DAY 7

It’s Sunday morning & we are on the train to Philadelphia. Awww, I couldn’t look back & think that I’m leaving New York. I just realized that I could see myself living there–if I didn’t have a family. I mean, if I was single & didn’t have a baby. But considering my situation now, I don’t think that would be possible anymore. Everything there is fast-paced. & time is so so so precious. They have what they call lunch hour where they do things in 15 minutes. Plus everything is just so expensive. It’s not really ideal for raising a family… So I am very grateful for this experience where I was given a week to have a taste of being a “New Yorker.”

I’m actually sad, I’ve gotten sooo into the whole absorption of the hip hop culture that I feel like I am leaving a part of me there. Maybe I am not a consummate non-hiphop after all. Maybe I’ll change my tag now. Coz I realized that I may have been hip hop after all. Hip hop in heart. Its journey is my journey too. Embracing undaground & not losing the whole essence of hip hop is what Allstars is all about. Keeping it real to the heart. Not being too technical. Expressing emotions in its truest form. Standing up for the undadogs. Sharing & spreading the word. Fighting for the movement. That is real hood right there.

Awww I miss Allstars already!

Anyway, good bye New York… nothing but good memories.

I had fun with these people. My brothas & sistahs from anotha motha. Ha-ha!

The crazy things we do in the subway.

New York at daytime.

And at night.

With Michael in it.

Or me. Ha-ha!

The parking spaces!

And the Haagen Daz in the streets!

And this is for Sheena. Maybe she’ll see you next year. *The Secret*

Farewell, Big Apple!

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Hello Philadelphia!