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Tuesday, July 07, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 07.07.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "ALYSSA BRIANNA RANT (PART 2)" | 07/07/15


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Sunday, July 05, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 07.05.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "DIRRRTY PANTIEZZZ (PART 3)" | 07/05/15


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Friday, July 03, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 07.03.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "MY 2ND COUSIN'S WEDDING (I BOYCOTTED)" | 07/03/15


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Wednesday, July 01, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 07.01.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "(FUCK) CANADA DAY 2015" | 07/01/15


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DIZTURBIA.COM | BIBLE+++QURAN DESECRATION (WEEK 1, INITIALIZATION) | 07/01/15
































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Tuesday, June 30, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 44 / CODE:RED | "FINANCIALLY FUKKED" | 06/30/15


I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
comin at ya live from (make one guezz) #BCC/#Bramalea City Centre mall,
tha time and day (Monday, June 22nd, 2015... 3:21PM) I be writin thiz,
currently writing thiz btw, on ma 3-hour intermission/break, from work,
cuzzz you see, I'm doing what's called a "double-shift", when you're
scheduled to take on 2 work shiftz in one day (a "11 to 2" and then a "6 to 1"),
for reasonz becuz, well, tha Canadian Economy kinda fuckin suckz ballz atm,
and yeah, ma restaurant I work at (#RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed),
like many restaurantz are greatly understaffed, and becuzzz of that,
you got some of uzzz workin VERRRY LONGGG dayz to say tha least
(did I mention all tha timez I had to work wit tha flu, yeah, THA FUCKIN FLU!)
II. 

So in thiz blog episode, tha focus iz on 2 subjectz, tha first (which I shall
discuzz in tha second half of thiz broadcast) focusing on tha same old,
you know, *(CAN'T GET A) GIRL FRIEND DIATRIBE*, that juz neva endz,
and tha otha being, well, I REALLY, REALLY FUCKED UP mistake I made,
about a month ago, involving maself and a certain (uh) "financial company",
I can't mention (by name) at thiz very time, but yeah, needlezz to fuckin say,
I got suckered in good (case you din't I'm one a thoze "hard to say no" typez),
and yeah, not only have they got MY MONEY "invested" in their bullshit,
but apparently, they also got me on some $40/month "life insurance" plan,
juz in case I get SEVERELY INJURED (or perhapz even DIE), thiz company
iz gonna be of great benefit to me financially (if, in tha case of "hefty billz").
III. 

Oh, and it gets even betta, thiz company not only wantz to "help me"
(in tha financial long run, so they say), but they also want to "hire me" (lmfao),
and yeah, before I go further, I should talk bout how I got into thiz mess.
Now there'z thiz guy I work with (over at #RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed),
who'd been workin there for a while, and at timez, we've worked close,
can't say hiz name, so I'll juz refer to him simply az "S******", so tha thing iz
about "S*****", he had been workin at #RestaurantThatCannotBeNamed",
for some time, and he decided to move on to a different line of work,
finance, but still workz a day or two (a week), at tha restaurant I work at,
little did I know, he'z basicly juz there to recruit "new people (suckerzzz)"
into (what I now realize iz) a "pyramid scheme" company (in disguise).
IV. 

So it all started when I wuz tryin to make conversation with him (at work),
and cuz all he kept talkin about iz "financez", so I decided to ask him,
"so tell me something really interesting about finance I don't know",
and tha next thing you know, he'z got me setup for "meeting" at ma house,
with hiz associate, and yeah, despite having been plagued with THA FLU,
they were quite persistent in meeting with me and discussing finance with me,
startin out with ma debt crisis I'm currently in ($7000 in credit card debt),
and yeah, they had worked out a plan, to help me get outta debt faster,
but at tha agreement of me 'lending' them $360/MONTH (for 2 yearz),
and yeah, I AGREED TO IT, without even discussing it with ma parentz,
along with $40/MONTH on life insurance (money I won't eva get back).
V. 

So I signed up for it, despite not being 100% enthusiastic about it
(not even 49%), but whateva, they juz needed ma signature and consent
(ya know), but there wuz a whole new layer, in that they wanted me to start,
ummm, working with them, on a part-time basis "for extra side-income".
Next thing you know, I got them driving me to their office, in Markham,
and have me watch seminarz about how *AWESOME* their company iz,
and yeah, whole time I'm thinking "pyramid scheme", but anywayz,
so I'm asked "what you think bout our company, wanna work for us now?",
and I'm like "hmmm, soundz interesting (a lie), what will I be doing tho?!".
Interestingly enough, all I get are vague answerz, which din't too please me.
Also, I had to pay em $100, juz to be 'properly introduced' to their company.
VI. 

