At 22, the start of something new?

After 3 months of uncertainty (and counting), it's so weird to be back here in DC. It feels so much like home now. I know exactly where things are and I don't feel like such a lost puppy anymore, even though I'm walking downtown by myself. So sitting here on a bench in the National Mall, the Washington Monument to the left and Capitol Hill on the right, I have a feeling that this is where I ought to be.

Going back home to Jacksonville will be interesting (yet again). I love it here so much. Too bad my family and friends and home church has to be so far away. The job interviews went really well, I'm just hoping they would give me a call in the next couple of weeks.

DC looks so different in the fall than in the summer. For one, there are definitely less tourists around. It's a lot quieter. It's colder and the leaves are starting to change colors. I can't imagine what this place will look like when the Mall is covered in snow, or around the holidays. Maybe I'll get to find out soon enough. This visit was an awesome birthday present!

So, I'm officially 22 now. Wow, I'm getting older. I don't feel any different, just ready to start the next phase of my life. The independent phase. The moving on with my life phase. The growing up phase. I know that at some point, when bills come in the mail and things get kinda lonely and life isn't going as planned, I'll start wishing I was in college again, living at home, with no financial responsibilities, except for my monthly car payment. But right now, I'm ready. If God will open a door here, then I'll know that this is where I ought to be. For now, at least.

The remaining question is, am I ready to say hasta luego to reporting for now?

Another year older ... could DC play a big part?

I'm flying to DC in the morning for some interviews and I'm excited to be back in a city that I love once again.

Nervous? Yes. Second thoughts? Maybe.
But overall, excited.

And I'm turning 22 while I'm up there.

I can't help but think what kind of role the city will play in the 22nd year of life that God has blessed me to experience. Will it play a part in it at all?

I kept telling myself that I want to move back to DC. Be close to things that I love so much - media, politics, culture, diversity, nightlife. So why the second thoughts?

Well, there's something tugging at my heart, pulling me towards something that I've always wanted to push towards.
Being a reporter.
Something that I can't do in DC. At least not yet.

But hopefully, whatever it is that lies ahead, whatever glimpse that the next few days will show me about the future, I would find myself in obedience to what God wants me to do.

So here goes...wish me luck.

Pinay Pride - A Filipina's Beauty

What, you ask, makes a Filipino woman beautiful?
Well, here's a "Modern Pinay" answer:

"What is deemed beautiful has been a source of philosophical debate since pre-Socratic periods. Ever since humans discovered the pleasures from objects or situations that are perceived to be valuable and meaningful, he has had a glimpse of beauty.

So, what is this beauty and how does it affect the Filipina? The composer and critic Robert Schumann tries to answer the former with a term he coined Aesthetics. Aesthetics is a philosophical discipline that attempts to understand the nature of beauty. According to Schumann there are two kinds of beauty: natural and poetic beauty. In this framework, where does the Filipina fare? Is her beauty natural or is it poetic?


According to Schumann, both kinds of beauty can be found in music as in other art forms. The difference is that the former can be found in the contemplation of nature, in the technical structure of objects as the latter is in man’s creative intervention into nature. Natural beauty stops, at sensual delight, where poetic beauty begins. This being said, the natural beauty of the Filipina is in the bone structure of her face, the symmetry of her features, the proportion of her body, the prominence of her cheekbones, the youthful features, her slight built, her natural tan. All these traits contribute to her physical attractiveness, making her loved by cameras and sought by men.

But recent medical technology can imitate what was not present at birth. Anyone who can afford can go to a plastic surgeon for cheek implants and Botox injections. Anyone with the right money can get a liposuction and a fake tan. If these are the things that make Filipinas beautiful then she is no different from everyone else who can afford to pay to have them. It is in the character of the Filipina and her interaction with the world that makes her poetically beautiful. The Filipina is naturally adaptable and resourceful.

She survives any given climate or economic condition. Travel and you shall find, in every corner of the globe is a Filipina. Her sense of humour and her sunny personality slows down her ageing. She is not a Filipina if she does not smile in ten-minute intervals at most. She has the natural instinct to take care of those who need it. This is apparent in every medical institution across the world where a Filipina does not leave her ward without the arrival of her substitute. Her strong moral fibre and superior judgement makes of an exceptional leader. Her innate charm and quiet reserve enables her to take charge without stepping on men?s fragile egos.

