I Burst into Tears and Cried at a Girl's House...

Last year when I was in Manchester, I met

this girl, this viewer from my channel.

She messaged me in the first few weeks

when I arrived, and she asked me if I

wanted to hang out and meet up since she

was nearby. And if you remember, at the

time I was feeling kind of sad and lonely

because I went all the way to Manchester

to meet this other girl who ended up not

meeting me and ghosted me. And I was very

happy that someone messaged me wanting to

meet up, so I said yes. So we met up at

this tea and cake shop, and we had some

tea and some cakes, and she was very nice,

very chatty and talkative. And then

afterwards, she showed me around

Manchester for a bit and we hung out and

we talked. Nothing really spicy happened.

And then she messaged me again the next

day asking if I wanted to hang out again.

And I said, okay, sure, why not, since I

don't have anything else to do. And at the

time it was that big England versus Italy

football match going on, and I thought

it'd be fun if I placed a £500 bet on

England winning. So I said to her, why

don't we watch the football game together?

It'll be fun. And then she said, okay,

you can come to my house and we can watch

it together and have some drinks and hang

out. And I thought, yeah, sounds great, I

would love that. I always get kind of

excited when a girl invites me to her

place because I feel like something is

gonna happen, something interesting.

Unfortunately, I found out later that she

has a boyfriend, but I thought it would

still be fun and I decided to go to her

place anyway. So I go to her place and she

gets out her laptop and we load up the

game, load up the football game, and we're

sitting there getting ready to watch it.

And then she makes me some drinks, some

alcoholic drinks. It was Coca-Cola and she

put in some vodka. And I don't know if

it's because I had an empty stomach at the

time or maybe maybe just because I'm very

weak when it comes to alcohol, I got

really, really drunk just from drinking,

I think, 2 cups, 2 glasses of this

Coca-Cola vodka. So I was sipping away at

this Coca-Cola, having quite a nice time,

enjoying her company, enjoying the game.

And England was winning at the time, so I

was even making some money. And I was

getting more and more drunk, and I was

really enjoying this feeling of being

drunk. I felt very lightheaded. I felt

like I was in a good mood and having a

good time, and I could just forget all of

my problems in life. And I was sipping on

this drink more and more, and before I

knew it, I was so drunk that I couldn't

even sit up straight anymore. It was like

my head was getting heavier and heavier to

the point that I couldn't even hold it up

anymore, and I just had to go backwards,

lie backwards, and put my head on the

floor and just lay there for a bit. And

then something really weird happened. I

started to feel very, very emotional, and

all of these emotional feelings started

to, started to build up inside of me that

I usually keep tightened down, bottled

down inside of me, and I never usually.

And then I started to get a runny nose and

I felt tears coming out of my eyes. And I

thought to myself, wait, am I crying? And

I started to sniff like this. And she

could hear me sniffing and she said,

Daniel, are you crying? And I said, yes.

And she said, why? And I was like, I don't

know why. And I realized I was crying

about Mila, my ex-girlfriend. I think I

said, I just really miss Mila and I'm

really upset with how things ended between

us and how it didn't work out. And she was

really nice. She tried to comfort me She

said, can't you send her a message or a

letter telling her about your feelings?

And then I just started to cry more and

more. It became more and more

uncontrollable. I just couldn't stop. And

then I started to shake, like my shoulders

were shaking, twitching kind of. And I was

just laying on the floor, lying on the

floor for almost an hour crying like this,

like a baby. She left me alone for a bit

because I think I just needed some time to

release emotions, and there wasn't really

anything she could say to help. And then

after a while, her boyfriend came back

home from work. Which was kind of awkward.

I was hoping that I would have left by the

time before he came back, but he knew who

I was because he knows about my channel as

well, so he wasn't really that surprised,

I think. But he was really nice. He

offered to make me rice or toast to try

and help me get out of my state of

drunkenness. I thought it'd be a bad idea

to have anything to eat because I was

feeling so sick. I felt like I was going

to vomit, and I was trying to put all of

my energy and effort into keeping

everything inside my stomach and not

spitting out onto her floor, which would

have been very embarrassing and

disgusting. If I tried to move or if I

tried to stand up, I felt like I was

really going to vomit. So for the next few

hours, I tried my best to just stay very,

very still as if I had been paralyzed.

And then it wasn't until around 2:00 a.m.

in the morning that I was finally able to

stand up and sit upright. And I was just

so tired, I just really wanted to get back

to my hotel apartment and just get into

bed and just sleep. So I decided to leave.

She did offer that I could sleep on the

sofa, but I I just really wanted to go

home. So I managed to get up and say

goodbye, and I left, and I walked home in

the middle of the night, 2 AM. It's pretty

dark and there was no one around, so it

was pretty dangerous. And looking back,

I'd say it was kind of a dumb idea. I

could have easily have been robbed.

Luckily, I managed to get home without

getting robbed, but I did walk past a few

guys and they did actually joke about

robbing me. They said, empty your pockets,

and then they started laughing as if that

was so funny. And that has to be one of

the weirdest experiences I've ever had

involving alcohol. I've been drunk before,

but I've never started crying after

getting drunk. It was really strange. I

don't know if it's normal to start crying

after you had too much to drink, or maybe

that was just my body's reaction to vodka.

I thought getting drunk was supposed to

make you feel good, but for some reason it

just made me feel sad. You have to put the

egg on first.

Right back. Ugh,

so weird.

Egg yolk.

Coat the onion rings in a layer

of egg.

What's the good news? I'm having onion

rings! It's gonna be amazing.

Then mix it around.

Oh my God.

Oh,

there's no flavor.

It's like a baked egg coated over onions.

I don't understand why it goes like that.

It's crispy, but it's not

crispy in like a fried way.

Maybe some chili sauce would make it

better.

Well, maybe the burger will be fine. I

never air fried a Beyond Burger.

Mm,

not bad.