It doesn’t matter where you’re going, it’s who you have beside you…

Second Life’s Birthday, SL17B, with the theme “Vacations and Road Trips” is slowly coming to an end, which is always a bittersweet moment for me. It’s been the best year at SLB, I’ve had thus far – I’ve gotten to spend it with my boyfriend and partner, Mathias. I’ve made new friends – really dear ones too, I’ve actually gotten to see SL17B this year unlike the two other years where I just worked, worked and worked some more – though I have worked around 75 hours in the week leading up to and during the week of SL17B all together, training the volunteers, decorating two test areas and managing the stages. I got to see the exhibitions, Meet the Lindens and Meet the Moles – AND gotten my first Linden Bear ever!

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Flowers leave some of their fragrance in the hand that bestows them

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Dating is about finding out who you are and who others are. If you show up in a masquerade outfit, neither is going to happen.

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You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?

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No one gets out of the game of life alive. You either die in the bleachers, or on the field. So you might as well play out on the field, and go for it.

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Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.

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If your eyes are positive, you will love the world. If your tongue is positive, the world will love you

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No one looks back on their lives and remember the nights they got plenty of sleep

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