Total Runtime: 67:02
Bitrate: 192 kb/s

1. Miley Cyrus – See You Again
2. pH Electro – San Francisco (Promo Edit)
3. Deadmau5 – Ghosts N Stuff (Original Mix)
4. Taylor Swift – Love Story (Digital Dog Edit)
5. Black Eyed Peas – I Gotta Feeling
6. Shakira – She Wolf (Villains Remix)
7. Black Kids – I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How To Dance With You (The Twelves Replay)
8. 4minute – Hot Issue
9. Wonder Girls – Tell Me
10. La Roux – Bulletproof
11. Calvin Harris – The Girls
12. The Bloodhound Gang – Bad Touch
13. Madonna – Hung Up
14. David Guetta – Love Is Gone (Fred Rister & Joachim Garraud Radio Edit Remix)
15. Bodies Without Organs – Sunshine In The Rain
16. Little Boots – Remedy
17. ATB – Desperate Religion
18. Madonna – Miles Away
19. m-flo – Love Me After 12 AM / m-flo loves Alex (CLAZZIQUAI PROJECT)
20. Kanye West – See You In My Nightmares (Digital Product Remix)
21. Duffy – Mercy
22. Chris Lake vs Daft Punk – Changes Around The World (Dave Dresden Remix)
23. Britney Spears – 3
24. Fedde Le Grand – Put Your Hands Up For Detroit
25. 손담비 & 애프터스쿨 – 아몰레드 (After School & Son Dambi – Amoled)
26. 蔡依林 – 舞孃 (Jolin – Dancing Diva)
27. K. Young – Contagious
28. Black Eyed Peas – Meet Me Halfway
Bonus Track: 2NE1 – Lollipop

Leave some comments on what you think! And yes, I absolutely love that Miley Cyrus song.

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Taiwanese American Students Association had a party go down tonight. It was awesome. Off the chain. Bomb. Happenin’. It was great, and I hope they hold more of these. I’d actually join the club if I didn’t have class every Wednesday from 6-8. I was informed that they needed some music, so I happily packed up my laptop, made a playlist, and lugged my huge ass speakers along.

So I set up in the small corner and everything is going good. I’m playing some Justice to get everyone going while people show up. Some guy shows up with his laptop, and asks me if I’m playing the music. I’m like yeah, what do you wanna hear dude? He tells me he made a playlist, I ask him what’s on it. He says, “Just rap.” Is that what the idea is nowadays? Just pack as much rap into a playlist and it’ll be party music? I ask him, “Define rap. Are we talking Wu-Tang or Soulja Boy shit.” He responds, “I got that new Drake and some Jay-Z.” Okay, that’s fine. I take a look at his iTunes playlist. Rick Ross? Dr. Dre? Are we in the year 2005 again? No lie, I’m not dissing his music tastes, I blast Dr. Dre in the car all the time. But that’s exactly what it’s for. Just cause a song sounds good doesn’t mean it’s for a party. Rap is good, but you need house and Top 40 shit. But hey what do I know, I don’t know what they play in nightclubs.</sarcasm> Okay what am I thinking, I’m not even in this organization who am I to say that. I tell him, “Yeah I got most of this and I’ll play it for you.”

One song later, he comes back saying, “Hey, I got some people who wanna hear the songs I got in my playlist.” Like he spent a lot of time making it. I mean, he obviously really wants to play his music. Okay. I’ll back down, it’s your show. If people wanna hear music, and you made a playlist, why the hell am I even here. I won’t even bring up the obvious fact that the speakers are mine, they’re already here, it’s all yours dude. I pack up my laptop, forget about the music, and just get on with the shenanigans. Everything up to this point isn’t blog worthy. I’m not here to be a huge dick and force everyone to listen to my music if they don’t wanna.

So I’m discussing with my friend Joe about some good house music. Daft Punk, ATB, Aphex Twins. I thought, okay fuck this rap shit. From across the room, I shout, “HEY DJ! Play some techno for me, man! :D” This motherfucker looks me in the eye, says, “Nah man,” and waves me off with his hand. That is the most disrespectful thing anyone has ever done to me. And I’ve been puked on before (shout out to Patrick for getting someone else’s vomit on him for the first time). If you’re gonna be the music guy at a party, at least play something that somebody requests. And I’m not some drunk ass chick asking you to play some Flo Rida. I just wanted one song. Waving me off like that tells me that I have no idea what I’m talking about and you have no time for me. Don’t factor in the fact that I thought I was playing music or I brought my speakers, but could you at least do me a favor, music man to music man? You got a playlist full of fucking rap music. This ain’t a middle school dance. The reason I’m perturbed about this is that if I took over the music from somebody and that person asked me to play one song, I’d happily play it. Maybe he just doesn’t feel that way.

Or maybe I’m just expecting too much. I mean, it was just a party at a small apartment in West Campus. I shouldn’t be expecting high quality DJ shit. I just sit here and think about it, what a fucking dick. I hope you read this you piece of shit. Unless, “Nah man” and a “shoo” with your hand means something I’m not familiar with, that shit is unforgivable.

Maybe I’m the dick. Truthfully, do you think I was expecting too much, or was that just disrespectful?

Here is an example of an excellent song, but not one to play at a party. Well, it’s not rap. This is like… strolling music. Something to listen to while you gaze solemnly into the distance. Anyway, give it a listen.

Miike Snow – Animal (Peter Bjorn and John Remix)
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It’s strange. I have so many feelings I want to express, but I can’t put them into words. I’ve always considered myself pretty good at explaining things, but now I’m just out of words. I’ve put a lot of effort into these next sentences.

Being 200 miles away is a difficult task. It started so simple, “boy meets girl, infatuation turns to love.” Maybe I’m just too young and naive. I simply just don’t have the time to put into a distance relationship. It was all my idea, I should never have put you through it all. I just wanted to treat you the way you should have been treated. I want you to be happy. I thought too much about how you feel when I totally ignored how I felt. Distance just isn’t my style. But I told myself, I’d do it. I told myself, I could. I told myself I’d talk to you every day, see you every couple of weeks or so. The thing is, I never realized how hard it is to do that. I’m being a straight wuss, but I can’t juggle all these parts of my life. I don’t want us to grow any more distant because where would that end? You should have someone who is always there. Someone who can comfort you at the drop of a hat. I let myself down. But most of all I let you down.