I would have to say we have all been obsessed with one thing or another in our lives, a book series, tv show, a person, I guess you could say it's what makes us human. I've been obsessed with many things in the past as I am sure most of you who are reading this have been, but like everything else in life my obsession died down. Some of them still live on inside of me, but in a very small way. The reason for this article is to focus on one very important obsession of mine, and how it caused its own death.
On November 17, 2007 my brother asked if I would record a movie that was coming on the television station 'Starz' along with a documentary called 'Anime in Hollywood' for him. Now I had been know to hate anime, and all it was, the only thing I liked was the Pokémon Games on the Gameboy and Gameboy Advance. I had grown out of the cartoon, as I called it and later
Riza Hawkeye's fingers fiddled and pressed at the soft cloth of the General's gloves, trying to derive some sort of distraction and comfort from the futile action. Despite her attempts though, her mind kept diverting back to the distressing situation at hand, what was occurring just a few rooms down from her.
Her General Roy Mustang was getting a risky surgery done, and the First Lieutenant couldn't focus on anything else even if she wanted to. This operation would affect her just as much as it would him except he would be left with a gaping hole where his left eye should be and she couldn't shake the possibility of something going wrong, couldn't relax if she tried, until she set her eyes on Roy, safe and sound, again.
The surgery was meant to remove a bullet left by that bastard, Archer, Riza recalled with gritted teeth from Roy's skull. It had taken several days to sort out how to go about such a sensitive situation, for the