case, ALONE (cuzzz I got NO FRIENDZ!).
But yeah, I currently got going one of themz "carry over" depression drillz,
where basicly, you go to sleep, feelin sad n' mizerable (bout life n' thingz),
and then, you would think (yeah, you would 'think'), when you wake up (later),
you'd feel (at least a lil) better, but naw, you actually feel a lil *WORSE*,
but then, you decide to hit tha shower, thinkin you might juz wash it off,
but no, it still lingerz with ya, and you wonder when it'z gonna finally get lost!


II. 

So yeah, on a lil side-note I should note, I haven't had dinner tha last 2 nightz,
and since I gotten up today, no mealz since then, so what can I really say,
ma appetite haz taken a somewhat leave of absence, although not to say,
I've stopped eating completely (been living off small things, ie. muffins, etc.),
but yeah, assuming (whoeva'z reading thiz) haz been followin tha story,
in about -less than 2 dayz time- iz MA BIRTHDAY, and yeah, needlezz to say,
I'm not really looking forward to it, and in all honesty, suckz havin to say it,
(but I gotta say it anywayz) I REALLY WISH I NEVA HAD A BIRTHDAY!!!
It'z one of them on-growing sentimentz, to say tha least, stemmin from tha fact,
yeah, ma last 10 (straight) birthdayz have SUCKED MASSIVE BALLZ!


III. 

So I should note tha fact, I had taken a "week of absence" from ma workplace
(#RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed), hence, tha fact I got all thiz "free time"
to write/post out all tha many (long) blogz I'd put out in tha last week.
Have to admit, though I had told em, "I wuz exhausted and needed a break",
that kinda wuzn't tha 'real reason' I'd chozen to take thiz mini-hiatus!
Have it be known, tha reason I went away, haz to all to do with ma bday,
and indeed, *THA HUGE GREY CLOUD OF DEPRESSION* that hoverz over it.
Say, had I had to work today or tomorrow (tha day before ma bday),
dunno what to tell ya, I juz wouldn't be able to perform well on tha job,
with ma mind fulla so many (DEPRESSING) thoughtz (surroundin ma bday).


IV. 

So yeah, ova tha course tha past week, I went n' made a few 'attemptz',
a few attemptz at what(?), well, I few attemptz in tryin to ignite a "meetup"
(with complete random strangerz through various social-media formz),
and what can I say, peoplez, I FAILED BIG-TIME! (it'z what do I best, FAIL!).
But yeah, in ma proposal, I even threw in a cash sum of $300, az a simple
THANKS and appreciation for taking tha time, even more, having tha will
to "take a chance" on me (rather than being a PU$Y like 99% of tha rest!).
So yeah, I wrote up thiz message, I put a lot of time n' thought into btw,
and yeah, got completely REJECTED (no-replied by a good, I'd say, 95%),
and of tha very few who replied, it wuz either with 'sarcasm' or 'suggestionz to
call an escort' (newsflash: $300 only getz you ONE HOUR with an escort).


V. 

So tha realization finally hit me, that what I'm goin thru right here, right now
iz no doubt ma biggest and toughest emotional struggle/challenge to date,
in my life, far and byfar exceeding tha anxietiez that a been buildin inside a me
going into VALENSHIT'Z DAY (February 14th) juz a few monthz back.
I'd probably rank V-DAY and MY BDAY az tha #1 and #2 most painful
and agonizing of all calendar datez for me, juz typin* about it painz me.
But yeah, depending on how well I'm able to *HANDLE* myself on ma bday
(in less than 24 HOURZ from thiz writing), yeah, either gonna be "OK!"
or (idunno) I could DO/SAY SOMETHING (wrong), and yeah, "THA PIGZ"
(yeah, I'm talkin, tha blue n' white) will be seekin to APPREHEND ME!


VI. 

So I figure let you know tha purpose of thiz blog, thiz here basically being
ma 'pre-thoughtz' going into ma birthday, a day in which I'll be headin into
feelin "quite discontent" to say tha least, and yeah, not sure to expect.
I'm gonna get up early, get maself ready, and head ma way out (alone) to
Mississauga Lakeshore (boardwalk, tourist area), spend tha day juz "chillin"
(by maself, unfortunate az it be, blessed without a single friend in tha world)
and yeah, I PLAN TO COME BACK HOME ON MA OWN, JUZZZ FINE!
And despite still havin Tha Rentz for support and all, like seriouzly, fuck em,
THEY'RE LOSERZ, and I'd rather be alone, and abandon their old assez!
They shoulda stuck to 2 kidz, lol, but they had to fuckin give birth to a 3rd,
that bein THA MISTAKE that iz ME! (I SHOULDA NEVA BEEN CREATED!!!)


VII. 

So you would think, living in Brampton, and lookin to basically getaway,
but don't drive (nor access to anyone with wheelz, besidez MUM N' DAD),
I'm sure there tonnez of great placez one can travel off to (by meanz of bus),
such az, idunno, (DOWNTOWN) TORONTO (top 10 city in tha world!),
but sadly sadly, in all ma yearz in Canada, and not to mention all ma yearz
taking public transit, I STILL DON'T KNOW HOW GET DOWNTOWN!!!
Az far az I last eva recall, it'z been since about 2004 (OVA A DECADE!),
since l last been downtown (Toronto), and that wuz only cuz I'd gone with
ma brother (who'z moved out) and ma cousin (I don't talk to/see no more),
who lead tha way, since then, I neva once attempted to learn tha way maself.


VIII. 

So az crazy az it soundz, tha farthest I only know to travel, by bus/by maself
(from north/west side of Brampton) iz to tha Mississauga/Lakeshore area
(Hurontario/Lakeshore intersection), az well az, Sherway Gardens mall
(at tha Mississauga/Etobicoke borderline), so yeah, tha'z pretty much it.
I'm indeed very mentally limited in termz of ma travel, if you ask me to go, uh,
take a GO BUS to come meet ya, it be quite a huge step for me (to overcome).
So yeah, had I been brought up properly, not only would I be drivin TODAY,
but I would at least know how to get downtown (Toronto) on ma damn own.
But yeah, due to ma lack in knowledge in how to travel outside a 25km zone,
it leavez me bit quite *limited* in termz of placez to really go and chill.


