Passion

Passion.

It's a seven-letter word that means so much. It can be your biggest asset or your worst enemy. I know that I have passion and sometimes it gets the best of me.

My passion floors what I say or what I do, and I pay the consequences later. For instances, I tend to make rude comments about a driver who messes with Kyle Busch or Denny Hamlin. Even after the fact, I hold that grudge and never let it go. Examples: Dale Earnhardt Jr. and Brad Keselowski ... and most of you know that.

My passion has also hurt me. I got something stolen from my page on Myspace and sent to a certain fan site on Myspace along with my url. Long story short, threats had been said to me.

But, my passion has also given me so much happiness and joy. The passion for me to stand out in the rain at MIS (Michigan International Speedway), brave the heat and have second- to third-degree burns from being in the sun all day at IMS (Indianapolis Motor Speedway), and standing in line for three hours just to meet that one special driver, Kyle Busch. But I would do it again in a heartbeat.

My passion for Kyle Busch gets me in trouble a lot, but what's a girl gonna do ... it's Kyle Busch! :D When Kyle is mad, I'm mad. When Kyle is thrilled after a win, I'm most likely turning on the computer to brag about my driver's accomplishment. When Kyle won the 2009 NASCAR Nationwide Series Championship, I cried because after all Kyle had gone through that phenomenal 2009 season with the triumphs at TMS (Texas Motor Speedway) and the heartache at BMS (Bristol Motor Speedway) with Chase Austin, he had finally gotten his championship that he had been wanting.

I may not be the easiest fan to get along with because of my strong personality and opinions ... but I'm mostly likely one of the happiest fans to be around when Kyle Busch ends up in Victory Lane.

So I end this blog asking you this ...

Passion, how bad do you got it?

(Picture was taken by myself at Michigan International Speedway August 16th, 2009)