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)
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)
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