She is every Filipino’s mother whom he runs to for support and advice. Her love for life and her laughter is infectious. She makes the atrocities of life bearable for those who surround her. The very existence of a Filipina in itself is poetry. It is textured by strange contradictions: a contrast between tenderness and strength, influence and subtlety, cruelty and virtue. It is this intrinsic trait that proves her beautiful beyond physical attraction. It is the kind that remains in human consciousness. It is the kind of beauty that makes legends, inspires songs. It is the kind of beauty that is remembered. It is the kind of beauty that can never be achieved by any cosmetic procedure. It is the kind of beauty that survives aging and even death.

Those who are merely preoccupied with the superficiality of physical attractiveness may be short-changed by their own narrow points of view, but regardless of the extent of anyone’s vocabulary or the depth of his definition of beauty, all can reach an agreement that the Filipina is indeed beautiful."

Oh yeah. :)

Dance Rawr Dance Party!

Ahhhh...Family Force 5 is coming to town in November! What an awesome birthday present...even if it was two weeks late.




November 15 @ Murray Hill Theater...
Wooo!! It's going to be amazing!! :)

Quoting Kelly Clarkson

I want out. Of Jacksonville.
If not, I have an inkling that I'll be stuck here.

In a state of stagnancy.

I want a life of my own.
Make my decisions. Make my mistakes.

To have no one to answer to but myself.
To have no one to depend on but God.

To break away.

"Wanting to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I prayed I could break away."

Well, I'm still praying. And waiting.

Jacksonville will always be home.
But right now, I feel I should be somewhere else.
Anywhere but here.

Conflict in Iraq, conflict about Iraq

I was flipping through the channels, and decided there was nothing on and somehow ended up watching PBS. There was a show called NOW and I caught the last half hour of an episode about soldiers in Iraq. After Gen. David Petraeus' report, the President's address, and, well, Anderson Cooper's recent Iraq trip, I became interested.

Here's the episode on the PBS Web site.

The soldiers spoke about their job in Iraq and the life they left at home. They understood the sacrifice, and knew that death may be the end result. But still they fight, some on their third trip. The story reported that although the Army fell short of their monthly recruitment goal again, the numbers of those who re-enlist are still steady. It cited financial stability as a major incentive, and there's a $20,000 bonus for those who re-enlist, tax-free if serving abroad.

One quote was unforgettable. I don't remember it verbatim, but here's the gist of it: Every time you go, there's a slimmer chance of getting out alive.

So now, with all this talk about what to do and the apparent lack of exit strategy, what is left? Should we keep setting benchmarks? Should we make deadlines? Should we draw a line to our responsibility? Would pulling out of this messy war dishonor the soldiers who have already died fighting in it? Would pulling out send a message to our both our allies and enemies that we are weak?

Can we really wait until next summer to have 30,000 troops pulled out of Iraq?

Here's my stance:

Yes, we did begin this war (September 11 was not a trigger for the war in Iraq. If it is, then we are fighting the wrong war. Focus would definitely have to be shifted) and we have some sort of responsibility for the people of Iraq because of this. But where does responsibility cross the line?

We have no place in their civil war. America went through a civil war. And I think the country became stronger because of it. Because people themselves wanted the change.

We have already helped them to establish a democratic government. It is unstable right now, but how long should we be there to help them? If their people actually want democracy, they're gonna have to make it work. We can't force it on them. They've become so dependent on us, we're spending so much money on this war - money that could be spent on education and infrastructure. It all sounds so U.S.-centric. But the Iraqi government needs to start taking responsibility for their own people.

But there is also the other side. An unstable Iraq makes a vulnerable Iraq. According to Ambassador Samir Sumaidaie, the Iraqi ambassador to the U.S., a vulnerable Iraq means terrorists can take over the country, gain the political and economic strength that they need to come after us. He said during a press briefing back in June in Washington (which I had the privilege to cover) that winning in Iraq means to "deny the terrorists a state of their own" and to allow the new democratic state to "have the requirements for survival."

