Continuing onward, here is part two of my thoughts on The Vampire Diaries third season finale.

If you haven't, you can read part one here.

( the departed "3x22" part two )

The season 3 finale of The Vampire Diaries didn't disappoint. I plan to do a huge write-up for the finale, but that would require devoting time I don't really have now. That said, I've decided to break my recap into multiple parts. Hopefully I can get another part or two up this week.

( 3x22 "the departed" part one )

Today I missed a horrendously fatal crash by minutes. Here an SUV lost control and hit another car. I think the tractor trailer went off the road to avoid the mess and somehow hit into a house (or something along those lines). And just like that, the tractor trailer was engulfed in flames. Both the driver and the passenger in the tractor trailer were pronounced dead at the scene, and they will only be able to identity these poor people using dental records. I was so, so close. And the smoke and fire. It was just horrendous because all I could do was watch these huge plumes of smoke rise into the air. It was thick and black. You could tell the fuel was on fire, or that something highly flammable exploded. I'm still a little shaky when I think back on this. Traffic was being redirected since the road was impassable, and I only got a good look for mere seconds. It's just so sad and tragic. And there was the smell. I am not much of a religious person, but my prayers go out to the families of the victims. It's never easy to have a love one ripped away from you.

Have not watched TVD yet. I'm watching it tomorrow with anunsungverse. If my LJ friends could please keep details about the episode under a cut, I'd really, really, really appreciate it. I'll try to avoid LJ until I see it, though.

Also, I am so behind on my reading goals. 100 books for 2012. I'm officially beginning to think I bit off WAY more than I can chew with this one. 

These past months have been filled with many ups and downs. More downs than ups, but I managed to get by because all you can do is muddle through the rough bits and do the best that you can.

That said, remember back in January when I said my grandmother was doing fantastic? And that her tumor most likely would not return? Well, today was her first check-up since January, and her doctor had many, many, many good things to say. He says, health wise, that she is doing very good. He said she's 1 in 5 or only 20%. Even with the odds stacked against her, she is doing a million times better than any of her doctor's ever expected.

So I'm happy. No, I'm overjoyed.