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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 ½ 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.