Oh fuck McDonalds. It was 2minutes away from 11, yet we couldn't get our McGriddles meal. Hell, I'm not happy. But good thing that I met Zu for breakfast still. From high class McDonalds breakfast, downgraded to our own homemade breakfast. Cooked some eggs and some toast, with Marigold peel fresh orange juice. Well, let's not be complacent. Sent her home after 2 hours of eating and TV because she needs to do her work, and so do I.