vic state
Interestingly, I have attended every AIESEC Victoria State Conference since 2000 (minus 2004 when I was in Denmark). Of course, it has been in various capacities and roles. Ranging from Delegate, Facilitator/Trainer, Chair and now (to which I believe as the most important role) Party Delegate/Alumnus.
Doogs, Lammo, Emma and I left Melbourne for Flinders in the Chau GoGo Mobil. With all the rules for the trip defined, (discussed and clarified and argued) and making a little detour at Frankston (to pick up another delegate) it was a fun loving road trip. One key rule was that Emma was appointed the difficult task as the DJ. She would receive a knock on her head for every dumb/boring/whatever track played. This never eventuated - pity, as I was looking forward to such an opportunity.
I don’t recall much from the entire road trip. Because, one might say that we probably partied hard to kill of more brain cells than we would've liked to... oooOOooo Have to say a massive Thank You to Emma for buying us dinner at KFC. Ah the joys of guilt trip.
So we arrive at the site and made the greatest attempt to have a grand entrance. (You can place a tick in that box.) Entering the room whilst delegates were having their dinner and then people came in from left, right, centre, behind, above, below, 45 degree angles, etc to come and greet us. I still believe Lammo had the greatest welcome with Oen (OCP), running and jumping towards him and a great catch that Adam Gilchrist will be proud of.
Things that I vaguely remember...
You can say that I am one (old) happy little AIESECer, being able to relive past times, lead some chants, playing drinking games (and teaching new members of such games), leading the line dances and seeing how AIESEC Victoria will grow with this new generation.
Photos: http://flickr.com/photos/HuyC/sets/72157600087643794/
Doogs, Lammo, Emma and I left Melbourne for Flinders in the Chau GoGo Mobil. With all the rules for the trip defined, (discussed and clarified and argued) and making a little detour at Frankston (to pick up another delegate) it was a fun loving road trip. One key rule was that Emma was appointed the difficult task as the DJ. She would receive a knock on her head for every dumb/boring/whatever track played. This never eventuated - pity, as I was looking forward to such an opportunity.
I don’t recall much from the entire road trip. Because, one might say that we probably partied hard to kill of more brain cells than we would've liked to... oooOOooo Have to say a massive Thank You to Emma for buying us dinner at KFC. Ah the joys of guilt trip.
So we arrive at the site and made the greatest attempt to have a grand entrance. (You can place a tick in that box.) Entering the room whilst delegates were having their dinner and then people came in from left, right, centre, behind, above, below, 45 degree angles, etc to come and greet us. I still believe Lammo had the greatest welcome with Oen (OCP), running and jumping towards him and a great catch that Adam Gilchrist will be proud of.
Things that I vaguely remember...
- Preparing the party, carrying copious amount of grog through some sessions to ensure that delegates know what they are in for.
- WeyMin pumping up the balloons - it seems she has had practice with similar shaped devices.
- Vic Pride; stories, laughs, traditions, made up information in the presentation and chanting.
- Line Dances! Yes, I must confess, it is great to be part of the line dances. Many classics are still done today.
- Chants! Yes, another thing I must confess. As a true and proud alumnus from Vic and Monash - it is a must to belt out "Who's That Man With the Big Red Nose?!?!?!" And also seeing the likes of Father Abraham and the sort being led by Lammo and Doogs.
- Dancing in general; it has been a long time shaking my booty on the dance floor.
- Lap dances; just to reinforce how dirty we (alumni) really are...
- Drinking games; really when can you have drinking games in the corporate world? The likes of Zoom, Ming Mang Mong, Ah-Shock, Bitches Bitches, etc was played until our hearts were content.
- Peeing your name on the barn wall (memories from 2005 when I chaired Vic State)
- Midnight instant noodles.
- In bed at 6am.
- Waking up for Lunch.
- Driving off before Closing Plenary.
You can say that I am one (old) happy little AIESECer, being able to relive past times, lead some chants, playing drinking games (and teaching new members of such games), leading the line dances and seeing how AIESEC Victoria will grow with this new generation.Photos: http://flickr.com/photos/HuyC/sets/72157600087643794/
posted by Huy at
9:28:00 AM
1 Comments:
Just want to say thanks for the 4:30am wake up call, trying to find noodles before I mumbled to take mine. Oh, and thanks for the 6am wake up call when you actually came to bed.
It was funny listening to Murad yelling at you to shut up at one point. On ya Murad!
hehe
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