So I had ma doubtz all along, az to if thiz wuz a 'Pyramid Scheme' company,
and yeah, when I started hackin away, in termz of gettin *clear* answerz,
though I wuzn't told it directly, it wuz somewhat implied to me, in order to
"progress" (lol) within tha company, yeah, I need to "spread tha word"
about tha company, and have people join tha company, "through me" (yeah!),
in other words, in order for me to gain a cent, I needed to recruit suckerzzz,
much like tha same way I got suckereddd into paying ($40) every month
(for tha rest of ma life, I'm guessin), and tha way "insurance" workz, well,
you're kinda payin for NOTHIN really, almost like a "scam", more I think of it,
since you ain't getting any of that $$ (you're payin em every month!) back!
So where'z that $$ going to, well, it'z going to "somebody'z pocket" (hmm).
VII. 

So az I stated, I got lured into signing up with thiz company, who'z name
I can't really say atm, but yeah, startz with a "P" (let'z refer to them az P********),
so I got lured in by a coworker, ya know, tha S****** guy I mentioned earlier,
but let me know talk about tha real dude I'm kinda (uh) ANGRY with most.
So it'z a guy named, well, can't say hiz name either (lolz) but it startz with
a "B" (so I'm a juz refer to him az B****, what can I say about B****, people.
Thiz guy iz tha most PHONY DUDE I had eva met (face-to-face) in ma life,
and I feel quite disgusted to had let him into ma home (to discuzz 'financez'),
not realizing, he not only wuz tryin to capitalize on me (in buyin "life insurance"),
but to try to pry me away from ma job (tha one that actually PAYZ ME) and
"join with him" (hiz quote), to basicly, solicit people (with NO SECURE PAY).
VIII. 

Sooo, have you eva heard of a company/corp named "CitiFinancial", ???
Why I asked the question, relatez to an incident, (idunno) 7-8 yearz ago,
when I wuz walkin about #BCC/#Bramlea mall, back when I wuz unemployed,
and some random asian dude came up to me, askin if I wuz lookin for work,
and tho I forget what tha name of tha company (he wuz pimping out for),
I remember him asking me if I heard of "CitiFinancial", and that hiz comp
wuz related to them (az sum sorta big selling point, I guezz) to intrigue me.
But yeah, I asked him, "ok, so what exactly iz tha job, how do I get paid?!",
and yeah, couldn't get a straight answer, he wanted me to "come find out",
and gave me "hiz businezz card", and left, thinkin I'd actually give a fuck, lol,
and yeah, THREW THAT SHIT IN THA GARBAGE within minutez, after :P
IX. 

So tha memory of "that" alwayz stuck with me, cuzzz really, had NO FUCK
(at tha time) what he wuz gettin at, thinking it wuz juz sum scam company,
and yeah, what he (random asian dude) wuz kinda afraid to tell me wuz,
well, in order to "GET PAID!", you gotta go around soliciting BULLSHIT,
and whoeva iz DUMB ENOUGH to sign up 4 it, tha more DUMBASSEZ ya get,
tha more $$ you get, othawize, you juz gonna be left (idunno) "wondering".
But here I am now, 7-8 yearz later, with an actual (idunno, okay paying) job,
and apparently, I wuz able to get suckered into one of theze companiez,
through sum dude at ma workplace, I felt bad for, and did mainly az a favor.
My sensez eventually hit me, when I realized, I don't need "life insurance!",
nor some dude offering me a 2nd job, to basicly, go out and solicit BULLSHIT!
X. 

So wow, lol, here I am now on paragraph 10 (tha final paragraph btw),
what can I tell you, I wuzn't actually planning on writing so much on thiz
one particular subject, but yeah, look at that (took up tha whole blog!) lol.
Needlezz to say, I'm kinda ***FINANCIQLLY FUCKED*** at tha moment,
be that, I'm currently "$7'629" (tha'z right!) in CREDIT CARD DEBT, lolz,
ma limit being $7000 btw, so yeah, I'm $629 ova tha limit (amazing, eh),
and I juz saw today, I'd gotten a (uh) $30 "penalty/charge" (by tha BMO)
for being ova tha limit, so indeed, all iz lookin very horrible at tha moment!
And of course, in otha newz, ma ongoing (and foreva torturous) search in
trying to ***FIND A GIRL FRIEND*** thiz summer, not goin too well eitha!
Bottom line, if all continuez to go down like thiz, I oughta juz KILL MASELF!
Paragraphs I through V written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs VI through X written at Home (Brampton)
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DIZTURBIA.COM | EPISODE 43 / CODE:RED | "DOWNWARD SPIRAL SUMMER" | 06/30/15



I. 

