Story time i guess

story time i guess

>be me
>18 years old, freshman in college
>lived in a flyover state my entire life, college town i'm going to only has around 18k people, 7k of those are involved with the school in one way or another
>never really cared about school, just do it because that's what everyone expects of me
>spent most of my time distracting myself from school work
>this included fawning over girls that i probably never had a chance with
>had only a few friends in high school, even fewer in college
>freshman have to show up almost a week early for an orientation type thing that you'd find in a middle school summer camp
>pissed me off, but whatever

>we were grouped by our hallways, my hallway had about 30 freshman in it
>my dorm building was the one that had all of the foreign exchange students for some reason
>my group had a couple, including a german girl named Julia
>Julia was for sure the cutest female in that town, or in a 7,917.5 mile radius
>tan skin kissed by the sun god apollo himself
>light blue eyes that were sometimes hidden behind glasses
>wavy dirty blonde hair that almost reached her elbows
>and her body
>good lord
>you could tell she was athletic from her legs, long and well-toned
>thighs that you could rest your head on and blissfully fall asleep forever
>Julia stood at 173 cm (she would always teasingly correct me whenever I said "around 170 cm" or "5'8")
>somewhere in germany some old couple must be incredibly proud to have created such a perfect being

>the first time i saw her was in the lounge for our floor, when our RAs were holding a meeting and we had to introduce ourselves
>i don't remember anything from that meeting other than her, not even what i myself said, i was so entranced by Julia
>she wore one of those white dresses with various patterns on it, it reached almost to her knees and blue-gray converse shoes
>after the meeting, walk back to my room with my roommate right behind her
>she lives literally right across the hallway from me

about a week later

>sitting in my room on my laptop, browsing netflix and youtube for some sort of entertainment value
>hot as fuck, my dorm complex doesn't have air conditioning in the rooms, only in the hallways
>RAs advise you to prop your door open to encourage social behavior and keep your rooms cool
>get up to piss, look out my door as i walk past it
>her door is propped open with a blue flip-flop
>feel like a troglodyte for actually buying a doorstop
>realize i'm just trying to think about anything other than her
>after pissing, spend the next 15 minutes debating whether or not I should go say hi to her
>get up
>walk out my door
>get nervous
>walk back in
>rinse and repeat
>feel like i need a reason to stop by her room
>eventually decide to chug my water bottle and go refill it in the water fountain down the hall
>walk out
>too afraid to approach her room
>go fill up the bottle
>don't realize it was overflowing as I try to prep myself
>this is ridiculous
>walk over and lean on her doorframe
>she's reading a textbook at her desk, just left of the door
>it's literally the first tuesday of the school year
>nerd
>don't know what to say
>barely squeak out a "hey, what's up?"
>"not much, I am studying biology"
>English wasn't her first language, she speaks very literally
>Julia's accent wasn't that bad, certianly not the stereotypcial german accent
>"what are you doing?" she asked me
>"not much, i don't have any homework yet. are you studying for a quiz or something?"
>"yes. i have many classes and i do not have much time to study for all of them"

gaY

Nice story, user. Post some more

Let's hope you pre-typed this, because I need more.

>this conversation continued for about five minutes, i learned she was a biology and history major with 18 credit hours
>i was never very social, but she was good at carrying conversation
>she had such an interesting background, it was easy to find something to talk about
>still nervous as hell, knees sort of weak and my face felt red hot
>she would always stare at me intensely with her deep blue eyes when i talked
>sometimes i would completely zone out staring at her when she was talking to me
>towards the end of the usual college "whats your major, how many credit hours, etc" chatter
>having explained that i wasn't very busy at all, she invited me to play card/board games with some friends later that night
>fuck yes
>i checked my computer's clock almost every minute until 9 that night
>long story short, Julia, two hallmates and I sat around a table until 2 am playing BS, Life and spoons
>we all shared phone numbers afterwards

that night was one of my favorites, we were all tired and everything becomes funny at 1 am. i felt like i truly started to get to know Julia

a day or two later

>sitting in my room late at night, in the same situation as a couple days earlier
>both of our doors are open, but i fear i'll just be pestering her if i keep showing up at her door
>she might only have her door open because the rooms are hot, but i couldn't just not take the opportunity
>eventually, through all of my autism, decide to write a message on a paper airplane and throw it from my room to hers
>yes, pic related is the actual airplane i've kept for over four years
>get shut down, feel like i just ruined my only chance and my life is over, i'll never find love, the usual
>go to bed debating whether or not i should text her and apologize
>thankfully i didn't, just went to sleep alone with my thoughts