IX. 

So I'm not exactly sure what am I going to do, tomorrow, down at Lakeshore,
prolly gonna be sittin on me arse for an hour or two or five at tha Starbucks.
Did you know, btw, that I once sat at tha same chair n' table at Starbucks
(Mississauga Lakeshore location) 5 (FIVE!) consecutive hourz, by myself,
basicly juz living off their WI-FI, and I believe, I wrote quite a lengthy blog too,
and all I juz bought wuz a large coffee and 2 cookiez, and yeah, I actually
wanted to see if tha staff wuz gonna ask me to leave, but no, they didn't care.
But yeah, seeing az I'm left to basicly "entertain myself" on my bday (awe),
yeah, lookz like I'm set to write out one lengthy (might I add, ANGRY) blog
at that very same Starbucks location (perhapz ma ANGRIEST BLOG-TO-DATE!


X. 

And finally, I'd like to mention that, before I'd left Bramalea (mall) today,
I went and withdrew $400 from tha atm, despite tha fact that nobody
(NO CUNTZ, that'z right) had interest in ma lil *offer/proposal* I'd sent out
($300 STRAIGHT CASH, juz to chill with me, and show me LUV on ma bday),
yet still I went ahead and withdrew tha money anywayz, which bythaway,
I'm NOT supposed to really be doin, considering ma horrific debt situation,
and yeah, not sure what I'm planning to do with thiz money ($400, in $20'z),
cuzzz yeah, say I got SOOO DEPRESSEDDD, and decide to hit up (idunno)
A STRIP CLUB, there pretty much goez (most) *that money*, down tha drain!
But anywayz, time to go sleep now, and let'z juz see how theze 48 hourz go.


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

DIZTURBIA.COM | 05.27.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "05.30.15 (MY BIRTHDAY), $300 OFFER (PART 2)" | 05/27/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh)... coming at you live from, uh, home... (not in much of 'mall mood' today) lol :P

Dunno bout you.. but goin to tha mall (#BCC/#Bramalea City Centre) NEARLY EVERY DAY (like I do) juz to do nothin.. especially by yourself...

It'z pretty depressing... not to mention, tha amount of damage it'z doing to ma health, moreso mentally* than physically... but anywayz...

So if you read ma prev. twitter diatribe/ranting (from last night)... I decided to put an OFFER out... an offer in which (see next tweet)...

I will pay YOU (female, over 15, GTA area) $300 (CASH/MONEY), juz to chill wit me on MA BDAY (05.30.15), minimum of 4 HOURZ iz all I ask for

That'z $300, and most importantly (I must stress!), there'z NO SEXUAL FAVOURZ/NO TRICKZ whatsoever (I juz wanna have fun on my birthday!)

Also... if it soundz like a GOOD DEAL to you, and you're down, bring a friend or two along... if it makez you feel safe (I don't mind)

Juz az long az your friendz aren't asking me for $$$ too... if they need $$$ too... maybe we can work out a deal to split tha $300 sidewayz

Tha $300 also doez not include food and drinks.. I am willing to cover all of that myself.. However, I will not be covering your travel fair

I plan on meeting up at tha #MISSISSAUGA #LAKESHORE area... now, if you have some place better in mind, no probz... I'm open to suggestionz

So with all that being said... I thought I take some time here now to talk briefly about myself... and where exactly I'm comin from here

So, for startz, ma name iz Dave.. livin up in Brampton (still with, mom n' dad, unfortunately).. and come from a #GUYANESE family/background

I work a full-time job at one of Brampton'z top dine-in restaurant chainz (bringing in on-average about a thousand-something $$$/month)

I don't drive a car (unfortunately).. nor do I even have my (G1) license.. there'z a reason for that, but yeah, ratha not discuss that on TW

I'm basicly a "public transit guy" (bus+taxi)... howeva, if you're one of thoze believerz, in "having your own meanz of transportation"...

Perhapz, you might be able to help sway me in "the right direction", and who knowz.. (thankz to you).. I could be driving ONE YEAR FROM NOW!

So let'z see... I like to 'blog and twitter' a lot in ma free time... and I have my own blog site (you can see at http://DIZTURBIA.COM)

Oh and yeah... I don't do drugz (besidez over-tha-counter'z)... and az far az drinking goez, I do once in a while, but I prefer to avoid it!

My one unfortunate downfall in life, iz tha fact, I don't have any friendz... and yeah, I'm practically alone 90% ma (free) time... so yeah

So anywayz.. juz wanna wish maself tha best of luck, in hoping -SOMEBODY- takez me up on ma offer.. and that I have maself A HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

DIZTURBIA.COM | 05.26.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "$300 OFFER (PLEASE READ)" | 05/26/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh).. comin at ya live (once again!) from #BCC/#BRAMALEA City Centre mall.. stil here

Chyeahhh... I'm pretty much wanna themz peoplez who *LOUNGEZ* all day at tha mall... not something to be *PROUD OF* (fully realize that) :/

Tha'z kinda one of tha jokez.. (amongst tha *MANY* running jokez, by people at ma workplace).. "I'm tha guy who spendz all day at tha mall!"

Did you know? btw... that '2015' markz the (uhhh) "10th year" (anniversary?), lol, in which... I've been comin to/lounging at thiz very mall

And you wanna know how many G'z I'd *HOOKED UP* wit.. in all my 10 (TEN!) GLORIOUZ YEARZ comin to thiz place (???).. ABSOLUTELY ZERO (((0)))

(comin from a dude, who'z spent countlezz numba'z of $$$ on -clothingz and accessoriez- in attemptz to look good, and appeal to girlz/women)

But anywayz... that* aintz tha reason I'm here hollering up on ma twitter... I pretty much have -an announcement- of sortz I'd like to make

In that (well)... I am planning on spending tha comin weekend (ma bday weekend, 05.30.15 + 05.31.15)... in tha #LAKESHORE #MISSISSAUGA area

Not exactly sure what I'm gonna be doin at #MISSISSAUGA #LAKESHORE.. especially if I'm bussing ma way out there 2 dayz straight.. but yeah..