Both sides of the Senate aisle debated about this all summer (remember that all-nighter in July? Click the links to see my talking points from the after-debate press conferences from both sides...that was great fun). Republicans wanted to wait for the September report to decide (Democrats criticized this, saying Reps would much rather protect the President over protecting the troops). Democrats have already decided long before hearing Petraeus' report. (Republicans criticized this, saying Dems just wanted to advance their political agenda).

So as much as there is a conflict in Iraq, there is a conflict about Iraq. The unpopularity of this war is definitely growing, and Americans are becoming war weary. But is that enough reason to leave? Even more, is Congress listening to their constituents, or, wrapped up in winning more seats for their respective parties in the upcoming election?

Scrapbook, Justin Timberlake, Procrastination

What do they all have in common? They're all keeping me from my job search.
Welcome to my world.

I'm working on my Paris scrapbook (still) while watching Justin Timberlake's HBO special (I'm waiting for him to perform Summer Love). And that = Procrastination.

Life post-college hasn't really been all that exciting. I have resumes out all over the place, mostly in New York and Washington. But I will get started on putting together my 5-minute reporter demo reel tomorrow. Then send those out to at least 25 smaller market stations in the country. **crosses fingers**

But I think the worst part is not knowing where I'll be in the next few months or the next year. I may not have my "real world job" in the next couple of months, but will I be spending my 22nd birthday with my family? Will I be celebrating Thanksgiving with new friends instead? Will I be having my first white Christmas this year?

I can't make any long term plans. Except for that vacation to the Philippines this summer. (Which I'm SO very excited about...I get to see my grandma after 10 years!)

But I guess it is not up to me, is it? I don't know what God has planned, but there are definitely days when I get really impatient for an answer. I just want to know already!

Patience. Now that's something they don't teach in college. Unless of course you're growing cells in a biology lab.

But I want Samantha Brown's job!

Attention current college kids: graduating summa cum laude does not guarantee you a job straight after college. So enjoy college life, because you'll have the same diploma as that kid snoring in the back row, or even that kid who only shows up for the midterm and the final.

Not that I regret it or anything.

So, I'm starting on the post-college job hunt, and I think I have an idea of what I want to do. Yes, I still want to be a reporter. But at the same time, I don't want to end up in a podunk in the middle of nowhere reporting on cat fashion shows (see Anchorman). I love the news industry and want to work in it, but breaking in is tough.

Yeah, I know I've only been on the job search for the past two weeks and I can't expect a "real" job by tomorrow, but it's so tough finding a job that will start you off for the rest of your life. That sounds so serious. Almost too serious. For a recent college grad fresh off of a Washington extravaganza, at least.

So I've come to a conclusion. If I can't go after Meredith Vieira's job just yet, I'm going after Samantha Brown's.

Who is she, you ask? She's Travel Channel's main travel reporter. She was the host of "Great Hotels" and "Great Vacation Homes," recently finished "Passport to Europe" and now hosting "Passport to Latin America." All she gets to do throughout the show is smile, talk and TRAVEL! She eats the amazing food, sleeps in amazing hotel rooms, hangs out with amazing locals and tries all these amazing things.

I can smile, talk and travel. And eat, sleep and hang out too.
How did she come across this job anyway? Samantha, will you be passing the torch anytime soon???

Okay, so back to the job search. I sent out applications to networks, mostly in DC and NYC, to be a news assistant for major national networks. I'm trying to get a job through contacts as well, because unfortunately, as with many other industries, it's mostly about who you know, not what you know. (Which, of course, takes me back to my first point about the use of graduating with honors, but I digress.) I haven't sent out any demo tapes yet for a reporter job, but from what I was told up in DC, I need to send about 30 to 40 tapes. Maybe I need to get cracking on that task soon.

As for Samantha's job, the Travel Channel is not taking resumes right now. Trust me, I checked.

Hello, real world...

I graduated. Yay!

It's hard to believe that four years have come and gone. But what an amazing four years it has been!



