promises, promises

I believe I may just be able to overcome my laziness and stupidity and keep my promise/goal of finishing school/getting a real job/career by the time I'm thirty. Wow, a lot of /'s there. Anyways, screw lofty dreams, aspirations what have you. I just want to get a good job that can pay living expenses and maybe extras (like XBOX 360 games :-) ) and that is my real dream, my realistic dream. I'm gonna take the four quarter medical coding certification and get a really good job with good money and I'll only have to spend one more year at Wal*Mart that way. This is the way I'll accomplish all my dreams; have the time to write, relax play games and the money to enjoy those things without cutting out payments to important things like utility bills, etc. At any rate, I intend to finish what I started for once, dammit. No shit. I know I've said a hundred times before that I was gonna get serious, etc but it's not just me that depends on this out - this out of borderline poverty - two kitties and a human being <-- all of which I love more than myself. And what's more, I'm tired of being a fuck-up loser and being poor. Enough's enough!