Sometimes I drink too much. Last night was one of those nights, and I barely remember how I got home. All I wanted to do was crash hard and rest the day away. I still live with my parents and stepsister, but fortunately for me my parents were gone for the week on vacation, so I didn’t have to worry about getting caught. My stepsister, on the other hand, would probably tell my parents if she knew. Particularly because I ratted her out for having a party at our house one night and not letting me invite any of my friends. Screw her, it’s my house too.