And yes, those yellow cords mean summa cum laude, baby!!!
So yeah, peace out UNF!!!

If you want to know what's next, don't ask. At least not yet. Let me enjoy my moment for a little bit longer before the "real world" smacks me right on the forehead. Oh joy.

On brides and babies

I'm going to a friend's wedding this Saturday, and I still have to figure out what I'm going to wear.

She's my age and ready to settle down. Well, I'm not.

So many people who I went to high school or college with are either married or just had their first child. I can't even imagine myself doing either at this point in my life.

I'm 21! And so are they!

Yes, I feel a little bit of pressure. My cousins got married young and it's kinda almost expected in Filipino families. But I'm so focused on getting my career jumpstarted, I really could care less right now.

So my friends had their bridal showers and baby showers, and their wedding receptions and first birthdays ... and pictures are up on facebook.

I am happy for them. They found the person they want to spend the rest of their lives with early in life. Well, that's nice.

Subsequently, I'm kinda asking God to hold off on "him." Although "he" would be nice to be with now, not yet. I want my time to be alone - to be able to do things without asking for someone else's permission, without considering someone else's opinion. Allow me to figure out who I am, who I want to be first. It's only then that I can honestly say that I can give myself away completely to someone else, without losing grip of myself in the process.

Sounds selfish.

But if I don't do that now, I won't be able to do that later in life. I'll look back with regrets.

So this Saturday, when my friend is wearing her something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue, I'll sit there and be genuinely happy for her. I'll be the one with the red heels on.

Home?

Can someone please FedEx my heart to Jacksonville? I think I left it in DC.

Home is a funny concept. Supposedly it is where your heart is. Right now, I still feel like I'm just visiting Jacksonville, and any day now, I'll be flying back to Washington. Yes, Jacksonville is where my family is, it's where my friends are, it's where my home church is.

Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be in Jacksonville. Back to familiar roads, familiar people and familiar activities. I get to drive my car and the beach is just a 20-minute drive from my front door.



But as I write this blog in my room, I am reminded of how much I miss being among the hustle and bustle of the journalist's life. I find myself checking National Journal's Daybook and checking the press conferences and committee hearings for tomorrow.

Home is standing in Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid's office for a pen-and-pad session. It's running to the third floor of the Capitol Building to the Senate Studio for Sen. Mitch McConnell's news conference. It's running to the second floor of the Dirksen Senate Office building to be at the Senate Judiciary Committee hearing as the Attorney General's office is put to trial. It's bypassing the tourist lines with my press badge. It's going back to the studio at 229 1/2 Pennsylvania Avenue and cutting sound bytes and writing up talking points.

Then it's also being back in my Arlington apartment, with an awesome roommate, friends just down the hall or just two floors down, the Chinese takeout place just across the street, the mall just two blocks away, and the rest of the city a $2 train ride from the Ballston metro station.

Perhaps the only thing I don't miss is riding the metro.



So back to the concept of home, I feel that Jacksonville is a temporary stop. I've always felt that I was meant to do something outside this city, something bigger. I don't know where that is yet, but I'll get there.

Jacksonville maybe my hometown, but it's not where I have to stay.

DCA to ATL to JAX

Flight from Reagan to Hartsfield.
I made it home to Jax. Yay.
More about that tomorrow.


I need to readjust.

Charleston, baby!

So I'm back in Washington from an 8-hour ride from Charleston for the debate. And I have to say that the highlight of the entire trip wasn't getting to see the Presidential Candidates again, nor going back to the Spin Room and actually knowing what I'm doing.

It's the after party.

After spending much time in the spin room and being able to take some pictures with Rep. Dennis Kucinich, Howard Dean and Obama girl, we went to the post-debate party at a former bus terminal near the city's visitor center. There were lots of food, free drinks, pool tables and lots of press people to talk to.

I was telling my fellow interns how disappointed I was that I went all that way to watch one of my journalist heroes, Anderson Cooper, moderate the debate in one building, while the rest of the media camped out in the media filing center across the Citadel campus. As we rode the bus to the party, I thought, there was no way that Anderson Cooper would be in the party, because he would be swamped all night.

Well, I never said I predicted the future.

