School's out for Autumn, Well Not in Anyway

It might seem like a mistake, especially after all the fuss I made about getting in, but I decided not to take any graduate school classes this semester.  I know, it feels wrong on some level. Yet I have my reasons.  First, I don't really have any classes that I want to take.  Morehead is offering five classes this fall.  One of them I have already taken, albeit under a different subtitle.  Two others are well outside my focus, namely classes on proposal writing (which I actually dropped last year after a week as it was not currently pertinent to me) and the psychology of language.  I'm sorry, but I want to write fiction, not boring proposals or studies on the mind.  The two final classes are on literary criticism, African-American literature and the British novel.  The former is not that interesting sounding to me ant the latter is too similar to the Modern British lit class I took last year, down to having one of the same books on threading list.  While I could take the last class, just taking one just doesn't seem prudent.  Second, I need to focus on my main goal, getting into the University of Kentucky.  When, not if, I transfer, I will only be allowed to have nine credit hours count towards my degree.  I have already exceeded that number.  Any more classes I take, the hours will be wasted, unless I somehow get a degree at Morehead, at which time, the classes would no longer be transferable.  I feel it would be better to stop taking classes at this time.  While I might take a course in the spring, just to keep my eligibility up and hedge my bets on not getting in immediately, I just don't see the worth in doing any work at this time.  Finally, I am having major difficulties in my personal and professional life.  My store might close at the end of the month unless some drastic measures are taken.  With so many problems in my life, the financial responsibilities of going back to school right now will be just too much for me.  I don't even know why I am even writing this down.  No one but me will ever see this. Sure, it is posted so anyone can find it, but no one ever comments.  No one ever offers the advice I am craving.  These posts are just out there, alone, just like me.  I mention my problems, my takes on issues, but it is like no one cares.  I DON'T KNOW WHY I SHOULD EVEN BE DOING THIS!  It is a waste of time, of my already wasted life.   I don't deserve this.  I don't deserve to write.  I don't want to , I don't know what I am doing.  If just once some one would just let me know what's going on, what I should do.  Maybe.  I can't think anymore.  Next time.