If you've neva been to (#MISSISSAUGA #LAKESHORE)... what can I really tell ya... it'z a real nice, scenic area, by/on tha lake #LAKEONTARIO

So that'z kinda tha 'first announcement' there... now I gotta a 'second announcement' for y'allz... kinda had to think real hard on thiz one

But yeah... (hear me out on thiz)... seein az tha whole feeling of being ***ALONE ON YOUR BDAY*** kinda SUCKz MONSTER'z BALLz and whatnot...

Thiz iz a ***LEGIT OFFER*** here.. but I am seriouzly willing to give $300 (THREE HUNDRED DOLLA'z, CASH!) to somebody.. juz to chill with me

I repeat.. I @DJDIZTURBIA am looking to PAY SOMEBODY (female plz) $300 (#CASH) juz to spend tha day (ma bday) with me.. (NO SEXUAL FAVORZ!)

Now I haven't ruled out guyz... assuming, you're a guy, and you're NOT GAY or BI!... and we meetup, under tha pretensez, that for MY $300...

I wouldn't be juz paying you juz to "chill"... you'd have to show me a thing or two when it comez to *approachin tha ladiez*... ya know?!

Now assuming whoeva'z paying attention to MA OFFER, iz (somewhat) familiar with ma twitter, and ma blog site (http://DIZTURBIA.COM )...

I dont blame ya, if you might think I'm a 'dangerouz' and/or 'untrustworthy' person, to wanna meetup with alone (bring a friend if you must)

And if you want a full search of ma backpack, to make sure I don't got no *BAD STUFF* (weaponz, drugz, etc), then by all meanz >>> GO AHEAD!

But yeah.. az PATHETIC az it might come across (in me puttin up thiz whole MONEY OFFER).. I juz don't wanna be alone on ma bday, that'z all!

DIZTURBIA.COM | 05.25.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "05.30.15 (MY BIRTHDAY, 5 DAYS AWAY)" | 05/25/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh)... comin at ya live from #BCC/#BRAMALEA City Centre mall... with ALOT on ma mind!

Now before I head straight to tha main subject that be... MA BDAY *05.30.15* (less than 5 dayz time)... I wanna quickly address tha fact...

About a week back... I had* unfortunately been with THA FLU... and indeed, theze last couple dayz have been SHITTY, to say tha fuckin least!

Thankfully... it lookz like I'm 90% past it all now... though I still gotta take ma NEOCITRAN'z every night juz for precautionary measurez

But yeah... lookz like I'm going to be A-OK, righ in time for MA BDAY, thiz weekend (05.30.15 + 05.31.15)... so let uz talk about *THAT* now

So if you don't quite know.. I have ALOT (mentally) invested into MA BDAY thiz year.. to say, I take it 'too personal', iz an understatement

But to make a long story short.. ma last 10 (straight) birthdayz have very much SUCKED BALLZ.. call it an ongoin 'losing streak', if ya will

It'z reached tha point now.. MA BDAY haz become one of thoze "least looked forward to" dayz on tha calendar... say it ain't so, BUT IT'Z SO!

Now one might say.. it'z only like "that", becuz you make it out to be az such, lol... (az if I truly wanna* be unhappy on ma bday) riiight!

Though I partially can agree on that point... I'd call it more a 50/50 joint-effort... brought on by myself -AND GOD- to bring down ma bday

So yeah.. have it be known (queue laughing track) tha *ORIGINAL PLANZ* goin into MA BDAY.. wuz to try to land a BLIND DATE for ma bday night

I even had RESERVATIONZ-FOR-2 set at tha #LACASTILE steak-and-seafood restaurant in Mississauga (which I've now had to call and CANCEL)

Needlezz to say.. I wuz utterly unsuccessful in ma attemptz at tryin to get A DATE for ma bday.. I'm juz not *GOOD ENOUGH* for today'z women

Ma parentz, in mere pity, had contemplated takin me out to dinner for ma bday... lol... but I informed them kindly n politely, no (FUCK NO!)

Need I mention also.. tha fact I have NO FRIENDZ (not even that of a COUSIN, AUNT, or UNCLE to reach out to).. makez ma situation even worse

So yeah.. not sure what im gonna do thiz weekend (((ALONE))) for ma bday.. talk about real DARK TIMEZ (often I wonder why do I deserve thiz)

Rumour haz it... if I don't come out thiz birthday weekend *HAPPY* (in some form or tha otha)... I am goin to reach a new ALL-TIME LOW! :)

I'm almost contemplating droppin $$$ EVERY DOLLA $$$ outta ma bank account, yeah, if that'z what it takez to get ***SOMETHING*** GOING!

Dunno what elze to say... assuming ma life continuez itz (current) DOWNWARD SPIRAL trend... a possibility -> thiz 'could be' MA LAST BDAY!

OR.. (or thru some form of -LAST MINUTE- MIRACLE)... I AM gonna have a *HAPPY BIRTHDAY* with perhapz a sign of more to come in tha future

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 37 / CODE:BLU | "BIBLE DESECRATION/ELLIOT RODGER" | 05/23/15

I. BIBLE DESECRATION (INTRO)

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
bringing to blog/episode #37, being written (once again) live from HOME,
not tha usual spot (eg. #BCC/#Bramalea City Centre mall, in Brampton), yeah,
az I'm still dealin with THA FLU, yezzz indeed, THA FLU IN (FUCKIN!) MAY!
Needlezz to say, weather haz been amazing for tha most part, thiz month,
and az I be typin thiz out, layin here on ma bed (no bitch next to me, sadly),
Saturday, May 23rd, 7:42PM, tha sun iz shining bright, tha skiez are clear blue,
and it'z 22 fuckin degreez, yet here I be, sequestered with tha fuckin flu!
All becuz it had to juz get cold again for a few dayz (talkin May 11th-13th),
and yeah, what started out az juz a sore throat, would escalate into tha flu!


