Seriously Annoying

This is what i see as i scroll through my newsfeed on Facebook, and I'm annoyed to no extent. Am i supposed to be all bothered and concerned about that one American? Well, I don't care. I'm not bothered and I'm not surprised.

As an American i have to say that our leaders are fucking ignorant. Yes, i said it. I don't care about the dead American and I think our leaders are fuckin ignorant.

Over the last however many years we have heard and seen on the news all these different stories of Americans being killed, taken hostage, imprisoned and worse in all kinds of foreign countries. What no one ever makes clear, or states is that those countries HATE US.

They dont care is you are black, white, brown or purple with stripes. If you are an American then they hate you. Why do you think there are so many stories about it? They want us dead.

Every country we have been to in the last 10 years hates us. All the countries we are "helping", hate us. They don't want our help, if they did would they have attacked the embassy? Would they be killing or imprisoning tourists?

We,as a country need to stop focusing on "helping" these other countries that obviously don't want our help, and focus on helping ourselves!

Think about every problem our country is having. The economy,the 2nd amendment crap thats going on, the possible re-election of Obama, Obamacare, etc etc. Why are we not fixing our own problems first?

You cannot help those who cannot help themselves!
You cannot help those that do no want your help!

Ill step off my soap box now.

Shitty

Last night I was in so much pain. My head hurt so bad it felt like someone was trying to mash a softball or 2 through my eye and forehead. My joints felt like they were trying to give up and just shatter as I tried to lay still and finish watching raw. I had shooting pains in my legs,sides,arms and neck. Even after the soever,aspirin and endorphine rush I was still in way too much pain. Then I stayed up later than planned discussing/arguing/talking.(not a big deal I enjoy talking to him before going to sleep). After knowing all that,knowing I was in pain,and didn't feel good,he has the nerve to become obtuse with me this morning.

I understand that I do usualy wake up when he does to make him coffee and smoke a cigarette with him before he goes to work. This morning I wasn't even sure If i was going to be able to get up for my morning trip to the restroom let alone make coffee.

I didn't talk Much this morning. I was struggling to wake up. It felt like an impossible battle to even keep my eyes open let alone talk or make coffee. I understand when people need coffee. It was a household rule growing up to not ask my mother for anything until she had had at least 2cups of coffee. But if its such a necessity don't you think you could have put your big boy or big girl pants on and made it yourself?

All I think to myself is "yess massta I bees a good ninja". Bad reference but I don't care right now. Its almost 7am and I'm laying in bed pissed off, hurt, and half way offended. Not only did I apparently do something wrong I received one of those sarcastic "Thanks for the coffee" before he left. Oh trust me, if I wasn't mad at you when you woke me up, after saying that shit,you can bet your ass that I'm mad now. I'm mad enough that the throbbing in my knee and pain in my hip bone,head,eyes, and ear are not the only things keeping me up this morning. I almost wanted to be a spiteful,hateful girlfriend and go make some coffee now that my ass is laying here mad upset and in pain. All because I didn't wake up when he wanted me up to make him some coffee.

Not even coffee that requires a coffee pot, filters or anything extravagant. That's right folks instant coffee. Heat up some water,add a little milk or creamer and sugar(I add sugar and nesquick chocolate) then add coffee crystals and stir. I make it kinda backwards I guess but he drinks it so it much be at least ordinarily good.

We shall see how this day turns out. Its already off to a shitty start. I hope it doesn't end the same way.