Your story is bad and you should feel bad

hardly a story yet, but more please

>i didn't continue throwing paper airplanes into her room
>but everytime I left my room i would stop by hers if she was there and make short talk for a minute or two.
>this continued for about a week and a half
>couldn't work up the courage to ask if she wanted to hang out, maybe play cards again, etc
>she was super busy with her double major, mock trial, the school newspaper and a running club, probably didn't have the time to do anything anyway
>would write out texts and revise them more than any essays i wrote
>never sent anything until one sunday
>just decided to throw all of my strategic text planning out the window and I wrote "hey Julia, I'm going to the library, do you want to come with me?"
>no answer for five minutes
>pack up my backpack and decide to go to the library anyway, didn't want to seem like I was only going to spend time with her
>that was exactly why
>she responded, and agreed to go once I explained that the library was open until 1 am on sundays
>it was around 10 when we went
>we talked about her family back in Germany on the walk there
>she was an only child living in a small town near Munich
>i specifically remember having to supply the word "leash" when we were talking about her dog, she couldn't think of the english word for it
>I spent the entire time at the library doing absolutely nothing
>pretended to read my textbook, wrote some meaningless notes in my notebook
>we only exchanged a couple words for the two hours we were there
>again, didn't want to seem like i was using the library as a cheap excuse to spend time with her

appreciate a good greentext or fuck off

You passed yourself a note via paper airplane?
Are you diagnosed?

>she said she had a test the next morning, so she wanted to get to bed at a reasonable time
>we left a short bit after midnight
>i threw all of my inhibitions to the wind and asked if she just wanted to walk around for a little before we headed back to the dorm
>she just gave me a short "yes"
>the lord has blessed me
>we talked about our parents
>i remember Julia talking about her dad waking up daily at 4am to drink black coffee and eat cake, which is apparently a german (or just european) thing
>never heard of eating cake with coffee, but then again, i didn't drink coffee at all back then
>eventually, when we both went silent, i manned up and extended my hand to her
>my heart was literally in my throat and i bet my hand was probably sweaty as shit
>but
>she took it
>i wanted to say something to revive the conversation so it wouldn't be awkward
>but i couldn't really think of something
>so I just asked "so uhh... do you like soccer?"
>she just laughed at me and said no
>i felt stupid as fuck but also amazing at the same time
>everything about her just warmed me to the soul
>her cute accent, which she was self-concious about (i always laughed at how she pronounced 'diabetes' like 'diabeetus' and she hated it)
>her laugh whenever i told a joke or just did something stupid
>the confused look she would give me when i said something too sarcastic for her to register
>the warmth of her hand; her fingers intertwined with mine
>the excitement in her voice when she talked about all of the places she's traveled to, or when we got into history-talk
>Julia had a huge lady-hardon for classical history and traveling
>she went to a school in Australia for a year and almost slapped me across the face when I interrupted her listing the places she had been
>the night ended amicably, we let go of each other as we walked in the door to our dorm hall

too many posts not enough time

hurry up and GET TO THE PART WHERE YOU FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF HER

ANAL?????

anal or gtfo

shitty pun at the end. im calling it

Jesus fucking christ, you disrespectful spoiled fucking brat.... Go starve, go be homeless, your life is fucking great, you have a room, be thankful that your next meal you didn't have to kill you fucking brat.

