My name is Rachel. I am pretty rad. My idea of a good time is a mashed up banana and some cinnamon in a bowl. But not the cinnamon from the Apple Jacks commercial, because he kind of freaks me out.
My ex-boyfriend, a theater major, works at a McDonalds. This shouldn’t make me laugh, but considering the way he dumped me, complains all the time, and believes nothing good will ever happen to him? Yeah, well, he kind of deserves it. I’m not sorry.