II. ELLIOT RODGER (05.23.14, 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY) I

So yeah, if you hadn't really noticed, I spent tha entire previouz blog/episode
ranting about that (tha whole me getting sick, blah blah blah, I know),
but yeah, moving on now to betta and more meaningful thingz now,
today'z blog will be focused on 2 thingz, one being, BIBLE DESECRATION,
tha'z right, bible desecration, and tha fact I indeed have planz to... (well,
let'z not get too ahead a maself here, I'll juz save 'tha announcement' for later),
and tha otha being, ELLIOT RODGER, aka "The Santa Barbara Killer"
(or dubbed, "The Virgin Killer"), dare I say it, "REST IN PEACE, ELLIOT,
may I hope tha afterlife iz treating you well and your soul iz in a betta place!"
Now if you don't know tha story of Elliot Rodger, no probz, I'll happily share.


III. ELLIOT RODGER (05.23.14, 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY) II

So yezzz indeed, today iz 05.23.15, tha exact one year anniversary (awe)
of 05.23.14, a date that foreva livez in HORROR in tha "Isla Vista Community"
(Isla Vista, tha southwest suburb of Santa Barbarba county, California, USA)
for tha shooting/stabbing/suicide massacre conducted by one, Elliot Rodger,
a 22-year old single (and indeed, very sexually-frustrated, dejected) virgin male,
leaving behind, 6 casualtiez, and 14 othas significantly wounded, before
taking hiz own life (in tha mere secondz before tha authoritiez seized him).
It indeed made headlinez all around tha world, and despite all tha outrage
amongst countlezz millionz on social media, needlezz to say, there were thoze
who also "felt" for 'Poor Elliot', I (DVSNGH, Dave Singh), being one of thoze.


IV. ELLIOT RODGER (MURDER PLAN) I

So yeah, az I be writing *theze wordz* (Saturday, May 23rd, 2015, 9:02PM time),
it wuz -exactly- one year ago thiz time (Friday, May 23rd, 2014, late evening)
in which Elliot Rodger would begin hiz (planned-out) ***killing rampage***.
Unfortunately however, for Elliot, tha plan did not quite go az he so hoped.
So yeah, tha main target in which he had vowed to give "retribution" to,
thiz being tha "UCSB Alpha Phi Sorority house" (home to about a dozen
or two stuck-up, elitist-type bitchez), well, unfortunately, for Poor Elliot here,
most tha bitchez (livin there) had already gone away for tha long weekend,
and of tha few that did remain, well, they choze not to answer tha door,
with an anxious and villainous Elliot, waiting at bay, with 'loadz of ammo' btw.


V. ELLIOT RODGER (MURDER PLAN) II

So yeah, when that (sorority house, killing) plan didn't go 'az expected',
well, Elliot couldn't really go back to hiz dorm, and 'plan for anotha day',
cuzzz you see, he had (earlier in tha day) KILLED HIZ ROOMATEZ (2 dudez,
pluz their friend, 3 total), not to mention tha fact, he had (earlier) pre-taped
a very intense, methodical video of himself, detailing tha fact that, yeah,
he wuz gonna go out on thiz killing spree, and yeah, within minutez before
tha 'sorority house incident', he had already uploaded tha video to YouTube,
az well az, emailing out a 140-page suicide letter, to thoze close to him.
With all tha crucial information already been let outta tha bag, needlezz to say,
Elliot knew 'hiz time on thiz earth' wuz about to reach itz unfortunate end.


VI. ELLIOT RODGER (MURDER PLAN) III

So with being that, and tha fact, "Plan A" didn't go successful az planned,
tha left one, Mr. Elliot Rodger here, with not much any otha option,
but to, yeah, go on an all-out ***KILLING SPREE*** against tha people
of Isla Vista (tha community in which he felt rejected/unaccepted by).
So that'z juz what he did, he would then go into hiz BMW Coupe (car),

and rummage through tha streetz of Isla Vista, shooting upon all in sight,
az well az, using hiz very own vehicle az a weapon, to spear through people.
When he reached tha point where tha authoritiez (almost) *HAD HIM*,
that'z when he finally decided to *PULL IT* (tha trigger, to hiz temple),
and yeah, he crashed (hiz car), and that'z pretty much how it all ended.


VII. ELLIOT RODGER (05.23.14, 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY) III

So yeah, having juz shared with ya'llz tha amazing tale of one, Elliot Rodger, 

assuming that you did* read thoze last couple paragraphz I'd written (which btw,
written in ma own wordz, having kinda sorta memorized tha story by heart),
you'd think thiz wuz fiction, a (lame) Hollywood storyline/plot, or whatnot,
but no, it indeed really happened, and real people did die from tha incident.
Now you must wonder, why would I 'side' with thiz (Elliot Rodger) individual,
being that he wuz a (um) SUICIDAL, HOMICIDAL, POSSESSED MANIAC!
Well, might take me full 10 paragraphz, in tryin to explain that, but yeah,
he had issuez, tha main of which being that HE COULDN'T GET A GIRL FRIEND,
interesting shit (to me), considering, I CAN'T GET A GIRL FRIEND either!


VIII. ELLIOT RODGER (CLOSING THOUGHTZ)

So doez that mean, becuz he couldn't get a girlfriend (and thuz givin up),
meanz he had/earned "tha right... to go kill a bunch of random peoplez",
well, um, hmmm? I guezz tha obviouz would prolly have to be *NO* (right?!)
But yeah, having been able to relate to tha pain n' frustration he went through,
and considering I'm much older than he wuz (he wuz 22, and I'm... nevamind),
tha ability to NOT BE ABLE TO GET A GIRLFRIEND (or juz LAID, period!)
iz such a painful thing in itself, and to have that amplified, by your surroundingz,
IF ONLY YOU KNEW WHAT THAT FELT LIKE, and yeah, to have
THAT (FEELING) plague you YOUR WHOLE DAMN LIFE, then, fuck yeah,
you too might wanna go on a MASS KILLING SPREE (on your way out).