I was hovering over the dessert table when my friend and fellow intern, Candace looked at me with wide eyes and said, "Sheena, just breathe." She didn't have to say another word. She knew how much I wanted to meet Anderson Cooper, we've been talking about him all summer. All I could say was, "Shut up, shut up!" Oh, how articulate.

I handed her my drink so it wouldn't spill because my knees buckled. Of course, she couldn't hold the drink either because she was shaking as well. We weaved through the crowd until I saw that familiar head of silver and eyes of blue. I thought, "Oh crap, no way," as my mouth said, "Shut up."

My other fellow intern, Heather, spoke to him first and told him that I wanted to meet him. He looked to the girl standing next to me and said, "Hi Sheena, it's nice to meet you." Heather then told him that I was Sheena and he shook my hand. I told him how I admired his reporting and I read his book and loved it. And then, we took this picture:

Oh, happiness. That made an eight-hour ride worth all the while.

Tourists : a city's necessary evil

I love to travel. One of these days, I'd like to be a foreign correspondent and just travel everywhere. Or, just take Samantha Brown's job on the Travel Channel and get paid to go from one amazing city to another.

Whenever I go, I consider myself a traveler. The word "tourist" just irks me. It brings to mind those unfortunate souls with cameras hanging from their necks and fanny packs around their waists. Shudder.

It's tourist season in Washington and there are a lot of groups in their bright shirts, traveling in packs of 458, and being herded from one picture spot to another. Yes, they're the ones who forget to turn their flashes off when taking a picture of a Monet in the Art Gallery, the ones whose "Marco" wait for a "Polo" response on the steps of a memorial for one of our greatest Presidents, and, (I saved the best for last) the ones who stand on the left side of the escalator.

I was a tourist here once. And I still don't consider myself a local.

But I think that tourist destinations should conduct a "Welcome to (insert city name here) Tourist Information Session." An orientation. Make this tourist a traveler.

Before I arrived here in DC, I thought living in the middle of downtown Washington would be the best thing ever! You know, sit on the steps of the National Art Gallery and do work with my laptop, see the Washington Monument from my bedroom window all lit up for the night, walk from my apartment to any Smithsonian museum. So when I first found out that I was living in Arlington, VA, about 4 stops in the Metro out of the district, I was kinda disappointed.

Well, not anymore. I love the feel of my little Ballston neighborhood. I didn't even go anywhere near the Mall for Memorial Day weekend, much more the Fourth of July. I didn't want to deal with the tourists who have come to invade ... they're everywhere!!!

So far, my best defense has been my Capitol Press Badge. There was a long line to go through security from the Cannon House Building to the U.S. Capitol, and I was running to a press conference. I proceeded to the front of the line. The security person then said to the other security person, "Let her go. She's press" and motioned for me to go through. Oh the privilege a little piece of plastic can give...

But I guess tourists are important to the city's economy - they are necessary. A necessary evil.

So how about that orientation that I suggested earlier?

Just a little senseless rant. I feel much better now.

To Charleston for Anderson

So today I found out I'm going to Charleston, SC to help cover the Democratic Presidential Debates.

Yay!

It's moderated by CNN this time and they're partnering with YouTube.

Yay!

Same candidates that I've seen over and over again around Capitol Hill as the last debate at Howard University. Also, I'll probably hear about the same issues and the same promises they all have said before. Clinton, Obama, Edwards, Richardson, Dodd, Biden, Gravel and Kucinich.

Yay.

By the way, Anderson Cooper is the host.

OH YEAH!!!
I HEART ANDERSON COOPER!

I love my job!

Today I got to go to an event in the Capitol that has happened only 139 times in the country's 231-year history. Pretty impressive, huh?



Okay, in the center, that's Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi, Dr. Norman Borlaug, President Bush and Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid.

Dr. Borlaug was being awarded the Congressional Gold Medal for being the Father of the Green Revolution. He was credited to feeding 1 billion people. The Medal is the highest honor that Congress can bestow on anybody. The first person to receive the medal was George Washington in 1776.

And yes, I got to cover it this morning. Woo-hoo!

A different challenge

I think it's safe to say that television journalism is my first love.

