First Trimester of Ninth Grade, Briefly, With Most of the Interesting Things Not Actually Part of the Post

So... ninth grade is not bad. Marching band is crazy fun. Also, just crazy. My classes are mostly good and lunch time is only 25 minutes, but it's 25 minutes of pure awesomeness. I no longer have any classes that I absolutely and totally despise with a burning passion (passion del fuego!), which is good. Even math is enjoyable.
I've been taking some pictures recently, because it's fun. I am by no means a photographer, but I do enjoy it. Some of the pictures turned out nice, and the others were deleted.
I have nothing interesting to say, but that's okay because nobody reads these things anyway. Blah blah blah, chicken nuggets.
I have a goat! I got it on the band trip the week before Halloween. It is not a live goat, but it is awesome. His name is Maurice James von Derricson III and he is legit. His beard is adorable and his face was sewed on crookedly, but I kind of like that. Band trips are fun, even when the bus is insanely hot on the way home. It honestly kind of amazes me that a group of weirdos, ages 14-18, can do something so incredible. Like, really, some of the craziest people I've ever met are all gathered together in one place every morning for two and a half hours (or just one hour, now that we don't go to school at 7:00) and instead of lighting things on fire and stuff like that, we can actually (mostly) focus and accomplish things. It's pretty sweet.
Holy cow, I used to regularly update this blog thing... Weird...
Eventually, I will upload some of the pictures I took. Hopefully it will be in the next three years, but I do tend to procrastinate a bit...
Ian has been in England for four months ish. It's kind of weird, because it sometimes feels like he was here just yesterday and sometimes it feels like he's been gone forever.
I need Cheerios. Seriously, I've been craving Cheerios for hours. WHY are Cheerios so good? WHY?
I am auditioning for drum major this year, along with many of my freshman buddies (Drew [Jroo], Mason, Ryker, Jarsden, McKenzie, and Allyn, specifically). I probably won't be a drum major next year, but I am having fun trying out and everyone tells me I'm doing well (and doing well is good), so I have no problem with that. 
Hmm, what else is a remotely interesting thing for me to write about?
I have no idea. Anyway, life is basically pretty good right now, though I don't really have anything to say.