IX. BIBLE DESECRATION II

So how about that, going into thiz blog here, I wuz planning on doin a
half-and-half, one half talkin about Elliot Rodger, and tha otha half on...
yeah! Bible Desecration, now what exactly iz "Bible Desecration" exactly?
Well, Bible Desecration meanz, when you go take a bible (book), and go and...
well, you go *DO STUFF* to it, something along tha linez of, like, idunno,
RIPPING THA PAGEZ OUT! (or idunno) SETTING THA SHIT ON FIRE!!!
And it doezn't have to be limited to juz THA HOLY (CHRISTIAN) BIBLE,
hell, you could do *tha same* to THA HOLY QURAN, if you dare chooze to.
Soundz pretty F.U.C.K.E.D right?! Why would one ever consider such act,
not to mention, tha ramifications that could come (later) in committing such act.


X. BIBLE DESECRATION III

Well, what if I told ya, "I" might be considering doing JUZ THAT?! (no liez)
Juz think about it, I could take either (or perhapz even BOTH, tha bible 

AND tha quran, DOUBLE THA SIN) and utterly n' completely destroy them!
You might wonder, what in GOD and ALLAH'z NAME would make me do thiz?!
Or, of course, (tha otha question of concern, it being...) which specific

CHRISTIAN and/or MUSLIM person(s) would cauze me to wanna go do thiz?
Have tha fact be known, there wuz no one specific person (or group of)
behind tha motive in thiz (crazy?) decision, let'z juz say, tha reason behind it
(though I haven't actually *committed tha deed*, well not juz yet, mind you)
iz to send a direct message to GOD (and/or ALLAH)... *to be continued*


Paragraphs I through V written at Home (Brampton)
Paragraphs VI through X written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 36 / CODE:BLU | "HEALTH PROBLEMZ (FLUs, HEMORRHOIDs, ETC)" | 05/20/15

I. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) I

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
proudly bringing to ya blog/episode #36, dezpite tha rather unfortunate
circumstancez I got goin here, be it tha fact that, yezzz... I gotz THA FLU!
Yezzz indeedy, tha flu, I juz so happen to be one tha lucky few to catch tha flu
in of all timez of tha year, tha month of May, MOTHAFUCKIN MAY (tha'z right),
juz when tha weather started gettin good, izn't that great, I had to get sick.
Not to mention tha fact, in lezz than 10 dayz, it'z MA BDAY (05.30.15),
and yeah, knowin ma past history (when gettin hit with tha flu), chancez are
I'm goin be headin into ma bday still with tha flu (or leftova symptomz of it),
cuzzz yeah, when I get sick, it takez me WEEKZ (NOT DAYZ) to recova.


II. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) II

So here I be now, at home, layin on my bed (writin thiz blog, not often tha case)
alongside me, a large cup of hot deliciously sour (daytime) "neocitran"
(a flu remedy, sold ova tha counter), which I must say, doin itz job damn well,
dezpite tha fact, tha wordz you see here (bein inputted via ma iPhone, app)
are comin out at a snail'z (sssslllooowww) pace, and tha fact that, yeah,
I probably shouldn't be doin thiz (writing) and puttin unnecessary
strain on ma brain, but whateva, it'z ma determination to get thiz blog done.
If only I could show ya peoplez what I look like (via a quick snap wit ma phone),
layin here, half-dead, one eye open, on me bed, while writin thiz shit, hey,
it ain't a pretty sight (oh and no, I utterly refuse to provide y'allz with a pic).


III. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) II

So I juz thought I'd entertain y'allz with tha story of how I got tha flu.
Cuzzz you see, I din't get sick by random, it wuz a well-orchestrated setup.
Now here we are in tha month of May, here in tha GTA (Greater Toronto Area),
about 6 weekz removed from yet another cold and torturous winter season,
with tha weather finally reachin a nice comfortable norm (15 to 23 degreez).
Mind you, tha month of April haz it'z issuez (warm one day, cold the otha),
but give it a month'z time for tha weather to transition it'z way through,
and come May time, tha weather iz great, and you get to enjoy tha outdoorz.
Now dezpite dayz of occasional rain here and there, I definitely muz say,
tha weather haz been pretty damn great thiz year (Spring 2015), until...


IV. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) IV

So yeah, juz when I started gettin into tha flow of Spring (temperature'z rising),
how about that, on tha dayz of (May) 11th, 12th and 13th, we all (in tha GTA-area)
got hit with a cold blast from outta nowhere, and to thoze who neva saw it comin,
and (key important fact here) had not *dressed properly* within thoze 3 dayz,
what can I tell ya, a few *chozen onez* eventually had to suffer itz wrath,
and how about it, "I" juz so happen to be one of tha few, lucky chozen onez
to get taken under, and yeah, here I be in tha month of 'May' with tha flu.
How often do I ever get tha flu? I'd say, once or twice a year, on average.
And how often do I get tha flu in May of all monthz? Ummm, never, actually.
I would alwayz catch it, September thru March, typically 'tha cold monthz'.


V. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) V

So, I found it real interesting that I happen to get sick in May, (I repeat) May!
And juz so happenz to be 'Late May', yeah, juz dayz before ma bday (05.30.15).
And how about that, after that minor cold blast (May 11th-13th, 8-11 degreez)
it went back to warm again (19-25 degreez) and stayed tha same since.
Getting to ma point here in that I very much indeed put full blame to GOD,
for causin me to get sick, and quite possibly even, having me remain sick
"before, during, and after" MA BDAY (05.30.15), az meanz of punishment.
Like, neva in tha past, would I eva have to worry bout gettin tha flu in 'May'
and havin it (potentially) ruin whateva planz I got on tha horizon (on ma bday).
But GOD haz willfully decided to throw thiz wrench into my planz.


VI. HEALTH PROBLEMZ (THA FLU) VI

Unlezz of course, thiz iz all juz a swerve, in (GOD) cauzin me to panic,
and that he'z gonna actually have me fine and ready (come time for ma bday),
if of courze, I'm able to get past tha fuckin FLU in lezz than 10 dayz time,
which haz neva happened before (alwayz takez "me" roughly 12-18 dayz).
Yeah, I've got what you call, one of them 'weak immune systemz'.
So yeah, right now, ma poor sinus and throat haz to experience HELL
for what'z expected to be a 1-week (perhapz, 2-week) more period cycle.
Amazing coincidence btw, that I juz happen to fall sick, tha last week of May,
tha very same week, I choze to take time off work (due to exhaustion),
to juz relax and chill, yeah, I'll now instead be usin that time chillin with tha flu!


