So yesterday my mother awoke with the wonderful idea of dragging me to Cleveland,ignoring the fact we'll be there in 2 weeks to register me for classes. Why we went I have yet to understand. We rode around the town, driving down every road in existence. And just for the record, none of them were all that exciting. And then we went and stayed in a rather creepy hotel. If I don't know that town by the time I go to college then God help me because I'll never learn it. We woke up this morning and rode to downtown Chattanooga hunting for a so-called wonderful zoo. Well we found it, and what do you know it's a little dumpy looking hole in the wall place. So we opted to go to the aquarium for the millionth time in my life. I got really cool pictures if that counts for anything. We made it back home about 5, and now I'm looking foward to a fun-filled night of nothing. I know this is negative, but this is officially been the most boring and pointless weekend of my life, and I'm still rather angry at my mother for her overwhelming amounts of ridiculousness (don't ask. long story). But yea. That was my exciting memorial day weekend.