April weekend

On Thursday night, I stayed up until 7:30 in the morning writing my English rough draft and studying for 3 very important tests. I woke up at 8:45 and can honestly say I feel confident in all my work. I needed a relaxing weekend to celebrate my success while rejuvenating my mind and body. Unfortunately, my weekend plans coexisted with my previous plans of going to the NASCAR Samsung 500 at Texas Motor Speedway in Ft. Worth. In case you've never been to a NASCAR race before, let me describe it. Basically it's 140,000 screaming fans watching 43 650-horsepower v8 supercars scream down a circular track for 350 laps at 200 miles an hour; and my seats were as close as you can get without being a driver. To say the least, I'm exhausted. I'm sunburned and my legs hurt from walking. My ears are ringing and I cannot begin to describe my headache. Nevertheless, I love NASCAR. In the strangest way, although I was not ready for a strenuous and abusive weekend, I am suddenly energetic and ready to take on the next week of school. I must suggest that sometime before you die, go to a NASCAR race. Mesmerize yourself with the incredible accuracy of the "Red Neck" stereotype you've always heard about. Feel the rumble of all 43 cars washing out your pulse and conscience with nothing but a sweet rumble of an American V8. Remind yourself that you're lucky enough to be sitting in the stands rather than in the car of what you will think is the most dangerous professional sport in the world. Even as you walk away from the track, defeated and torn down with a humble realization that you will only be driving 3 or 4 miles an hour as you try to leave the parking lot, remember that NASCAR only comes to Texas twice a year, and no weekend plans can get in the way of you being there.