VII. WORKING (WITH THA FLU) I

So btw, az I reach -thiz- part of ma blog here, you wanna know where I am,
I'll tell ya, Brampton(Fuckin)Transit, on ma way to work (yeah, I work!)
#RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed, tha'z fuckin right, on ma way to work
(and on public transit, mind you) with tha damn fuckin flu! Now mind you,
I did tell ma manager already, that I got hit with tha, and that (you know),
it'z probably not a good idea to be working in a restaurant environment,
be it that I might (idunno) *SPREAD THA VIRUS* on 1 or to 2 ma coworkerz,
not to mention tha fact, I could be contaminating a lot tha shit I touch.
But no, I work in a restaurant (#RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed, az I said),
where you are practically forced to work, whether sick or not sick, lol...


VIII. WORKING (WITH THA FLU) II

And tho I shouldn't (you know) *TALK SHIT* bout ma workplace and all,
but yeah, we operate on some real BULLSHIT conditionz here, let me tell ya.
And btw, I believe we are tha only restaurant chain that'z open (day and night!)
364 DAYZ A YEAR, yeah, only day it'z closed, iz fuckin CHRISTMAS DAY!
Buh yeah, when someone fallz sick, they pretty much gotta come in sick,
unlezz, you're "close friendz" with people there (who know your section),
who you can make arrangementz to fill in for you, otherwize, you're fucked!
Now ma manager said he texted tha next available dude (who could fill in),
but he *NO REPLIED*, seein az that'z tha attitude of (most) our employeez.
Now when 'he' getz sick, and they be textin me to fill in, I return *tha favor*!


IX. MA BDAY (WITH THA FLU)

So it'z quite amazing, that I be taking thiz time, and devoting a whole blog,
in a long-winded rant about (me) "being sick" (and how much it suckz),
when I could be/should be talkin bout much more (idunno) meaningful shit,
but yeah, I wuz originally suppoze to devote thiz blog/episode in talkin bout
MA BDAY (05.30.15), in lezz than 10 dayz time, and how much I'm sooo
"looking forward -and- NOT looking forward to it" (soundz fucked, eh?).
But tha fact I had to fall 'sick' suddenly and everso unexpectedly like thiz,
juz amazes me, considering ma life of mizery, one mizfortune afta anotha.
But yeah, if I do happen to get out of thiz sick state, right in time for ma bday,
and (by miracle!) I do get treated to a good (HAPPY) BDAY, dunno what to say.


X. FURTHER HEALTH PROBLEMZ (HEMORRHOIDZ!)

So lastly now, I'd like to share tha newz of ma other rather 'unfortunate'
health problem/encounter I had been plagued with (early in tha month of May),
which haz thankfully gone away, for tha most part, altho tha mark still remainz,
that being (yes!) tha HEMORRHOID (lmfao!) I'd unfortunately been hit with,
in tha first week of May, and yeah, did *that shit* (pun intended) eva hurt or what.
Now if you don't know what da fuck a 'hemorrhoid' iz, well, what can I tell ya,
ummm, go look it up for yourself, a rather disgusting thing to say tha least,
and yeah, I believe it had been ma '3rd (or 4th) ever' one in ma whole life,
and how about it, juz *had to* happen thiz month of all monthz, but whateva.
So there ya go, 10 lovely paragraphz, centered round ma health problemz.


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

DIZTURBIA.COM | 05.16.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "05.30.15 (MY BIRTHDAY, 14 DAYS AWAY)" | 05/16/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh)... tweetin it up *LIVE* here at #BCC/#Bramalea City Centre... (tha usual spottt)

Righ here, treatin maself to a nice, late lunch... fuckin right... ala #TACOBELL (DOUBLE) #FRIESSUPREME with beef!

So yeah... thiz iz basicly juz a *PART DEAUX* (two, 2) of tha mixtape/rant I wuz goin off on before... (see tha previouz 20-some tweetz)

Yeah.. tha same rant in which I wuz talkin bout #ABSINTHE.. indeed, a very HIGH % VOLUME liquor (banned in North America for 75+ yearz btw)

Need I have to remind ya again what I mean by, um, HIGH % VOLUME... #LUCID (left) 62%, #HILLS (right) 70%... anywayz

Thiz shit iz essentially *POISON* at tha lovely n' wonderful cost of $42 and $65.. and no... tha shit ain't intended to be drink'd straight

Now I still haven't yet (uh) went and bought maself one... not "yet" of course... but whenever tha time comez around in me doin juz that...

Be prepared to taste/experience ***LIQUIDIZED HELL*** for tha first time! (don't wanna do thiz, but I juz might have to) #THANKSDEPRESSION

So yeah... got me a #BIRTHDAY comin up at the end of tha month (05.30.15)... and it'z lookin (thuz far) to be juz anotha #DEPRESSINGBIRTHDAY

I made an attempt last week on #POF/#PLENTYOFFISH in tryin to get a #DATE set in place for ma BDAY night.. but yeah.. EVERYCUNT REJECTED ME!

Oh and need I remind... I still have #RESERVATIONS (for 2, for 6PM) at tha #LACASTILE steak-and-seafood restaurant... but still -> NO DATE!

In addition to tha fact I booked 7 (SEVEN) dayz off work... (in the dayz surroundin ma bday)... essentially a vacation with nowhere-to-go :/

I'm juz gonna end up prolly wastin thoze (7) dayz at home, doin absolute jack all, or (you know) JACKIN OFF (be it wit ma #PORNADDICTION) :P

And need I forget to mention.. ma #1 hobby in life, you know, MALL SQUATTING.. lookin at girlz, but unable to do shit, aside from LOOKIN O_o

Amazing.. considerin how DEPRESSING last year'z bday (2014) wuz.. I kept ma head up in thinkin, 365 dayz from then, I'll be much betta place

Buh, it lookz like I'm headed for an even MORE DEPRESSING bday than last year'z, assuming if I'm spendin it *ALONE* yet again #NOFRIENDS

All in all tho... dezpite how #DEPRESSEDASFUCK I am with thiz bday comin up... I'm not depressed to tha point of wantin to (ya know) #PULLIT

Assuming still... I'm gonna have yet anotha sad bday (in 14 dayz)... and no lezz tha same, in anotha 365 dayz, what can I tell you folkz...