It all started when a 9th grader was asked to read the morning announcements LIVE on closed-circuit TV for Mandarin High's Mustang News. The studio lights went on, the director counted down, the cameras rolled ... and she was head over heels in love.

That was almost eight years ago (hmmm...now I feel old). But this time, I know it takes a whole lot more than reading school events that were submitted in the announcement folder in the front office. It takes instinct to look for stories. It takes guts to go up to strangers and ask tough questions. It takes confidence to get in front of the camera and speak like you're an expert. It requires hard work, talent, dedication. And yes, it requires that you go into the field out of love for what you do, or the people your work will affect, because fame is not enough of an incentive and money is not an incentive at all.

So when people ask me why I'm currently doing a radio journalism internship as if I'm wasting my time, I give one of the following answers: I'm not in it for the pay, and it's a different challenge, it's good experience.

Here are the links to the packages that I have edited so far:
Live Earth
Clinton's Club 44

Some of my favorite quotes of the summer

The friendships that I have made over the summer are definitely to keep. TWC interns are some of the most fun and diverse people that I have ever met and I will miss them all when we finally leave this city. But the memories will go with me ... lots of really good memories ... and these are just some of my favorite quotes. No explanations necessary.

Here they are in no particular order:

1. About the Nationals mascot during a game...
Sanchelle: Look at that chicken.
Me: I think it's a bald eagle.
Sanchelle: That's the frumpiest eagle I've ever seen.

2. A Georgetown pick-up line for a med student with his shirt unbuttoned ...
Tiffany: I'm from Kentucky and girls from the South likes to unbutton shirts. So I'm gonna go ahead and button this up for you so I can unbutton it later.
Med Student (who will remain unnamed): I'm intrigued.

3.On weird names...
Jana: Prince became The Artist Formerly Known as Prince
Sarah: So what's his name?
Jana: The Artist Formerly Known as Prince.
Sarah: That's weird. Shouldn't it have some sort of a name in the beginning, like, John, the Artist Formerly Known as Prince.

4. On Mexican food...
Candace: I want some fajitas (pronounced fah-jay-tahs)

5. On being tired at work:
Me: Anything can sound dirty when you're tired. Like "Download Attachment" for example...

6. On answering the phone...
Jana: It's so hard for me to be nice to people.

7. On yourself and friends...
Sanchelle: I'm so sexy. I told you my friends are sexy.

Haha...I'm sure there are more to come...

My best political blog yet...

Today I attended a press conference with four Senate Democrats who are speaking to respond to President Bush's remarks on the newly released Iraq Report Card. While the President is using to justify the need to keep the troops in Iraq, the Democrats are using it to make the point that troops need to be redeployed out of Iraq. I watched the President's speech on CNN before I left for the press conference in the Senate Studio at the Capitol.

But I think this is the most detailed and by far the best I've written so far...
Click here to see it as a blog posted on our bureau Web site.

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Senate Democrats called for a press conference in response to President Bush's speech on the progress and benchmark assessments in Iraq. They expressed their concern on the report that Al-Qaeda may have regained the strength it had in 2001. They also called on their Republican colleagues to join them in voting for a change in the course in Iraq.

Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid (D-NV) criticized the Bush Administration's claims that "good progress is being made" in the war in Iraq. He said that the American public has heard that statement repeatedly and that the time to change the course is now. He accused some Republicans of protecting the President over protecting the troops and, along with Sen. Dick Durbin (D-IL), called on their conservative counterparts to vote on the legislation to redirect the course of the war.

The legislation is the Levin-Reid Amendment, which will be voted on by members of the Senate next week. Sen. Chuck Schumer (D-NY) said that this legislation, unlike many that have been proposed before, has more than just an advisory and goal-setting agenda. He said that it will require a change of course in Iraq, take the troops away from fighting the ongoing civil war and will refocus the country on the war that it should be fighting in the first place - the war on terror, as opposed to the war in Iraq. Reid also added that it is time to "take the training wheels off" of Iraq and give the Iraqi people the responsibility over their own freedoms. In addition, Reid said that although the amendment does not completely remove all troops from Iraq, their numbers will not be equal to what it is now and they will not be in combat.