I dont understand what happened
Explain more

>we stood outside our rooms for a couple minutes
>I was unfortunately pitching a full tent, and she definitely noticed
>in my panic to hide it, i just said good night and turned around into my room
>not so much as a hug, or maybe if i pushed it, a kiss
>afterwards i just leaned against the sink in my bathroom and stared in the mirror for the longest time
>it was official
>i had fallen madly in love
>this beautiful german lady was going to ruin me

>the next few weeks went by normally
>i studied in Julia's room as much as I could, and i feared that she was getting annoyed with my pestering
>she was always too busy to go to the library, and i was so afraid of being denied that i just couldn't bring myself to ask her out
>we talked more, i found out she was a year older than me
>she had to repeat a grade because her class would persistently harass the teacher and never get anything done
>i guess that's why she always said she chose this middle of fucking nowhere school in america because of 'her grades'
>that and she wanted to travel more
>our school wasn't a bad school that all of the rejects went to, but it wasn't ivy league
>we went to lunch together almost everyday at the only time she could
>after her biology 180 class ended at 12:20 and before her success for international students thing at 1:30
>looking back on it, i realize i probably could've just asked her out then and there, but i was so afraid of the word no

>another day or two passed
>i had a precalculus test that i was absolutely losing my mind over
>i was studying in her room
>now was the time
>i was preparing myself to just ask the question, or just straight up kiss her there
>wasn't paying a fraction of attention to my math, but i didn't care
>had a general idea of what i was going to say
>heart still pounding even though i was usually comfortable around her
>beta to the max

handwriting looks kinda similar but it's clearly different to me

>look up at Julia from my position to her side on the floor
>take a deep breath
>the door opens and her roommate comes in with her boyfriend
>areyoufuckingkidding
>maybe that's a sign i shouldn't do it now
>i get up, put my hand on her shoulder, and tell her i'm going to go to bed
>she just smiles and says okay
>fuckmylife.wav


>i spent the next day thinking about how i fucked up and how easy it should be
>i'm not a digusting man cow who can't speak to women, i should be fine
>of course, when it comes time to actually ask her out, I'm paralyzed
>bomb my math test because i didn't study for shit, and go sulk in my room with my door open
>wait for Julia to get back to her room
>when she does, I go over once more
>"i have to go to mock trial at 4, so you can't stay for very long."
>a little under 30 minutes to just do it
>fine by me
>about five minutes in, i got fed up with my fear
>stand up
>she heard me get up and looked at me
>i walked over to her desk
>Julia gave me her usual kind look and asked "what's up user?"
>without saying a word, i planted my lips on hers
>absolute bliss
>she stood up so i wasn't awkwardly craning over to kiss her while she's sitting in her chair
>we make out for a solid minute or so until she leaned against her desk and tips over a glass of water
>thankfully her laptop wasn't on the desk, but some of it got on one of her books
>that of course seperated us, and i felt like an idiot while we cleaned it up
>afterwards i said i had to go even though i could've stayed for a bit longer
>we kissed briefly again and i stumbled out the door into my dorm
>holyshit.mp3
>i'm not an ugly dude
>but Julia is leagues above everyone and anyone
>i spent the longest time staring at the floor trying to process what just happened
>but it did happen

not hard to understand
>sees hot nazi girl
>tries to talk to her
>plays a few boardgames with her
>throws paper plane and writes notes
>calls him childish
>contemplates life
>asks her to go with library with him (he doesn't need to go to the library just wants to see her)
>she says yes
>they go back to their dorms after the library and they go on a walk
>stops being a beta and holds her hand
>palmsaresweaty
>doesn't know what to say
>she laughs at him

>over midterm break, i chided myself for not asking if she wanted to come spend it at my parent's house
>she certianly wasn't going back to Germany for a five day break
>neither of my sisters were living at home, so she could've slept in one of their rooms.
>my mom, upon learning that I had a girlfriend, tried to facebook stalk her, like she does with everyone i mention by name
>but, Julia didn't have one
>I told my parents about how i should've asked her if she wanted to come here for midterm break
>they suggested I ask her about thanksgiving break
>that got the cogs turning
>if she was here during thanksgiving, she'd have to meet my entire extended family
>i usually hated introducing my past girlfriends to even my immediate family
>but
>Julia was different