I might az well make aside a special -SAVINGZ- (account)... with tha proceedz goin towardz (idunno)... gettin maself a nice lil #REVOLVER :)

Tho gunz may not be legal in ma country (#CANADA).. I'm sure if I went lookin in #THAHOOD.. there be a sweet chance of (possibly) gettin one

Buh puttin aside all ma #CRAZYTALK.. 14 dayz and tickin to MA BDAY (05.30.15).. here'z still hopin for #MIRACLES (in tha form of a #DATE)

DIZTURBIA.COM | 05.15.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "ABSINTHE" | 05/15/15

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh.. comin-at-chya live at tha #LCBO (#BRAMALEA).. tha'z right

Here for one reason, and ONE REASON ONLY, startz with an "A... endz wit an "E"... anybod wanna take a wild guezz to what thiz could be (???)

Perhapz, lol, you might juz call it.. "The Single Most *EVIL* Spirit" that lurkz inside tha LC.. considering, well, it'z got tha highest % !

Tha'z indeed correct.. tha highest % (percent) alcohol by volume.. you drink about 5 full bottlez of theze, and yeah, consider yaself TOAST!

Tha'z of course, if you're a 'MAN' in termz of tha liquor drinkin.. but if you'z a 'PU$$Y' when comez to drinkin.. (MASELF az tha example)..

(Yaaa, I admit to tha world.. that im indeed very much a PU$$Y when it comez to tha drinkin... can hardly even withstand 8%, let alone, 35%)

Buh yeah... I'm sure if "I"'were to (somehow tha fuck!) *consume* (idunno) 2 full bottlez of -thiz shit-... I'd be beyond mothafuckin toast!

So what iz thiz I'm goin on and on about... I'll tell you what it iz... it'z mutha mutha fuckin #ABSINTHE, peoplez!

And you see what % (percent) iz on *that bottle*... yezzz indeed, 62% (SIXTY TWO PERCENTO'z) alc. volume per bottle... that'z #LUCID for ya!

Now need I mention... thiz LC here also carriez another brand a thiz shit az well... thiz here being #HILLS #ABSINTHE

And that one iz even stronger than tha first bottle I showed ya... thiz one being 70% (SEVENTY PERCENT) alc. by volume... powerful shit here

So yeah, #ABSINTHE ain'tz something you're suppozed to drink straight, (from what I've seen/read) it'z supposed to be somewhat (uh) diluted!

Now I've NEVA ONCE tazted thiz shit in ma life.. but havin seen ranDUMB peoplez (lol) on YouTube drink it az a "challenge".. what can say...

It'z kinda -one a dem tingz- you not suppozed to do in life (drinkin #ABSINTHE).. but hey.. here I am, yeah, very very much considerin it :)

So might wonder... why in ma FUCK'D UP MIND would I eva consider doin thiz to maself (?!)... like I stated, thiz iz 62-70% alcohol here :$

Oh and yezzz... I have indeed heard of tha term *ALCOHOL POISONING* before... and yezzz indeed, it'z a place I would sure hate to be :'<

Buh yeah... tha'z tha thing about #DEPRESSION... you start thinkin bout all sortza crazyazz shit, and tha next thing ya know, #SHITHAPPENS!

Should be noted now.. #IMPORTANTNOTE: I did NOT actually buy any bottle(z) of #ABSINTHE (in ma visit to tha LC today)... well, not AZ OF YET

I mainly juz went (to tha 'LC' #LCBO today) juz to get a nice (you know)... *UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL LOOK* (at tha #ABSINTHE)... it'z all :)

Be it tha fact *MA BDAY* iz comin at tha end a tha month (05.30.15).. and thinkin bout *IT* getz meh real #DEPRESSED.. (to be continued)...

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 35 / CODE:WHI | "THE RETURN OF... (DJ DIZTURBIA)" | 04/10/15

I.

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
comin at ya live here at (you guezzed it) #BCC/#BRAMALEA City Centre mall,
bringing to ya ma first full-length written blog episode in many weekz,
having been unable to (tha previous month of April '15) due to ma job,
having been put on (temporary) *special assignment*, and yeah,
having my average 28-32 hourz/week schedule being jacked up to somewhere
around 40-45 hourz/week (that'z a 30-40% hour increase, I believe),
and tha fact tha work I do iz quite -physically demanding- to say tha least,
by the end of every evening (shift), ma battery wuz practically drained,
therefor thuz having quite a significant affect on ma (um) "creative flow".


II.

So yeah, without giving too much infamation (TMI) pertaining to ma job,
needlezz to say, I work a (dine-in) restaurant job, and quite a hectic one,
dare I say, amongst one of Brampton'z "TOP 5" restaurant destinationz,
oh and yeah, an interesting factoid, az it relatez to ma restaurant chain,
in that, "I'm not allowed to mention by name" or even by itz 'INITIALZ',
in any of ma online writingz, and doin so, violatez tha "termz of agreementz"
(set by tha restaurant), and yeah, I been given ma -official warning- already :)
Getting that factoid outta tha way tho, what can I say, tha job iz tiring,
so much tiring, that many of itz employeez (doin full-time hourz)
seek REFUGE, and thuz MUST escape via (non-paid, unfortunately) vacation.


III.

