Person Essay On Charles Essay, Research Paper

Person Essay on Charles

As a handsome 5′ 10″ male with dark hair spiked in the front, and the

most engaging smile approached my desk , I knew I would be laughing shortly.

Charles walked up to my desk in Human Biology while we were dissecting eyeballs

and commented on my eyeball. “You seem to have a better eyeball than I do.”

Many people wouldn’t have taken this situation so lightly but because of

Charles’s sense of humor being around him was guaranteed to be fun. With his

feigned itching disease, his crazy antics, or his practical jokes my friend

Charles’s sense of humor has taught me not to take life so seriously and have

fun anywhere and everywhere.

I first met Charles at Dans, a mutual friends, party, where he told me

he had an I itching disease. He was drinking beer and I had cranberry juice

with vodka, and since we drove we had to spend the night. So around 3:30am we

got tired and went to lie down. As soon as we laid down Charles asked if he

could take his shirt off and if I would scratch his back. I told him sure. So

he did and that’s when he told me he had an itching disease and I wouldn’t be

able to stop scratching his back until it stopped itching him. Well, with a

little alcohol in me I believed him. I laid there for 2 ? hours before I

realized he had fallen asleep and went to sleep myself. On Monday on school I

saw Charles and asked him how his itching disease was. He just looked at me

grinned and chuckled. That’s when I realized he had pulled a fast one on me.

It didn’t take me long to realize that Charles had some crazy antics up

his sleeve. At another party Charles, Lisa , Dan and I sat in a room talking.

Lisa and Dan were drinking and were drunk. Charles and I were not. Dan started

flipping out by yelling and screaming that the radio, which was on 2 at the

most, was to loud. Charles knew that Dan was drunk and decided to play with his

head. So Charles whispered into my ear that I should tell him I turned it down.

So I did and Dan was ok with it. Charles and I were laughing hysterically

because it was so much fun playing with these drunk friends.

Charles didn’t care what other people thought about him as long as he

made people laugh. At a chorus concert one night our friend Lisa brought in her

1 year old sister, Lauren. Charles grabbed the bottle filled with milk and was

going to go out there with it in his mouth. We had to stop him so I asked him

if he liked the taste of breast milk. Needless to say that bottle shot out of

his mouth and he spit the milk that was in his mouth right out too. That was

the last time I ever saw him do that.

Charles taught me how to laugh and have fun anywhere. Although there is

a time to be serious you can’t always take life so seriously. I teach my nieces

and nephews jokes and tricks to play on each other and on their parents. I feel

if they learn to have a sense of humor at younger ages then making friends will

be easier for them.

Charles made my high school years one of the best times imaginable. The

best parties I attended were made possible all because of Charles’s sense of

humor. Charles made life a fun and interesting experience.