This legislation is being put forward despite of the President's earlier statement during his news conference that running a war through resolution is a recipe for failure. The President also said that Congress should not be running the war, but funding it instead. In response, Durbin said that the President is "out of touch" with both the war and the American public, and that the released benchmark assessment reports give him "little hope" for victory in the war.

Schumer continued to criticize the Bush Administration's war policies when he compared the President's remarks on the report of the renewed strength of Al-Qaeda to the President's now infamous claim of "weapons of mass destruction." Schumer said that the President and his supporters "ignore the facts" when the facts differ from their views and that the report is a reflection of "how wrong this war in Iraq is." Sen. Patty Murray (D-WA) said that the Democrats are united in a desire to change the course in Iraq and bring the troops home. But as for the Republicans who are vocal about increasingly isolating themselves from the President's Iraq war policies, Schumer called on them to support the Levin-Reid Amendment, challenging them to "put their money where their mouth is."

What happened to the Pinay in weeks two through five???

Hmmm...I thought I was going to be able to keep up with a blog during this whole time, but, yet again, I was proved wrong.

So much to do in so little time. Yes, I have ten weeks, but DC is way too amazing a place to live and work in to actually be able to experience everything in two and a half months.

But to say the least, what an amazing five weeks it has been, and I'm looking forward to the last five :)

I have been able to do so many things that so many other journalists around the country can't say they have done before their 22nd birthday, much more before they even started their careers.

News conferences with influential people: Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi on climate changes. Sen. Ted Kennedy and Sen. Mel Martinez on immigration reform. Sen. John Kerry on alternative fuel sources.

Senate Committee Hearings on Capitol Hill: Sen. Barack Obama on voter intimidation. Sen. Patrick Leahy on the firing of U.S. Attorneys. Sen. Bill Nelson on terrorist ideology.

Other events in politics: Sen. Hillary Clinton's launch of her Club 44 campaign. Take Back America Conference on progressive reform. The Democratic Presidential Debate at Howard and the Spin Room afterwards. The first open forum between the U.S. Senate Intelligence Committee and the Russian Duma Foreign Relations Committee. The Iraqi ambassador on What America needs to know about Iraq. Roll call at the Senate Floor on the motion to invoke cloture on the motion to proceed about comprehensive immigration reform.

All this and more with what is right now one of my cherished possessions: U.S. Capitol Press Badge.

I never really found politics interesting before I started this internship. I mean, I was a registered voter (not affiliated, and I'll keep it that way...at least for now), but politics was a topic that bored me to tears. Now I'm loving each and every time I am able to listen in on committee hearings and listen to what each senator/representative has to say, and then listen to what their plans are to change it. Contrary to popular belief, there are really many politicians who are genuinely trying to make a difference. Really!

And also, (can't believe this perception has changed in five weeks) I used to be a total stickler on what I consider to be news. Straightforward, objective, hellfire and brimstone. In light of the events of an heiress, her time behind bars and the attention that the media gave, I was honestly ready to pull my hair out. CNN, MSNBC and Fox all had the same story on the air when, on the same day, the fate of the immigration reform had yet to be determined, a Kansas girl was still missing, and the race for the Presidency was in full swing. (In other news, Sheena is officially a news junkie.)

But my professor (yes, I also have to take a class) cleared it out for me. One, that's news. If people aren't interested, there wouldn't be news. People happen to be interested in the life of a spoiled heiress, which make it news. But, aside from the celebrity, it also has something to say about our judicial system and the privileges it may give to people with money/power/fame. Two, news can never be truly objective because journalists are people. We have convictions and opinions and it will show through in the way we write. If journalists are truly here to affect change, then yes, we will write about subjects we are passionate about. In the tradition of the muckrakers, it's a journalists' job to question the status quo and you can't really do that if everything is as objective as a robot. Objectivity and fairness does not mean the same thing, because fair is what a journalist should really be.

So, that's the work part of my stay in Washington so far. Well, calling it "work" would be untrue, because it's way too much fun.

But, as always, all work and no play...well, you know the rest. But that's for another time.