>when i brought up the idea, Julia was skeptical at first
>i would've been too, if I was in her position
>we had only been dating for almost two months now
>eventually, after some convincing and Julia talking to her parents, she agreed to come home with me
>on the car ride home, Julia was amazed that we could drive for six hours and still be in the same country, let alone state
>when we finally got there i was nervous as hell, hoping my family wouldn't do any dumb shit
>i remember one of the first things my dad did was offer her a beer
>she politely declined, but I think overall it was okay
>my sister teasingly asked her why she was dating a troglodyte like me
>it went completely over Julia's head, and she thought my sister was actually being aggressive until I explained later that it was a joke

someone tell op to stop being a beta cuck and put it in her ass

I WANT TO BELIEVE THIS IS REAL DONT LET ME DOWN OP

>my oldest sister offered Julia her room while she slept on the couch, but most nights Julia ended up in my bed anyway
>we had sex for the first time in my bed
>i don't know if there are words to describe the feeling
>amazing? breathtaking? astonishing? wonderous? precious?
>it was all of those and more
>i had lost my virginity before that night, but I didn't really enjoy it at all
>the girl I lost it to didn't mean anything to me
>it sounds shallow, but she was just a way to lose my virginity, which was all I wanted
>the feeling was mutual, anyway
>but having sex with someone you actually love is leagues different
>sleeping with the girl you love right next to you is a blessing
>her soft breaths breaking the silence
>her gentle movements
>her warmth up against me
>i could've died a happy man right then

>I usually sleep in pretty late, so Julia spent the next morning talking to my family while I was asleep
>my mom treated all of our friends and significant others as children, but she especially took a liking to Julia
>my sisters, Julia, and I played Mario Kart and Wii bowling occasionally
>we baked cookies and shot the shit on a rainy day
>I had the time of my life over that thanksgiving break
>Julia, on the other hand, was a bit uncomfortable
>but, overall, she said she was enjoying herself

>after that, time flew
>Julia of course went back to Germany over winter break
>that break was probably the first time in my life that i actually desperately wanted to go back to school

Is this a CUCK story??

No anal, disappointing.

post a pic of the girl

>she candidly enjoyed spending time with my mother and two year older sister, Marie
>they would drink wine together at night
>i didn't stick around for that, but i could taste it on her breath when she slid into bed
>her boundary between english and german would slip as she got drunk
>saturday night in february
>around 10:30, my parents are fast asleep already
>Julia and I cuddling on couch in living room
>Marie on couch next to ours
>relaxing, casually drinking and watching Mulan
>Julia is starting to lean onto me
>she's falling asleep
>notice a glass of wine in her left hand
>Julia's head drops before I can grab the glass
>she drops it onto the carpet
>glass shatters everywhere
>she woke back up immediately
>throwing every curse word in the german dictionary
>apologizing profusely
>scrambling around picking up glass while trying to ward off my dogs who want to lick the wine
>she left my parents a note apologizing
>my mom called me on the drive back
>"marry that damn girl"
>i wouldn't tell Julia what my mom said
>she was freaking out thinking my parents hated her


>eventually spring time came around and I was preparing to go home for spring break
>I hadn't even asked Julia if she was coming, it was just kinda assumed so
>my house was her second home
>the day before, Julia springs it on me that she's going back to Germany for the week
>"oh... alright"

is this pre-written?

Op please more faster

and then she died

>i knew something was wrong
>i guess I just pretended everything was fine
>because i wanted it to be fine
>Julia had packed basically everything from her dorm
>i don't speak german, but she would frequently have frantic and angry sounding conversation with her dad


>she was almost crying when I dropped her at the shitty little regional airport outside town
>i remember that day so clearly
>it was fairly windy
>clear skies, only wispy clouds above
>she dragged me to breakfast that morning
>i never got up early enough to go to breakfast, but she was knocking on my door at 7
>she played dungeon defenders on my desktop while i showered
>we sat in the corner at a round table overlooking the dorm hall lobby
>i had mediocre scrambled eggs and turkey bacon
>she just drank coffee
>Julia talked about how her dad didn't approve of the seriousness of our relationship
>she had also quit mock trial and planned on dropping her bio major

happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please happy ending please

CUCK??