Hey it'z your boy DJ DIZTURBIA (a.K.a "DVSNGH" Dave Singh) here,
comin at ya live at #BCC/#Bramalea City Centre mall (June 19th, 2015),
decided to give maself a nice lil headstart on thiz blog here, episode 43
(scheduled to air: June 30th, 2015), needlezz to say, alotta shit on ma mind,
considering tha fact, we're approachin 30 dayz (yeah, I'm countin alright),
since 05.30.15 (thiz past, May 30th, 2015), yeah, that wuzzz ma birthday,
and indeed, a wretched birthday wuz it eva, and to say I'm still mad/sad/hurt
ova how it all went down, chyeah, that would be an *understatement*,
what else can I tell ya, I'M VERY MUCH FUMING over it, still to thiz day,
and it kinda sorta (idunno) lookz like THA ANGER iz only continuing to rise!
II. 

So what exactly doez that mean (see previouz line), ha, need I have to explain,
I'm not juz one PI$ED OFF DUDE, at thiz moment of time, it'z beyond *THAT*,
let me tell ya, it'z to tha point that, well... I tell tha actionz do tha talkin!
Now in tha previouz blog (episode 42) I talked quite a bit about DEATH METAL
(and if you're dumb, and still don't know what that iz, it'z really, really, and I mean,
REALLY ANGRY, LOUD, AGGRESSIVE SOUNDIN ROCK MUSIC),
what else can I say bout it, it'z flowin HEAVY thru ma veinz (and earz) atm,
az I be writing thiz, I'm listening to a (world famouz) band called DEICIDE!
Maybe y'allz (readin thiz) should give DEICIDE a listen to, for a good full minute,
but yeah, normally thiz ain't ma "kool-aid", but it'z what best sumz ma mood atm.
III. 

So tha fact (az also spoken about in tha previouz blog) I went and (lol)
bought ma first eva CANNIBAL CORPSE T-SHIRT, also tells ya something.
And to make long story short, for MANY YEARZ, I'd alwayz contemplated
gettin a Cannibal Corpse t-shirt (for tha whole shock value and whatnot),
be like "it lookz cool, but idunno if I'd feel cool and all, to go out with it)",
especially, tha fact it'z got women incorporated into itz imagery, in a
rather misogynistic and hatefulistic manner (not tha t-shirt to show mom!),
and yeah, ma sensez would finally hit me, and I would 'move on' from it.
Now I'm in a mental state, where there'z a part of me inside, that'z kinda
(sad havin to say it) LOST RESPECT for tha female gender az a whole (awe).
IV. 

So yeah, a big factor in why I bought that Cannibal Corpse t-shirt, yeah,
wuz tha fact it (tha image it depicted) wuz a (slight) attack on tha female gender.
But if you thought *that* wuz bad, lol, hear me out now on tha "otha shirt"
I wanted to get (but unfortunately, not for sale anywhere, not even online).
It'z a t-shirt that said "SHUT UP ... BITCH", with a woman'z face (drawing)
with a *GAG BALL* in her mouth in tha middle (EXXXTREMELY SEXIST!).
Long time ago, I actually saw tha shirt in a shop, at a (New Jersey) boardwalk,
but since I wuz with family, and wuz quite young, obviouzly I couldn't get it.
But now I want it bad, but all I could find iz thiz small pic (see pic), off Google.
Had I had tha shirt, FUCK YEAH, I woulda worn thiz shirt religiouzzzly!
V. 

Sooo, speakin of "religiouzzzly", bringz me now to tha subject of RELIGION!
and tha fact that (yezzz) I juz recieved both ma HOLY BIBLE + HOLY QURAN
(via tha mail) a few dayz ago, and yeah, I had shipped quite fast actually,
tha quran arriving within 48 HOURZ! (from Montreal) from time of tha order,
and tha bible arriving in 72 HOURZ (from Chicago) from time of tha order,
though I wuz't in any real rush to get them (ain't like I'm 'studying' em, lolz).
That kinda pissed me off, being that when I buy countlezz thingz off Ebay
(clothingz, shoez, recordz, etc), I have to wait many dayz (sometimez weekz),
no matter where from, and often findin maself staring at the (display) picz,
(til I finally get it), yet I wuz able to get have theze in hand (almost) right away,
perhapz az sum sorta bullshit 'sign', to say, "I might need (one) theze bookz!"
VI. 

