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Well another AIESEC conference has come and gone. Honestly I can't even say how many I've been to. I. JUST. KEEP. COMING. BACK. I don't know what it is. Actually I think I do. They are the most emotionally charged experiences I have ever had, maybe the only time I really feel ALIVE. It's like an emotional rollercoaster, fueled by a twisting combination of sleep deprivation, severe nostalgia, unrequited lust, pure passion, and red bull. Nothing else in my life comes close.
Partly it's because AIESEC conferences are the only two times I cry each year, usually when Scott is playing the guitar. It's such a RELEASE, something I don't get anywhere else.
Every time I hear Scott play, I think "this the last time I will experience this." Then he plays 'lover lay down' and I burst into tears. But for some reason it happens again and again, like we share some common inescapable draw to this moment that keeps us coming back.
In a sad way, it's almost routine. Scramble to get set, opening ceremonies, party, sleep, plenary, mission/vision sessions, party, sleep, sessions, repeat. The line dance of the moment. Loud room parties and complaints. Registration nightmares. Lost and found. "not your momma." Sugarcubes that I never seem to write enough of. "this is my last conference. Really." But something keeps this routine from feeling .... routine. Each OC is different, each dealing with novel crises that I have seen countless times before they were even YUCLs.
By each closing ceremony I am so tired and delerious I pray that i can just take a 10 miniute nap. But I never do. The last's night party somehow keeps me functional and I still manage to stay up until 6.
The hotels can even all look the f*cking same but somehow it's different each time. Each conference starts with such opportunity and ends seemingly the next day.
Something's not right.
Partly it's because AIESEC conferences are the only two times I cry each year, usually when Scott is playing the guitar. It's such a RELEASE, something I don't get anywhere else.
Every time I hear Scott play, I think "this the last time I will experience this." Then he plays 'lover lay down' and I burst into tears. But for some reason it happens again and again, like we share some common inescapable draw to this moment that keeps us coming back.
In a sad way, it's almost routine. Scramble to get set, opening ceremonies, party, sleep, plenary, mission/vision sessions, party, sleep, sessions, repeat. The line dance of the moment. Loud room parties and complaints. Registration nightmares. Lost and found. "not your momma." Sugarcubes that I never seem to write enough of. "this is my last conference. Really." But something keeps this routine from feeling .... routine. Each OC is different, each dealing with novel crises that I have seen countless times before they were even YUCLs.
By each closing ceremony I am so tired and delerious I pray that i can just take a 10 miniute nap. But I never do. The last's night party somehow keeps me functional and I still manage to stay up until 6.
The hotels can even all look the f*cking same but somehow it's different each time. Each conference starts with such opportunity and ends seemingly the next day.
Something's not right.
5 Comments:
so true bro... make next WSC your last one... seriously... it will be my last wsc as well!!! you are my bro... it was amazing to see you again!!!
i miss it terribly.
but not being a DJ, there's not much that an OC would pay me for... and it's unlikely that I would be able to volunteer.
so do it... and let other's live vicariously.
A conference would never be the same without you, K-Dawg. You make it great. It was wonderful seeing you again! Please come to NYC for a visit soon! Big hugs!
Hey Kevin!! Awesome blog and great stories.. so much recognition!
Still haven't thanked you sincerely for everything! You as a person, your WSC 'performance', the cool CD's, spinning Empty streets, letting me play with your precious gear/equipment etc. THANK YOU!!
What if I would be on the SSC 06 OC, maybe another DJ performance? ;-)
All the best! If you ever wanna visit Amsterdam (it is clear that you belong there, even more than @ SF!) or New York, please let me know: you’re always welcome!
All the best!
Mischa
Could you please send me that awesome Mad-onna song from WSC? Somehow I still haven't found that great version/edit/remix... aiesecmischa AT gmail DOT com
Thanks!!! (and you can erase this message)
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