In life, humans have many rights of passages that we go through to become an efficient, civilized being. Our first day of elementary school. The day we watch that sex-ed video in class, laughing so much that we don't even know what's going on anyway. The day we get our driver's license. Our first job. Graduation day. For most people, high school graduation marks the beginning of adult-hood. It's the moment when reality swoops down from it's perch, picks us up and flies us all to different destinations. Some people are taken to Boston. Some to Madison. Some to San Fransisco. Here, the journey of life and freedom begin. We call this college. The start of making a success out of all of your aspirations. The start of making friends who actually have something in common with you, not just random people who happened to be placed in the same class. It's the time to party all night, study before class, make friends, and most imporantly, make memories. Because memories are what really matter. Memories give you the soul and the happiness that makes life worthwhile. It's the nostalgia that makes us realise that life has been - even though we may not have thought so at the time - enjoyable.
With this in mind, it seems that being an 18-year-old would be an enjoyable time in life. This would be true for the average person. Charlie Pond, however, is not the average person. Not that he is anything extroardinary. In fact, he's averagely unaverage. Just unaverage enough to fall out of the statistics of the truly average person. He's no genious, yet he is smart enough for students who don't even know his name to ask him the answer to Question 5. He's not one of the hottest guys in school, but girls - and the occasional male passerby - have been known to fall for him. What Charlie has is the combination of kindness and subtle good looks. His looks are average, but he's one of the nicest guys you could meet. With this, he gains friends who are not preppy, popular, stuck up snobs, but average girls. These average girls enjoy the charm and, utlimately, enjoy the company of Charlie. He doesn't take notice of this. Charlie may take pride in his kind and not-ugly self, but he isn't a complete narcissist. He is no lust either. He believes that no one would truly like a person like him - or rather, he believes no one would truly like him. His insecurities get in the way.
When Charlie was a child, he had typical aspirations. He would be a doctor. A veteranarian. An actor. He would be somebody, because he was smart and he had dreams. This lasted until his sophomore year. English 10 Composition, to be precise. This was the first class Charlie ever came close to failing. That near-failure-experience hit a switch in Charlie's brain. A trigger that many people have switched a long time ago. Charlie saw what it felt like to not care about homework. He still did his homework. Rarely would he leave an assignment incomplete. But Charlie now felt comfortable turning in late assignments. His conscious didn't tell him that not reading the assigned chapter would result in a poor grade. Charlie stopped caring. He stopped trying.
With this in mind, it seems that being an 18-year-old would be an enjoyable time in life. This would be true for the average person. Charlie Pond, however, is not the average person. Not that he is anything extroardinary. In fact, he's averagely unaverage. Just unaverage enough to fall out of the statistics of the truly average person. He's no genious, yet he is smart enough for students who don't even know his name to ask him the answer to Question 5. He's not one of the hottest guys in school, but girls - and the occasional male passerby - have been known to fall for him. What Charlie has is the combination of kindness and subtle good looks. His looks are average, but he's one of the nicest guys you could meet. With this, he gains friends who are not preppy, popular, stuck up snobs, but average girls. These average girls enjoy the charm and, utlimately, enjoy the company of Charlie. He doesn't take notice of this. Charlie may take pride in his kind and not-ugly self, but he isn't a complete narcissist. He is no lust either. He believes that no one would truly like a person like him - or rather, he believes no one would truly like him. His insecurities get in the way.
When Charlie was a child, he had typical aspirations. He would be a doctor. A veteranarian. An actor. He would be somebody, because he was smart and he had dreams. This lasted until his sophomore year. English 10 Composition, to be precise. This was the first class Charlie ever came close to failing. That near-failure-experience hit a switch in Charlie's brain. A trigger that many people have switched a long time ago. Charlie saw what it felt like to not care about homework. He still did his homework. Rarely would he leave an assignment incomplete. But Charlie now felt comfortable turning in late assignments. His conscious didn't tell him that not reading the assigned chapter would result in a poor grade. Charlie stopped caring. He stopped trying.