So yeah, today (June 19th, 2015) az I write thiz, wuz juz anotha one of thoze
(you know) "BRAMALEA DAYZ", and inbetween theze very same paragraphz,
I did ma share of WALKIN (nevaending, repetitive circlez) around tha mall
(alone btw, makin it all tha more FUN, not), but yeah, what can I say about it,
dunno if it'z juz me, perhapz IT IZ JUZ ME, getz me SOOO DEPREZZED!
Well, it'z a rainbow of emotionz, tha majority of which are tha bad onez,
like sadnezz, tha fact I'm walkin by maself, when most otherz are with pplz,
and envy, when I see a pretty bitch (or group of bitchez) I find attractive
(I wish I could approach, but don't have tha power to, cuz I'm weak az fuck),
and anger, when I see sum cunt *holdin handz* with her dickhead boy friend,
ma reaction/response, ma middle fuckin finger, aimed straight at their facez!
VII. 

So what do you think about *THAT*, soundz pretty darned FUCKED, eh?
Like, when you see a cunt walkin *hand-in-hand* with her dickhead boyfriend,
you're not suppose to *DO THAT* to them (stickin your middle finga at em),
no no no, you're suppoze to be in absolute AWE over them, and smile,
and juz be HAPPY for them, for tha LOVE they had found for each otha <3
But no, I chooze *othawize*, and I have every right in doin ^JUST THAT^,
despite tha fact, well, I'm (obviouzly) putting maself at ***SOCIAL RISK***
(say, sum cunt or her dickhead boyfriend take major offense to "ma gesture"),
and yeah, I may end up doin $HIT to tha wrong person(z) on tha wrong day,
and tha next thing ya know, lol, well... I'll prolly be put in a bad (uh) spot :P
VIII. 

So here I am now (tha next day...) writing thiz piece out at ma new fave
hotspot (in all of Brampton) #STARBUCKS (#BCC/#BRAMALEA) location,
havin maself yet anotha one of ma classic, late late breakfastz (5:15PM),
gunna be finishing up ma blog here, a blog, in which I went allova tha place,
but yeah, tha basic message of thiz blog iz me juz lettin y'all know (yeah)
I'm (uh) PI$EDDD AZZZ MOTHAFUCKKK, and yeah, I'm kinda wonderin,
how much more thizzz shittt can I take (...BEFORE I FUCKIN EXPLODEEE!!!)
Oh and no, it ain'tz like I "chooze" to be MADDD, I (truly) wanna be happy,
like how all ma birthdayz go awry, and you alwayz think "maybe next year...
(thingz will be better)", but when next year comez along, and needlezz to say,
LIFE CONTINUEZ TO SUCK A BIG ONE! you get *BEYOND* frustrated!
IX. 

So I decided to name thiz blog/episode "DOWNWARD SPIRAL SUMMER",
a term/string of wordz (downward+spiral+summer) that haz constantly echoed
in ma head throughout tha summer, be it tha fact, it'z juz not going well,
and yeah, and az tha summer progressez, and continuez to be tha shitz,
yeah, I guezz I'm juz gonna spiral furtha down, in tha (mental) PITZ OF HELL!
Be awesome if like, you know, BAMMM! It juz hitz me UNEXPECTEDLY,
and I'm suddenly *** I N L O V E *** and I'm goin out on datez n' shit,
and be like, "a month or two back, I felt like I wuz in HELL, and here I am now,
and I feel like I'm in HEAVEN" (mainly in thankz of whateva BITCH I'd juz met)
Well, that'z kinda tha BIG DREAM in ma head, dunno if it'll eva be A REALITY!
X. 

So here we are now, at last, at tha end of thiz (wretchedly sad) blog writing,
finally wanna talk about, well, what in fact I wuz 'originally' gonna (yeah)
speak about (for tha majority of) in thiz blog, but I kinda decided, well,
probably *not a good idea* to go into -FULL, FULL DETAIL- about thiz,
but yeah, maaa twitter, lol (or perhapz I should say twitterZZZ <- plural),
it'z quite something, if indeed, you've seen the (uhhh) "system" I got setup,
pretty fuckin crazy, and even more crazy, if you see what I'm 'doin with it'.
To all thoze (BITCHEZ) who'z livez have been (temporarily) affected by
ma (tryin to find tha right word, not spamming, but), uh, PROMOTING
of ma site, I'M SORRY BABEZ, if I happen to be dizzzturbing ya'z ;$
I'm juz a dude tryin to find A GIRL FRIEND, and you really fuckin think
THAT'Z eva gunna happen, if I stay "quiet" about it, I don't think so </3
Paragraphs I through V written at Bramalea City Centre mall (Brampton)
Paragraphs VI, VII and X written on Brampton Transit bus (Brampton)
Paragraphs VIII and IX written at Starbucks Bramalea (Brampton)
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Thursday, June 25, 2015

DIZTURBIA.COM | 06.25.15 TWITTER MIXTAPE | "BIBLE/QURAN+++DESECRATION II" | 06/25/15


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