Firsts are always very important in a man's life. First pair of boxers, first time on a trampoline, first kiss, and now, I get to add first journal entry. This happens to be a very distinguishing moment in my life and I feel that it deserves a moment of silence *barely a moment of silence passes* Screw it. I hate silence. I'm all about noise and fun.

That's just who I am. I'm Sirius Black, sixteen year old international man of mystery. You may have heard of me.

Some of the basic components of my life are as follows:

My friends--friends make the whole world go round! It's true, I will swear by it. The Marauders, as we dubbed outselves, consist of James Potter, Remus Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and myself (the finest man you'll ever dream about). Now, I'll start out with James. James is your typical hormone driven, always-along-for-the-ride, accomplice. He's my best friend in the entire world, a damn good Chaser for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, and my partner in crime. Our detentions make up 75% of Filch's life. The other 25% consists of snogging cats and resisting the urge to take a bath. That man smells! I think James & myself have grown used to his scent over time though. Peter Pettigrew is your average boot licker. He's a nice guy, really he is, but the boy would have probably died in a freak accident if we hadn't been there to watch over him. It's not his fault, he doesn't know any better. Peter is usually pretty cautious, but I can usually pressure him into practically anything. The other day, he touched McGonagall's arse! It was hysterical! This leads me to the last member of the Marauders. Remus Lupin is our core. He keeps us three lunatics in tow. Not to say he isn't ever along for the ride; he is. Yet, the poor guy is a werewolf. You would think that this would be an issue for our friendship, but if I must say, it's only strengthened it.

When we figured out that Remus is a werewolf (how could he have ever doubted our intellegence?), we promised him that we would find a way to make the situation better. Indeed, we did. James, Peter, and I became Animagus' at the end of our fourth year. Prongs is a stag, Wormtail's a rat, and I am the sexiest dog in any part of the woods! Our little adventures have proven to be quite fun. They've also helped us create our little baby "The Marauder's Map". The map shows every single person & all that we have discovered within the school. Quite brillaint, actually.

Now, where would I be if I didn't mention my fan club? The Sirius Black Fan Club flatters me. I have a fan club! It's amazing, really.

Now, my family. I usually don't like talking about my family, but for you all, I'll make it quite simple. I hate them, they're blazing lunatics, and they all smell, including their stupid houseelf At the beginning of the summer, I got so fed up that I packed up all my bags and moved in with the Potter's.

Well, I know I should probably put in more, but Mrs. Potter told me that she made French toast. French toast=my calling. Until next time....

Sirius.