My name is Keasey, and I have been stumbling through existence for almost 22 years now. I thoroughly enjoy taking photographs of other weird little human beings, isolating myself from reality, and cats. I also unconditionally love movies and the art of film making. When I am a big boy I want to be a cinematographer more than anything else in the whole wide world, so I have enlisted in the Multimedia Design program to hone my skills and absorb as much knowledge as my squishy brain can handle. I have a very dark sense of humor and my mind has been corrupted by growing up breastfed by American television, so if I offend you I wholeheartedly apologize. I really like smashing things with hammers, eating pistachio ice cream, and secretly eavesdropping on your conversations. One time I accidentally gave a ‘thumbs-up’ to a blind guy on the bus. I don’t play any instruments, but I strongly believe that learning how to play the piano should be a requirement in all elementary schools. One day I want to be that cool uncle who gives his nieces and nephews illegal fireworks and sips of hard alcohol. Mr. Rodgers and Che Guevara are my biggest heroes because they both promoted truth and love, though in very different ways. If we become friends I will share cigarettes with you and make fun of everything you do, but secretly care a whole awful lot about how your day went and what your fears are. Thanks for taking the time to get to know me, and remember that the time you just spent reading this is irretrievable and you are one step closer to your inevitable death. So go ride your bike or something.

By: Keasey Freed