Is it rediculous that I feel like an underachiever for not wanting to go to grad school?

I am tired. I am money-less. But I am good. The magazine is engulfing my life, but I think I'm okay with that, for the most part. It feels good to be creative again. Fall semester was full of brain exercising, what with Chemistry and Biology. And it felt good to know that I still can use my brain that way. I love knowledge and acquiring knowledge. But being wholly creative, like this magazine is making me be, feels very good. I am having to delegate and problem solve and make things work (as the illustrious Tim Gunn would say). Part of me thinks this will be one of the biggest learning experiences in all of college. As far as "real world application" goes.