THERE ARE NO HAPPY ENDINGS

You have no idea how mad I'll be if she dies and the story ends

>she took two sips of coffee and said op i think youre gay

just this time please

slight kek

amazing? breathtaking? astonishing? wonderous? precious?
Jesus christ OP is a fag

Do you really think OP would post if it all turned out fine

OP PICS OR GTFO

>we were both silent
>i wish i asked why that day
>as i unpacked her bags from the car, she explained that her dad wanted her home over break
>but i think we both knew in our hearts that it wasn't going to be just spring break
>she kissed me with tears in her eyes
>and she left
>she left Sup Forums
>Julia left
>and she never came back
>i never saw that sweet german girl again


>i texted her dozens of times over the weeks following that
>there was never a response
>i don't know why
>i'll never know why
>it's jsut hard to explain why i didn't say anything as she left
>it was only supposed to be for a week
>but we both knew


>just got a job at a tech company down in Arizona
>finally moving out of my parent's house
>digging through all of my old college shit as I pack what I want to take
>i found her water damaged book from the first time we made out

pic related is said book

this story is in 1980.
so no pic related.

here's the note she left inside

she obviously meant for me to find it a lot earlier than i did

THE REAL OP HERE this is what really happend
>moved back to Germany with her dad
>Stalk her on Facebook and see she has a BBC boyfriend
>Become a communist and a cuck
>the end

Great now I have to be depressed all day.

WHAT THE FUCK

Heartbreaking, user. You need to find that girl. Fly to Munich and find her.

Seems legit

How come you said that your mom looked for her on facebook IN 1980 oh shit that right this story is fake and gay

i asked so politely for a happy ending

Boring

I don't know what's more sad. Your story or the fact that you still has her shit 40 years later...

>op is black

fuck off sociopath cuck and let me weep in peace

Yall dumb as fuck he said 4 years not 40

it wasn't in 1980, i didn't type

So did she die in WW2??

OK understandable

OP you have to find this girl. She will haunt you for the rest of your life. Even if she's moved on it was save you from the what could of been thoughts.

I came to Sup Forums today to look at Loli's, not to feel

grow the balls and go to Munich to find her or be depressed for the rest of your life as you seem like a slob that will never do anything meaningful without her

how can he find her though?
(though I do completely agree)

Just find her on Facebook you moran

MYSPACE

>eating cake at 4am
not a german thing
not even a european thing

anyone know a way we could help op out?

I doubt he hasn't tried, says earlier in the story she didn't have a facebook back then as well.

his mom couldnt stalk her because she didnt have facebook

im going to Germany next spring for school maybe imma see her?

scream julia everywhere you go and post results

Work in 5 minutes. Fuck me, just want to hug my girlfriend for the rest of the day.

Pretty much everyone in Germany have Facebook. Find her, now.

If she doesn't have any social media then I guess you're going to have to think about the time you had together. If you can remember her last name, the names of her siblings, father, mother, the town she lived in, any information about her life in Germany will help tremendously

OP do you have any pics of this girl? I really want to see what she looks like and maybe it could help find her

What did her farts smell like?

Ask the college if they have records from the year?

i know the town she lives in, i don't know her exact address though

i can't just go wandering through the streets looking for her

feelstrain.jpeg

trips of truth

Its the same fucking writing. Girls don't write like retards

"Hallo können Sie mir sagen wo Julia ist?"

Post pics of her face Sup Forums can find anyone.

...

You don't have to go door to door. You have a great story user there will be other people in Germany willing to help you. ask around, don't be beta and let the best girl of your life get away.

Getting hard from holding hands, kek.

beta as fuck

Just do a people search if you know her name and town ya moran

Also email her I’m sure she had an email from college

Please find her

name of the town? live near munich

Can you at least tell me her last name and the town? I really want to help you OP

Does it feel weird writing yourself notes are you schizo

god help me for posting this to Sup Forums, but she lived in starnberg afaik

too long didnt read lol

I'm on it captain

Yes, you can. And you should. Don't be me.