So basically, April'z tha month, tha dishwasher goez off on vacation
(for a month), and yeah, guezz who da fuck haz to takeova tha role (moi).
Thiz now bein tha 4th year I've had to do thiz, and az much az tha job blowz,
and tha fact tha shiftz are quite long (rangin from 7 to 9 hourz, continuous!),
lookin at it from tha positive standpoint, I'm getting a bigger paycheck,
and tha fact I'm FAT (note: I weigh 200+), lol, I could really use tha workout.
Tha sad thing unfortunately tho, where I work at, great az tha food iz and all,
nearly about 90% tha mealz on our menu iz fattening az motherfuck!
So yeah, az much strain az ma body went through in tha last couple weekz,
I'm still the same FAT FUCK I wuz before, except, got nicer clothez now.


IV.

So I should talk now bout tha fact, yeah, I'm very much stacked in debt
(credit card debt), and have been so for quite some time now (2 full yearz now),
and yeah, apparently tha goal (on paper) wuz to take thoze 2 BIG PAYCHECKZ,
earned in tha previouz month'z "special assignment" dutiez, and yeah,
devote a significant amount of it in paying off some of that ($7500!) debt,
and yeah, seemed like an A-OK PLAN, especially with $860(!) CHECK,
but guezz what, that unfortunately didn't go az perfectly planned az such,
becuzzz, well, I slowly and eventually SPENT OUT that entire $860 sum!
Az I stated before, lol, I kinda spent it towardz newer, nicer clothingz and whatnot,
tha highlight of which included, yeah, $300(!) NIKE LEBRON JAMES SNEAKZ!


V.

So let'z talk a lil more bout CREDIT CARD DEBT, az I'm on tha subject here,
but yeah, for what I believe iz tha THIRD straight month in a row now,
I have hit tha 'credit ceiling', (a situation) in which I put large sumz of $$
(I'm talkin $500+ sumz, btw) from ma regular, bi-weekly (work) paycheckz
onto ma credit card, in attemptz to pay off some of tha accumulated debt
(currently standin at $7500 atm) in attemptz to lower tha debt deficit
(in hopez of reachin $0, eventually, obviouzly), meanwhile, meanwhile,
tryin to control whatever necessary (and the many unnecessary) spendingz
that take place between then and tha next comin paycheck (in 2 weekz).
Sadly, I've been failing horrifically in all ma effortz in lowering ma debtload.


VI.

So yeah, in tha last couple monthz, I've done quite tha bit of spendin,
and yeah, tha majority of that spendin being put towardz all-new clothingz
(new shoez! new hoodiez! new t-shirtz! new pantz! new boxerz! new sockz!)
even goin to tha extent of gettin a new backpack, when I di'nt really need a new one, having 4 perfectly good (brand-name, designer) onez
so it kinda goez to show ya what real "smart shopper" I am (...sarcasmz...).
Oh and yeah, havin had to spend $405 on a brand-new (64GB) Ipod Touch
(having tried to do a do-it-yourself repair job on tha previous one, lol,
only to fuckin kill it in tha process) only made financial matterz worse.
Did you know: I've still yet to create a SAVINGZ ACCOUNT to thiz very day.


VII.

So I thought I take great time (1 paragraph should be enough) in explaining
what reason wuz there in all thiz crazy (perhapz, nonsensical?) spending
in recent weekz, but yeah, there'z a word/term people often tend to uze,
it'z called OVERHAUL, when you see something doesn't seem quite right,
or doez'nt quite meet up to your required standardz, and yeah, you decide
to reach into -tha pocket bookz- to make tha necessary needed adjustmentz.
That'z kinda what happened here with ma wardrobe, I decided to make
a MASS INVESTMENT (...in $WAG...) in effortz of makin maself more 'appealing',
in dezperate attemptz (lol) at winnin ova some pretty girl'z eyez+heart,
nevermindin tha fact I'm out-of-shape and don't know how to "make-a-move".


VIII.

So have it be no secret, ma main goal thiz summer (2015), az iz every summer,
iz that of (ME) FINDING A GIRL FRIEND (and still, MY FIRST GIRL FRIEND!!!).
I must must (and I mean, MUST) find A GIRL FRIEND before summer'z end!
And tho it seemz I say it every year (in all ma online writingz), but yeah,
tha 'PRESSURE' iz indeed on for me to FIND A GIRL FRIEND, THIZ SUMMER!
Thiz (2015) summer iz tha summer I... MUST... FIND... A... GIRL FRIEND!!!
(I REPEAT)... thiz iz tha summer I... MUST... FIND... A... GIRL FRIEND!!!!! !!!!!
All avenuez (in attemptz to find A GIRL FRIEND) will be travelled thiz summer,
thuz of which includez hittin tha clubz, tha barz, tha mallz (no jokez!),
ontop of "online dating sitez" (despite ma well-proven 'losing record' on them).


IX.

Sooo, now, despite *THIZ* being somewhat an (um) not-so-smart move
(for me to be writing PUBLICLY about thiz), but yeah, here it fuckin goez...
I heavily (and I mean, HEAVILY, peoplez) contemplating takin up drugz
(thiz summer, 2015), if THAT'z perhapz tha real -BOOST/LIFT I need,
-in attemptz- to make tha move towardz all tha pretty girliez of Brampton.
Cuzzz you see, for me to be able to *pursue* girlz, in tha current state I'm in,
I'm too much of a mental wreck, and despite knowing full well, doin drugz
might only amplify that, hey, there'z also drugz to help people (you know)
"better cope" with tha hard timez" (say, I embarrassed maself real hard),
there might be 'a particular drug' to (lol) erase away any painful memoriez.


X.

So yeah, while it might sound like an outright lie, but have it be heard, HERE,
up until thiz point of ma life, I have been completely -VOID- of all (street) drugz
(with exception to marijuana, tha only one drug to reach ma system),
neva had coke, neva had crack, neva had heroine, neva had meth, and yeah,
despite all tha many timez I've made jokez about it with sum ma coworkerz,
neva even had "shroomz", tha one drug I've been most curiouz to try
(long story, let'z just say it kinda relatez a bit to Cheech And Chong, lol).
But despite all my hard timez, I've neva resorted to tha path of hard drugz,
and idunno, perhapz I oughta thank ma parentz *prayerz* for that, buh yeah,
dependin on how ma bday (05.30.15) goez, -it- could all change from there.

Paragraphs I through X written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)